System: I Can Open Martial Arts Chests

Chapter 147 - 106: Poison 2

He hurried to speak.

"No."

Chu Qing shook his head resolutely.

"This poison is vicious, I only have the time for a cup of tea!"

The man pleaded:

"Please, give it back to me."

"The time of a cup of tea?"

Chu Qing smiled:

"Enough, hand over the antidote."

Without any hesitation, the man took out another small bottle from his bosom and tossed it to Chu Qing.

This time, Chu Qing tore off a piece of his outer garment, watched the bottle land, and with a shake of his hand, wrapped the cloth around the bottle, enveloping it into a cloth bundle.

Only then did he catch it in his hand and put it into his bosom.

The man watched this and a flicker of resentment passed through his eyes, then Chu Qing spoke again:

"Give me the poison you used on her, once more."

"You..."

The man gritted his teeth and said:

"Will you give me the antidote or not?"

"You give me what I want, and I will give you what you want."

The man had no choice, this time he took out a small paper package from his bosom.

After all, having too many bottles and jars would be inconvenient to carry around.

Having such a small paper package on him made things much easier.

Chu Qing repeated his earlier trick, using cloth fragments to wrap the package as well, then nodded:

"I ask you, who are you? Why did you capture Gentle?"

"Nonsense... that girl is the daughter of Finger Dust Star Fall Wen Fusheng, and the Celestial Secret Order is in Wen Fusheng’s hands now. Naturally, I want to use his daughter to exchange for this priceless treasure."

The man gritted his teeth and said:

"Moreover, let me tell you... my master is the Hundred Corpses Demon Monarch!

"If you kill me, you will not have a place to be buried from the highest heavens to the deepest netherworld!!"

Chu Qing’s pupils contracted slightly, then his eyes narrowed:

"Hundred Corpses Demon Monarch? Are you talking about the ’Ten Thousand Li Poisonous Wind, Thousand Specter Hundred Corpses’ Hundred Corpses Demon Monarch?"

"Exactly!!"

The man grinned:

"Since you’ve heard of his name, you should know... know his abilities.

"If he finds out I died by your hand, you will surely perish!

"Release me today, let me take away that Luochun Manor’s girl, then kowtow to me..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a buzzing sound.

The man screamed, and his remaining arm flew off.

Chu Qing sneered:

"Ten Thousand Li Poisonous Wind, Thousand Specter Hundred Corpses... sounds intimidating enough.

"Unfortunately, I remember that this person, audaciously challenging the Ghost Emperor Modo, was made to kneel and beg for mercy after three moves from the Ghost Emperor, and was driven to the Southern Sea Unstable Island.

"As long as the Ghost Emperor lives, he wouldn’t dare set foot off Unstable Island.

"Using an old demon trapped on an island to threaten me?

"Don’t you find it laughable?"

The man looked in disbelief at the wound on his other arm, nearly losing his mind:

"You madman... you dare do this to me...

"My master... My master will never forgive you!!"

"If I were your master, seeing your current state, I would probably wish I’d never taken in such a useless disciple."

Chu Qing shook his head; this person’s abilities weren’t too shabby.

Upon suffering from his Celestial Frost Fist, he promptly severed his arm and ran all the way here, set a trap at the critical moment, and even had some strength left to expel the cold from his body.

His martial arts couldn’t be considered weak.

But no matter how Chu Qing looked at it, as a disciple of someone who dared to challenge the Ghost Emperor Modo, he still fell far too short.

At this moment, Chu Qing used his Inner Strength to pop open the cap of the bottle in his hand.

He took out a small pill, flicked his finger to send it into the man’s mouth.

Though the man screamed, he knew the danger.

Without thinking, he swallowed it down.

The black line on his face, initially traveling downward, now began to spread in all directions, wrapping around his entire face like a spider web.

Now that the elixir was consumed, the black line began to recede, indicating that the poison was subsiding.

Chu Qing scrutinized the man for a moment, wrapped the bottle of elixir in cloth again for safekeeping.

Then he struck a punch at the Dantian, the Shanzhong of the man.

