Poison Doctor Roaming the Martial World

Chapter 120 Deputy Hall Master of the Medicine King Hall

Puyang Xuan was now fully recovered. As the saying goes, even a good woman can be swayed by a persistent suitor. He believed in himself and that as long as he persevered, he would eventually move Jianwu's heart!

After a simple meal of dry rations, the two men and their two horses galloped toward the Medicine King's Palace.

The Medicine King Palace is a manor similar to the Shamen Manor, but it occupies a larger area. It has only one stronghold in the entire Dongli region, with no branches in the outer city. It has its own pharmacies scattered throughout various cities.

Upon receiving the message from his disciples at the foot of the mountain, Elder Yao immediately summoned all the disciples in the manor to prepare for the arrival of the Third Master.

Puyang Xuan changed into ordinary clothes and followed half a body behind. Before even entering the main gate, he could see disciples from various sects arriving in droves.

"Sword Dance, I didn't expect you to be so popular. So many people came to welcome you."

Yang Jianwu didn't feel particularly honored. Instead, she asked, "Puyang Xuan, do you know what gift I gave them when I first came to the Medicine King's Palace?"

"It can't be poison, can it?"

Puyang Xuan thought of her righteous and indignant nature, as well as what the Medicine King Palace had done in the past few years. Jianwu was capable of giving someone poison!

"I'll send them a human specimen!"

"Human body? Specimen? What is that?"

"Simply put, it involves immersing the human corpse in a medicinal solution and then taking it out. The corpse will not deform or decompose after being immersed in the solution and can be preserved for a long time!"

Puyang Xuan broke out in a cold sweat as he listened. "Jianwu, are you kidding me? You can even treat animals kindly, how could you treat people like this?"

Yang Jianwu glanced at him sideways. "I'm not a saint. If someone comes to assassinate me, am I supposed to be grateful?! Only a fool would do something like that!"

Upon hearing that someone had attempted to assassinate Jianwu, Puyang Xuan's aura turned extremely bloodthirsty. "Jianwu, who is trying to assassinate you?!"

Yang Jianwu patted Puyang Xuan on the shoulder, "Calm down~ calm down~ it's all in the past. I've already taken my revenge, and the Medicine King Hall has also appointed me as their third leader. That's great."

"The Medicine King's Palace?! Very well, just you wait!"

Fearing that Puyang Xuan might retaliate in private, Yang Jianwu bluntly stated, "You are not allowed to cause any more trouble for the Medicine King Palace! I am currently doing business with the Medicine King Palace. If you cut off my source of income, I will never forgive you!"

"Okay, whatever you say!"

Puyang Xuan outwardly agreed, but inwardly cursed the Medicine King Palace, and was no longer as excited as before.

"Little Master!"

The shout, tinged with a hint of joy, came from Chang Qing, the young master of the Medicine King Palace.

Chang Qing was quite handsome, and his deep immersion in pharmacology added to his refined and scholarly air, making him popular with many women in the martial arts world.

Yang Jianwu didn't want to take on any apprentices, and initially rejected them because they were too ugly. Over the years, Chang Qing has paid special attention to improving himself, and now he looks even more handsome and dashing.

"Chang Qing, have you forgotten? I don't take apprentices!"

"Whether you accept me or not is your business. I learned a lot of knowledge that I couldn't find in books because of your guidance. In my heart, you are my little master!"

"Do as you please..."

"Hehe~ That's great! Master, please accept my bow!"

Chang Qing actually bowed down as he spoke, and Yang Jianwu quickly dodged to the side, saying, "You're getting carried away, aren't you?!"

"No, no, I'm just so happy to see my little master!"

When Yao Lao saw Yang Jianwu, he was overjoyed and came out of the palace gate to greet her.

“My dear niece, why didn’t you let me know you were coming? I could have arranged for someone to pick you up down the mountain.”

