Chapter 279: Chapter 279: The Ji Family Has Never Lost_1
Two people and a bird followed Ji Wuque into the main stockade of Wuhuan Stockade.
As they reached the gate, Ji Wuque gently fanned the wooden post beside the door with the Fan of Life and Death in his hand.
Instantly, a wisp of faint white smoke, carrying a strange medicinal fragrance, drifted out from the post and headed straight for Qin Feng and Xue Xiaochan.
Seeing the white smoke, Qin Feng knew it was a move from Ji Wuque.
Although the acupoint was still somewhat clogged, Qin Feng could now control the Xuanhuang Qi in his Dantian again.
He released a thread of Xuanhuang Qi, guiding the white smoke to circle back halfway, and it all poured back into Ji Wuque’s nostrils.
"Ah... Achoo!"
Ji Wuque choked and sneezed, but he wasn’t seriously affected.
The poisonous smoke he had just released was mixed by himself, naturally, he could not poison himself. So, he was merely choked a bit and not poisoned.
Originally intending to ambush Qin Feng, but ending up hurting himself, Ji Wuque was naturally filled with resentment.
"Heh!" He snorted coldly and mockingly said to Qin Feng, "Truly despicable, using such sneaky tactics!"
"Valley Master, if anyone is being sneaky here, it’s you! I’m simply repaying the favor in kind," retorted Qin Feng.
"Since it’s a duel of poisons, let’s do it like men, openly and aboveboard, and stop using those cowardly and despicable tricks!" Ji Wuque said.
"Fine!" Qin Feng nodded in agreement.
Ji Wuque led the two into the medicine room, filled with various medicinal herbs, all poisonous. After all, every medicine has its poison!
It’s no exaggeration to say that if a medicinal herb exists in the Spirit Realm, it could be found in this medicine room.
The sight of these numerous precious herbs sent Qin Feng’s heart racing with excitement, much like a woman upon seeing a pile of limited-edition bags.
Thus, he had an epiphany and proposed to Ji Wuque, "Valley Master, since we’re dueling with poison, there should be penalties for losing and rewards for winning."
Qin Feng’s proposal hit right where Ji Wuque wanted. After all, he lusted after Qin Feng’s coveted Heaven Yang Physique and was determined to have it.
Therefore, he nodded and said, "Of course."
"If I win the duel of poisons later, in addition to the herbs I previously took, I’ll take whatever I want from this medicine room," Qin Feng unabashedly laid out his terms.
"Agreed."
Ji Wuque didn’t even think twice before he readily accepted.
Qin Feng, just a fellow from the Mortal Realm, wouldn’t be a match even if he were the most formidable Poison Master in the Spirit Realm when facing the Ji Family.
In poison duels, the Ji Family had never lost for thousands of years!
So, Ji Wuque was extremely confident that he couldn’t possibly lose to Qin Feng in a poison duel.
"Good! Then let’s make this agreement binding, with no reneging!" said Qin Feng.
"If I lose, you can pick any herbs here. If I win, then you and your wife must stay in Wuhuan Stockade and serve the Ji Family as slaves!" Ji Wuque laid out his conditions.
If he could keep Qin Feng and Xue Xiaochan, they would be like fish on the chopping block, completely at the mercy of Ji Wuque.
Afterward, whatever Ji Wuque wanted to do would be easily accomplished.
Qin Feng was well aware that Ji Wuque coveted his Heaven Yang Physique and also Xue Xiaochan’s Heaven Yin Physique.
However, he was certain that he would not lose to Ji Wuque.
So, Qin Feng nodded without hesitation and readily agreed, "Okay!"
"Before the poison duel, let’s set the rules, best two out of three rounds."
Ji Wuque suggested best two out of three for extra caution.
Although he was confident he could defeat Qin Feng, a previous small trial had made him suffer a minor setback.
Learn from a setback, grow wiser from the fall!
Never has the Ji Family lost a poison duel, but it isn’t always a sweeping victory. Sometimes, when faced with strong opponents, there were give and take.
However, the Ji Family always ended up winning in the end.
"The guest follows the host’s lead, that’s fine," Qin Feng agreed once again.
"Alright, let’s start the first round!"
"Okay," Qin Feng nodded, asking, "What are the rules for the first round?"
"For the first round, let’s keep it light. You can use any of the ingredients from this pharmacy.
You concoct a poison; I concoct a poison.
I will ingest the poison you concoct, and you will ingest the poison I concoct. Whoever rushes to the bathroom first loses," Xue Xiaochan proposed.
This proposition from Ji Wuque was somewhat unexpected to Qin Feng.
"Does it matter if it’s a big or small business?" Qin Feng asked.
"Yes."
"Okay!"
Both started to concoct their poisons.
The medicinal herbs in the Spirit Realm are completely different from those in the Mortal Realm, whether it is in appearance or efficacy, they are vastly different.
Therefore, Ji Wuque believed that Qin Feng definitely couldn’t concoct a poison that would send him to the bathroom.
After all, Ji Wuque was the heir to the Ji Family, immersed in various toxins since childhood. There wasn’t a single strange poison in the world that he dared not to pop into his mouth.
Even the Crane’s Crest Red from the Mortal Realm, he dared to consume it like arsenic.
After he ate it, nothing happened, not even a fart, let alone being poisoned to death.
Although Qin Feng was mere mortal, he still possessed the Heaven Yang Physique and had learned the "Xuanhuang Medical Classic."
Therefore, Ji Wuque didn’t dare to take him lightly.
Eight hundred years ago, another man with the surname Qin, named Qin XiaoBai, came to the Valley of Thousand Poisons and had a poison duel with Ji Zhongling here.
That time, Qin XiaoBai won one round but lost two, ending with a score of 1:2.
To play it safe, Ji Wuque directly replicated the formula from the round his father won during that poison duel.
In that round, Ji Zhongling actually won by a slim margin.
Because, when Qin XiaoBai ran to the bathroom, Ji Zhongling nearly soiled his pants.
Qin XiaoBai lost that round by less than a second.
Once the drugs were concocted, Ji Zhongling began to boil his in the medicine pot.
Over at Qin Feng’s side, his concoction was also ready.
Upon seeing the several herbs that Qin Feng had chosen, Ji Zhongling immediately burst into laughter.
This guy really doesn’t understand the medicine of the Spirit Realm, is he actually concocting based on a prescription from the Mortal Realm?
Moreover, he’s using a well-known, every traditional Chinese medicine practitioner knows, purgative prescription.
This purgative recipe is used to treat constipation.
It isn’t only Ji Wuque with his immunity to hundreds of poisons, but even a slightly stronger regular person would find Qin Feng’s dosage difficult to purge.
So, although they haven’t tried each other’s concoctions yet, Ji Wuque was already certain that he would surely win this round, and win it with ease.
Seeing Qin Feng pouring his concoction into the medicine pot and getting ready to boil it, Ji Wuque reminded him with a smug expression, "You’d better go back and concoct a new one, because your concoction will ensure my victory too easily, and might even make me feel like I’m bullying you, a bit too easy to triumph!"