But he reserved his strength, letting the Frost Qi enter the body, freezing the meridians in an instant, preventing him from utilizing his martial arts any further.

"What... what are you doing?"

The man’s voice was hoarse, having been tormented to the extreme.

Chu Qing took out the packet of powder, shielding it with a piece of blue cloth, taking care not to let it touch his body, then gently sprinkled it onto the man.

The man widened his eyes, understanding Chu Qing’s intention. However, at this point, with his Inner Strength out of function, he couldn’t run, couldn’t move, with his meridians frozen.

He could only watch as Chu Qing acted wildly, eventually tilting his head and passing out.

"It is indeed that poison."

Chu Qing didn’t use up all the powder, saved some and stored it away, then took out the antidote.

When he opened it, an acrid smell emerged.

Not exactly foul, nor fishy, Chu Qing was about to pour it out, when he suddenly had an epiphany, waving the bottle under the man’s nose.

Within moments, the man coughed violently twice, then slowly regained consciousness.

Upon realizing what Chu Qing had done, he started cursing aloud.

Seeing this, Chu Qing breathed a little easier:

"Seems like there should be no problem with the antidote, but still, it needs further verification.

"This person practiced Poison Skills, what’s effective for him might not be suitable for Gentle..."

With that thought, he no longer listened to the man’s noisy cursing, and delivered a punch, directly shattering his heart meridians with the Celestial Frost Fist.

The man let out not a single sound before his head fell, dead instantly.

Chu Qing stared at the corpse for a while, then cautiously searched through it.

Money and valuables were left untouched... to avoid potential complications.

He merely took the various bottles and jars, large and small packages, and stored them safely as before.

Then he looked at his green robe... the freshly changed clothes now completely unrecognizable.

"... If this person’s stuff were any more, I might have to go back naked."

Chu Qing sighed, after packing everything, he also dealt with the corpse to erase all traces, and only then did he turn to leave.

When Chu Qing returned to the inn, he lightly knocked twice on Gentle’s door.

Inside stood Mo Duxing, frowning deeply, sword in hand, his face warning strangers to stay away.

Upon seeing Chu Qing, he promptly asked:

"How is it?"

"I believe I’ve found the antidote, but I still need to confirm."

Hearing this, Mo Duxing let out a breath, and sneered:

"Who did it?"

"I’ll tell you later."

"Alright."

He stepped aside to let Chu Qing in, to see Gentle lying on the bed, eyes closed, motionless.

Bian City sat at the table, face full of worry:

"Third Young Master..."

Before he could finish, Chu Qing placed the bottles and jars on the table.

He also picked out the poison Gentle had been afflicted with and its corresponding antidote.

Then he explained the whole situation thoroughly.

Mo Duxing sneered:

"So it’s the disciple of Hundred Corpses Demon Monarch... he’s eyeing the Celestial Secret Order too?"

Bian City mused:

"I’ve heard a tale that the Hundred Corpses Demon Monarch has seven disciples, though they inherited his martial skills, the core secrets were not passed down.

"Now these seven are trying to gather treasures from across the world, hoping to plead with the Ghost Emperor Modo for the release of their master.

"If any of them succeed, they might obtain all of the Hundred Corpses Demon Monarch’s legacy."

Chu Qing waved his hand, took the antidote, and arranged for the waiter to bring some livestock for another test.

It wasn’t that Chu Qing was too cautious, but the person who acted tonight was different from Mei Qianluo back then.

Mei Qianluo’s use of poison wasn’t particularly strong, mainly relying on a Poison Needle.

But the person tonight was a disciple of Hundred Corpses Demon Monarch, who was renowned for his poison mastery, with varied and treacherous methods, a slight oversight would lead to endless repercussions.

No amount of caution was too much.

Fortunately, moments later, the conclusion was that the antidote was effective.

Only then did Chu Qing feel assured to administer the antidote to Gentle.

The three waited aside, and a short while later, Gentle slowly opened her eyes, gazing at the three with pure bewilderment in her eyes:

"Why aren’t you all sleeping... what are you doing in my room?"