Does anyone actually Believes That My Master Is A Mortal? Chapter 281: 301 Poison? (Requesting Monthly Pass)

Chapter 281: Chapter 301 Poison? (Requesting Monthly Pass)

Eastern Province.

Misty Mountain, Wayless Sect.

Inside the Ancestral Master Hall.

At this very mont.

A figure was sitting cross-legged within the hall.

This figure was clad in a light black robe, with a handso face that was, however, ashen and bloodless, looking extrely weak, a scent of death enveloping him.

This scent was frightening.

Yet the figure remained unshakably seated, still as ever, facing forward as if contemplating sothing deeply.

But there was nothing in front of this figure, just a void.

Nevertheless, the figure sat there, obstinately unmoved, as if unwilling to leave until a realization dawned.

This person was none other than Divine Doctor Hua.

Since Chu Yuan left, Divine Doctor Hua had been sitting cross-legged in the Ancestral Master Hall every day, trying to comprehend the “dicine path” that Chu Yuan had spoken of.

But no matter how much he pondered, he could not comprehend anything.

This filled Divine Doctor Hua’s heart with unwillingness; he was like he had taken a stand against the Ancestral Master Hall itself, persisting in his contemplation there.

He even seed to neglect the safety of his own body.

However…

Though he did not take care of himself, Li Ergang did it for him.

Li Ergang, following Chu Yuan’s orders, took care of Divine Doctor Hua, making sure Divine Doctor Hua wouldn’t die and, if possible, helping him recover from his illness.

Therefore, Li Ergang brought him so dicinal soup every day, trying to cure Divine Doctor Hua’s sickness.

Although, as of now, Divine Doctor Hua’s condition hadn’t improved, he also hadn’t died.

Clang…

A noise ca from outside the Ancestral Master Hall.

The doors were pushed open.

Today, Li Er Gang brought the dicinal soup again.

Naturally, the disturbance interrupted Divine Doctor Hua’s contemplation.

Hearing the sound of the doors opening, his entire body couldn’t help but shudder.

He knew, of course, that Li Ergang had arrived.

In essence, seeking treatnt was a good thing.

But the thods Li Ergang used to treat his illness almost gave him a trauma.

Li Ergang had no clue how to treat his illness and simply force-fed him all sorts of nourishing dicinal soups.

A different one every single day.

Anyone would be traumatized by that.

Divine Doctor Hua turned his head and saw Li Ergang walking in at a glance.

What made Divine Doctor Hua despair was the cart pushed by Li Ergang.

On the cart was a jar of dicinal soup, upon rough count there were dozens of doses.

“Lord Hua, it’s ti for your dicine, co over here!”

Li Ergang called out enthusiastically.

“Is it possible not to have it?”

Divine Doctor Hua said with a pained expression.

“No, it’s not possible.”

Upon hearing Divine Doctor Hua did not want to take his dicine, Li Ergang’s warm, plump face suddenly turned cold.

“Then… can I have less? Dozens of doses a day, I can’t withstand it.”

Divine Doctor Hua couldn’t help but say.

“No way! You look so pale, if you don’t eat more and sothing happens, the Sect Master won’t let off the hook,” Li Ergang refused him resolutely.

At that statent,

Divine Doctor Hua was simply speechless.

His pallor was due to the strange disease in him continuously breeding Death Qi, for heaven’s sake.

What did that have to do with drinking dicine…

Although these dicines could suppress his strange disease, he felt terrible from the continuous nourishnt.

Divine Doctor Hua wanted to say sothing more to refuse Li Ergang.

But looking up at Li Ergang’s face turning icy, he really didn’t know how to refuse.

In the end, he could only stand up silently, pick up one of the jars of dicine, open it, and begin to drink.

Li Ergang, standing beside him, saw which dicine Divine Doctor Hua picked up and voiced an introduction.

