19: Chapter 19 Your elixirs are not even as good as my "yang energy"

“I am the antidote.”

The moment Su Yun uttered these words, the entire Han Po Hall instantly fell into a dead silence.

Everyone’s gazes were fixed on him as if they were looking at an idiot.

A Qi Refining Stage Disciple claiming to be the antidote?

Able to cure the ancient cold poison that even a seventh grade precious pellet could only suppress?

Is this kid crazy?

“Hahahahaha…”

After a brief silence, Mo Fan was the first to burst out laughing.

He laughed so hard that he was bent over, tears almost streaming down his face, as if he had heard the funniest joke of his life.

“Interesting, truly interesting.”

Mo Fan finally stopped laughing, looking at Su Yun with a playful look, like a cat toying with a mouse.

“Little brother, this Young Lord admits that you have successfully caught my attention. However, there’s a limit to bragging. You say you’re the antidote, but what do you base that on?”

“On your Qi Refining Stage cultivation? Or on your… presumptuous mouth?”

The Medicine King Valley Disciples behind Mo Fan also burst into laughter, looking at Su Yun with disdain and contempt.

Several Elders of the Mysterious Maiden Sect also shook their heads.

Only Lin Rou and Liu Yuqin stood behind Su Yun, looking composed, even with a hint of anticipation for a good show.

“Based on what?”

Facing the room full of ridicule, Su Yun showed no embarrassment; instead, the smile on his face grew brighter.

He ignored Mo Fan, turned around, and looked intently at the exquisite figure on the throne.

“Sect Master.”

Su Yun’s voice wasn’t loud, but it carried an inexplicable certainty.

“Others might not know about this Disciple’s Physique, but don’t you, Sect Master?”

“Since Young Master Mo boasts that his Medicinal Pill is unparalleled, why don’t you investigate again and see whether this Disciple’s Physique or the Pure Yang Qi in this Medicinal Pill is stronger?”

At these words, the Elders who were about to reprimand Su Yun were stunned.

Investigate again?

And ask the Sect Master if she knows?

Could it be that there’s something between this kid and the Sect Master…

On the throne, Leng Hanshuang’s pair of ice-blue Phoenix eyes rippled slightly. Of course, she knew what Su Yun was referring to.

Not long ago, this audacious Disciple had confessed the secret of his Nine Yang Extreme Dao Body to her.

For this, Liu Yuqin had even knelt and pleaded, suggesting that she take Su Yun as a “medicinal primer” to perform the “Yang extraction” healing method.

But she refused.

Because of Lin Aotian.

To guard the obsession in her heart, and not to betray the man who had Ascended and left.

Even enduring the bone-gnawing pain of the cold poison, she was unwilling to take that step.

But at this moment, looking at Su Yun’s confident eyes, a hint of doubt couldn’t help but rise in Leng Hanshuang’s heart.

Could his special Physique really be superior to the Medicine King Valley’s proud seventh grade precious pellet?

“Since that’s the case…”

Leng Hanshuang sighed inwardly. To bring an end to this farce.

And to verify whether her initial refusal was correct, she released a wisp of Divine Sense as requested, slowly probing towards Su Yun.

“Let this Sect Master see where your confidence comes from.”

However, the moment her Divine Sense touched Su Yun’s body.

Leng Hanshuang’s eternally unyielding icy face suddenly stiffened!

Boom!

Without any warning, an indescribable warm current, following that wisp of Divine Sense, instantly fed back into the depths of her Divine Soul.

It wasn’t ordinary heat, but a… profound comfort.

It was as if she were bathed in the warm sun of a winter afternoon, or soaking in the most gentle spiritual spring.

The Ice Jiao cold poison within her body, which had been gnawing at her Meridians like maggots and causing her unbearable pain.

The moment it sensed this aura, it actually recoiled in terror as if encountering a natural enemy, no longer daring to act presumptuously!

The pain receded.

In its place was a long-lost sense of ease and tranquility.

Leng Hanshuang’s pupils constricted slightly, and a storm raged in her heart.

How could it be… so strong?!

Although she had heard Su Yun confess before, she had only sensed it from afar and hadn't had such deep contact as now.

Compared now, the so-called “Nine Revolutions Burning Yang Pill” in Mo Fan’s hand, with its contained fire poison and dryness, was simply crude and inferior!

And the Pure Yang Qi in Su Yun’s body was vast, pure, and endlessly flowing, like a true blazing sun!