Yang Jianwu politely bowed and said, "How could I trouble you, Elder Yao? I'm not a big shot. It would be so embarrassing to make you go to all this trouble."

Fearing that Yang Jianwu might not consider herself a member of the Medicine King's Hall, Elder Yao emphasized her status again, "My dear niece, you are one of the leaders of the Medicine King's Hall, and Qing'er has also recognized you as his junior master, so your seniority is higher than his. In the Medicine King's Hall, anyone who dares to disrespect you is a traitor to the Medicine King's Hall!"

The old apothecary gestured for Yang Jianwu to stand alongside him at the main entrance of the Medicine King Hall, using his internal energy to amplify his voice so that all disciples could hear it.

"From today onwards, Miss Yang is Changqing's junior master and the deputy hall master of my Medicine King Hall. Anyone who disobeys will be dealt with according to the hall rules! Do you all understand?!"

"Yes, Hall Master!"

"Disciples pay their respects to the Vice Hall Master!"

Puyang Xuan chuckled to himself. Jianwu's visit this time was truly impressive; her status had risen another level, from the third leader to the deputy hall master! His resentment towards the Medicine King Hall's assassination attempt on Jianwu had also eased considerably.

Yang Jianwu felt a little embarrassed, having gained a disciple and the position of deputy hall master for free. It seemed she would have to put in more effort. As long as the Medicine King Hall no longer became an accomplice of others, she would be willing to serve as a nominal deputy hall master and mentor her junior disciple.

The old apothecary led the person to the main hall, where a disciple brought out fragrant tea. Yang Jianwu was a little thirsty, so he picked up the cup and took a sip. The tea was fragrant and mellow with a medicinal aroma, and he could tell that it had been stir-fried with medicinal herbs.

"What a fragrant tea! This old doctor is famous for his medicine, and even his tea has a hint of medicinal aroma."

The old doctor laughed heartily, with a hint of pride, and said, "Qing'er likes to tinker with these things when she has nothing to do. This tea was picked and processed by him personally. The fact that you can drink it means that the tea is made quite well!"

"Old Yao is too modest."

Yang Jianwu picked up her teacup and drank some more. A lot of good medicine was added when the tea was being processed. She hadn't eaten or drunk well on the journey, so this was a good opportunity to replenish her energy.

Yang Jianwu remembered that Puyang Xuan had been standing behind her, so she gestured for him to sit down with her.

With his keen senses, Yao Lao could tell that Puyang Xuan was not a true guard. The fact that he could follow Yang Jianwu and be invited to sit down by her side meant that he must have some status.

"Who is this young master?"

"He is my friend. You can call him Young Master Xuan."

Some things don't need to be said explicitly; everyone understands. Yang Jianwu didn't want to reveal any more information about Puyangxuan, and Yao Lao wouldn't ask any more questions unnecessarily.

"Young Master Xuan, please have a seat. Someone, bring some tea."

The disciple served Puyang Xuan a cup of fragrant tea, and as he was about to leave, he was captivated by Puyang Xuan's appearance and stood there in a daze.

The old apothecary coughed lightly as a reminder, and the disciple snapped out of his daze and quickly backed away, almost tripping over the door frame. He then kowtowed to beg for forgiveness.

Feeling somewhat humiliated, the old doctor waved his sleeve, telling the others to leave quickly.

Yang Jianwu suppressed a laugh, pursing her lips. She knew Puyang Xuan was too devilishly handsome, and he didn't believe her? Going out with that flirtatious look, even if he didn't want to talk to anyone, someone would still uncontrollably pounce on him. With Elder Yao in charge just now, if it were in private, that disciple might have already intercepted him!

Puyang Xuan sensed Yang Jianwu's smile and saw how she was holding it in. He felt helpless. She could charm others, so why couldn't she charm you?

"Laugh if you want!"

"Pfft~"

Yang Jianwu felt something was amiss, let out a laugh, and forcefully suppressed the rest of her laughter.