“Lord Hua, what you’re drinking now is called Dingyuan Ziling Soup,

made from seventy-eight kinds of Spiritual dicine. It serves to consolidate the foundation and nourish the body and spirit!”

Li Ergang said slowly.

On the other side, Divine Doctor Hua finished his drink in one gulp and, without hesitation, continued to pick up the second jar and started drinking.

“This jar is Yunhun Cangling Soup…”

Li Ergang was still introducing the concoctions.

But Divine Doctor Hua didn’t care and kept drinking one jar after another.

Li Ergang, undeterred, continued explaining.

“This jar is Peiling Soup…”

“This one is impressive, made from one hundred and twenty-nine kinds of Spiritual dicine. Oh, I don’t know what it’s called either, I made it myself, all with nourishing Spiritual dicines. Drink up, you definitely won’t die from it!”

“This jar is…”

Li Ergang introduced each and every jar of dicinal soup.

And Divine Doctor Hua was listening while drinking.

Suddenly, he picked up a jar of dicinal soup and was about to open it when he froze.

This dicinal soup…

Sothing’s off…

Divine Doctor Hua looked down at the jar in his hand, his eyebrows involuntarily knitting together.

He was soone who had tasted countless herbs and read many dical texts.

He had earned the reputation of having profound dical skills.

The dicinal soup in his hand was definitely off…

Although he couldn’t pinpoint what was wrong.

But his instincts as a physician told him that it might be best not to drink this particular soup.

“Senior Er Gang, what is this dicinal soup?”

Divine Doctor Hua asked, looking towards Li Ergang.

“This jar? This one is called Huangquan Kuha Soup, with Huangquan Grass as the main ingredient, Yinku Flower as the auxiliary ingredient, and I won’t list all the other auxiliaries.”

Li Ergang explained aloud.

“Huangquan Grass? Yinku Flower? What kind of Spiritual dicines are these? Why haven’t I heard of them?”

Divine Doctor Hua was sowhat puzzled.

He had read so many dical texts but had never heard of these two ingredients.

“Oh, these are planted by a mysterious senior within our Sect, with a long history, not a Spiritual dicine of this era. It’s normal that you haven’t heard of them, Lord Hua,” Li Ergang said, waving his hand.

“Our Sect has such Spiritual dicines? Then what are the effects of these two kinds of Spiritual dicine?”

Divine Doctor Hua’s curiosity was piqued.

Although he had joined the Sect and taken a master for several days now.

He had not yet asked what kind of Sect he was in.

For one, he was always engrossed in understanding the texts.

For another, every ti he was inundated by Li Ergang with a myriad of soups, and any curiosity was drowned out.

But now, his curiosity was aroused once more.

What exactly was this Sect?

The Sect Master rode dragons and spoke of nding the heavens.

He dashed around tossing handfuls of Roe Deer’s Immortal Grass and the like.

Now, there are even Spiritual dicines that aren’t recorded in any texts.

What else does this Sect possess?

anwhile, Li Ergang had no idea what Divine Doctor Hua was thinking and simply answered directly.

“These two kinds of Spiritual dicines, well, they are poisons. This Huangquan Grass is a bit more toxic, and this Yinku Flower is a little milder. The other auxiliary ingredients are all poisons too, about five hundred and sixty-eight kinds, all of them poisons,” Li Ergang stated candidly.

Divine Doctor Hua: “?”

What grudge do we have?

Do you need to poison with sothing so potent?

Divine Doctor Hua was dumbfounded, utterly clueless as to why Li Ergang had brewed such a potent poison for him.

Even if he intended to poison him to death, he needn’t have said it out loud.

Announcing it like this is just awkward, isn’t it?

Faced with Divine Doctor Hua’s bafflent,

Li Ergang was calm, speaking slowly.

“I read in a book that the extre of Yin can transform into Yang, so I figured, since nourishnt isn’t working for you, why not try a powerful poison? Fight poison with poison, it could have miraculous effects. Go ahead and drink it, I believe my theory is sound!”