Just a touch of Divine Sense brought unprecedented comfort to her body, which had been tormented by the cold poison for several days.

That deep-seated comfort from her Soul made her develop a terrible craving; she didn't want to withdraw her Divine Sense, and even wanted to… take more.

“Is this… the Nine Yang Extreme Dao Body?”

Leng Hanshuang’s heart was in disarray.

The mental defenses she had built up due to her apprehension of Lin Aotian, at this moment, began to shake violently.

If she had him, she wouldn't have to endure such inhuman torment… her cultivation might even advance further…

Was Yuqin’s suggestion back then truly wrong?

To reject such an “antidote” right before her for a vague promise, did she… really make the right choice?

Leng Hanshuang bit her tongue sharply, using the pain to forcefully suppress the craving in her heart, and withdrew her Divine Sense.

But the look in her eyes as she gazed at Su Yun had completely changed.

Shock, complexity, and a hint of… wavering that even she found alarming.

“How is it, Sect Master?”

Su Yun took in Leng Hanshuang’s momentary daze and the fleeting blush on her cheeks, feeling greatly reassured.

It seemed his “medicinal effect” was even better than expected.

“Now, do you still believe that Young Master Mo’s Medicinal Pill deserves the title ‘Sacred Healing Medicine’?”

The entire hall was silent.

Everyone stared intently at Leng Hanshuang on the throne.

Mo Fan clenched the pill box in his hand, a premonition of ill omen rising in his heart.

After a long while, Leng Hanshuang took a deep breath. Her voice, though still cool, carried a hint more gentleness and… regret than before.

“Young Master Mo.”

She spoke slowly, her gaze not on Mo Fan, but subtly sweeping over Su Yun.

“Your Medicinal Pill is good, but indeed… it’s not as good as him.”

Upon hearing this, everyone was astonished!

Not as good as him?

The Sect Master personally admitted that a seventh grade precious pellet was inferior to a Qi Refining Stage Disciple?

Mo Fan’s face instantly turned pale, then flushed a liver-like purple, a sign of extreme humiliation and anger.

“Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!”

Mo Fan’s composure shattered. He pointed at Su Yun and roared.

“Fairy Leng Hanshuang, to reject me, you would fabricate such an absurd reason? What about this kid is better than my precious pellet?”

Leng Hanshuang did not explain.

That comfort and compatibility from the depths of her Soul were not to be spoken of to outsiders.

She merely waved her sleeve lightly, her tone regaining its usual majesty, and issued an eviction notice.

“This Sect Master is tired. Young Master Mo, please leave.”

Rejected.

Rejected again.

But this time, Mo Fan could feel that Leng Hanshuang’s refusal was not entirely an excuse.

That kid named Lin Chen had truly become a formidable obstacle!

“Good, very good!”

Mo Fan was furious, his face twisted in rage.

“Since Fairy prefers to believe a good-for-nothing than accept my good intentions, then I hope Fairy won’t regret it later! I want to see if this kid can suppress your cold poison!”

“If anything goes wrong, who will bear the responsibility?!”

Mo Fan’s voice was sinister as he attempted a final struggle.

However, before Leng Hanshuang could speak, a lazy yet possessive voice came from behind Su Yun.

“My man, I’ll take responsibility for him. Young Master Mo doesn’t need to worry.”

Lin Rou stepped forward slowly, naturally hooking her arm through Su Yun’s, pulling him closer into her embrace, and looked at Mo Fan defiantly.

“If he suffers even the slightest mishap, I, Lin Rou, and even the entire Lin Family, will make the Medicine King Valley… pay the price!”

Boom!

The entire hall was once again in an uproar.

My man?

Elder Lin Rou actually publicly admitted that this Lin Chen was her man?!

What kind of bewitching potion did Su Yun give her?

This… this is too explosive!

Mo Fan was so enraged that he trembled all over, pointing at Lin Rou and Su Yun, stammering for a long time, unable to utter a single word.

He felt like he had come here today only to be humiliated.

Su Yun, meanwhile, leaned into Lin Rou’s soft embrace with an expression of enjoyment, even shamelessly rubbing against her arm.

Eating soft rice, but making it look tough!

This feeling was simply too wonderful!

He looked at the exasperated Pill Fanatic opposite him, a hint of pity flashing in his eyes.

Brother, want to contend with me?

You’re still too green.

Your Medicinal Pills are trash, but my Yang Qi, that’s the real treasure!