Fury Immortal Doctor

Chapter 197 Shocking Everyone with Poison


"Young master, you have a cold!" the chubby guy with a face full of acne hurriedly ran to Jing Haotian's side and handed him a tissue.

Jing Haotian angrily grabbed the tissue, wiping his nose while furiously saying to Shen Qiang, "Just you wait, once we get out of Wanxin Hesheng, I'll make you wish you were dead."

Hearing his words, Shen Qiang just smiled and calmly said, "If you're not afraid of death, then come at me, do you need me to tell you my address?"

Meanwhile, Shen Qiang casually raised an eyebrow.

In the hall, the disdainful gazes towards Shen Qiang were gone, replaced by a thick confusion.

"Don't be arrogant, kid. My young master just has a cold; otherwise, a piece of trash like you wouldn't even be worthy to stand in front of him," the pimple-faced chubby guy said angrily.

The hall fell silent.

Everyone looked thoughtfully at Jing Haotian and Shen Qiang.

"A cultivator in the Golden Core Stage with such a high level of Body Refinement should not be catching a cold. It must be either something wrong with Jing Haotian's cultivation practice, or, just now, he was plotted against by this guy named Shen."

"It must be poisoning, but it's strange, as a master at the Nascent Soul Stage should have noticed his method. This is quite incomprehensible."

"After reaching Foundation Establishment, a cultivator's constitution far surpasses that of an ordinary person, and they shouldn't fall ill with common diseases, especially not a cold—it's quite rare. Either Jing Haotian has some underlying health issues, but the Jing Family, among the many powerful families in Huaxia, has above-average strength."

"Although they have not yet reached the ranks of the top families, they are not to be underestimated. He has no reason to catch a cold. Before shaking hands with this guy named Shen, he was all smiles and showed no sign of a cold, then..."

As everyone silently pondered,

leaning against the inside of the hall, a middle-aged man around forty years old suddenly softly clapped his hands and laughed, "Truly worthy of being the 'Save No Doctor,' what a skillful poisoning technique. Even though it's just at the Qi Condensation Stage, I couldn't even see through it. How did you manage to do it?"

Upon hearing this,

the expression in the eyes of everyone in the hall changed instantly. The way they looked at Shen Qiang was not only devoid of any scorn but also subtly filled with respect and distance, even if they felt contempt, they were extremely careful to conceal it.

"I was poisoned?" Jing Haotian suddenly became vigilant, "Yes, it must be so, otherwise, how could I possibly have a cold!"

"Despicable fellow!"

After cursing, Jing Haotian flipped his wrist, and a square box appeared in his hand.

"Oh, a Detoxification Pill?" The crowd's eyes sparkled.

Jing Haotian picked up a detoxification pill, larger than a quail egg but smaller than a chicken egg, and swallowed it down whole.

Seemingly a bit uneasy, he quickly swallowed another.

The crowd couldn't help but admire.

"As expected of the young master of the Jing Family, truly extravagant—eating Detoxification Pills two at a time."

"Indeed, these Detoxification Pills are not only expensive to make but also very rare; ordinary cultivators like us wouldn't dare to consume them unless it was absolutely necessary."

Hearing the murmurs of the crowd, Jing Haotian looked proud and casually grabbed another pill to swallow, then sneeringly looked at Shen Qiang.

"Poisoning is just a low and inferior tactic; do you think this young master would be afraid?"

Shen Qiang laughed, "Every medicine has its toxins, to flaunt wealth by popping pills, how foolish does one have to be to do such a thing?"

Jing Haotian was stunned.

The people in the hall immediately burst into laughter.

"Damn, he's not afraid of being poisoned, yet he ate three pills— if he were afraid, would he have eaten the whole box?"

"Hahaha, I am dying of laughter. He didn't even understand what was wrong with him before he started popping pills indiscriminately. A cold might not kill you, but overdosing on medicine might just do the trick."

Amidst the laughter of the crowd, Jing Haotian's face turned ashen.

"The young master's family is wealthy; I can eat as many Detoxification Pills as I want."

He had just finished speaking.

Achoo!

Amidst the loud sneeze, mucus gushed out again.

"Ineffective!"

The originally chuckling crowd was stunned.

"How is this possible? Not to mention an ordinary cold, even if he had been given Intestine-breaking Powder, taking three Detoxification Pills in such a short time should have resolved the issue, how could he still be sneezing?"

"Incredible, are his Detoxification Pills fake?"

"What kind of poison is this that Detoxification Pills can't even solve?"

In everyone's eyes, there was no longer any trace of humor, and their gaze toward Shen Qiang had a hint of fear.

But at this moment, Shen Qiang was very clear.

In fact, the moment Jing Haotian gripped Shen Qiang's hand tightly, Shen Qiang had already released the most evolved Type B influenza bacteria from the Plague Source.

If released on an ordinary person, this highly evolved Type B influenza could make them sneeze, cough, run a high fever, and experience bloodshot eyes within three seconds.

If their constitution was not strong enough and they didn't receive timely medical treatment, they would inevitably die within twenty-four hours.

But Jing Haotian was a Golden Core Stage cultivator.

The highly evolved Type B influenza could only cause him to show symptoms of a cold.

Sneezing, runny nose, slight headache.

That was all.

Even without medication, once his body started to heat up and his immune antibodies began to counterattack, he would recover within a week.

After all, Type B influenza itself is not a very formidable pathogen; even at its peak evolution, it cannot compare with the dreaded Type A influenza or the tuberculosis bacteria.

If he had the highly evolved Type A flu or tuberculosis bacteria, Shen Qiang was certain that even a Golden Core Stage cultivator would not be able to resist it.

But this would require the Plague Source to grow new leaves.

Currently, it had already sprouted branches, and it seemed that it would not be long before new leaves appeared; by then, Shen Qiang, possessing new bacteria, would undoubtedly be terrifyingly powerful.

Moreover, another important point was that these bacteria were live organisms; ordinary antidotes were completely ineffective against them.

"Amazing!" Xu Nan's beautiful eyes widened, looking at Shen Qiang in astonishment.

At that moment, a well-dressed staff member walked to the front of the hall's auction table and cleared his throat, "Personal grievances, please settle them privately. The auction will officially begin in five minutes. Please get ready."

After he spoke, the crowd seemed to come back to their senses.

"Let's find someplace to sit," Xu Nan said with a smile to Shen Qiang, "Because the third floor auction is attended by cultivators, under normal circumstances, there aren't many people, so there's no strict enforcement of sitting according to number allocations."

Shen Qiang nodded and took a seat next to a slim cultivator who was peeling grapes. As it was a two-seater sofa, the slim cultivator, slightly annoyed, frowned slightly and said, "Hey, don't you understand the rules? Those with lower Cultivation sit at the back."

Shen Qiang smiled, "Don't worry, you'll leave in five seconds."

The slim cultivator was taken aback.

But soon after, he felt a bit of pain in his stomach, and involuntarily, his anus tightened.

"Did you poison me?" the slim cultivator suddenly sprang up.

Shen Qiang raised his hand, throwing the box of tissues on the coffee table in front of the sofa to him, and said indifferently, "Hurry up, or it'll be too late."

The slim cultivator frowned in anger, but then, with a face painfully wanting to cry but no tears, he suddenly twisted his body, holding the tissue box with one hand and covering his butt with the other, and as he rushed out, he yelled, "Yo. Yo. Yo. Yo. Move aside, I'm going to soil my pants..."

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