Transmigration with Cheat Codes Chapter 44.2: Exchange of Skills (Part 2)

The "Release Stagnation Method" heavily relied on true qi, allowing the aggregation of minute toxins from a large quantity of substances.

Meng Jintang held the bowl containing the poisoned blood in her hands, infused it with inner energy, and watched as the liquid inside slowly began to swirl.

The first time Meng Jintang used the "Release Stagnation Method," she couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

If her memory served her right, wasn't this essentially centrifugal separation? Did physics really apply to this world? When martial artists were soaring through the air with their qinggong, did they ever consider the feelings of gravity?

Zuo Lingqiu did not participate in the competition but was willing to offer his personal opinion, "It looks like a mixed-element poison, which is why it's not so easily detectable."

Meng Jintang nodded. If she hadn't guessed the apprentice's murderous intent and treated the person, thinking that Chang Jiuhui was already poisoned, she might have treated the slight anomaly shown by the apprentice as a common health issue.

After all, Chang Jiuhui was a renowned physician, and the presence of medicine in his meridians and blood might not have seemed unusual.

Chang Jiuhui said, "If I had continued to ignore it, the poison would have gradually invaded my organs and then erupted all at once."

Pausing for a moment, he continued, "In that case, regardless of the outcome of the competition, the ownership of this manual should belong to the young lady."

Meng Jintang leaned back in her chair and smiled, saying, "Thank you, Mr Chang."

She used a silver needle to pick out the precipitated poison and placed it on a white porcelain plate. In the candlelight, the darkened blood revealed a subtle, almost imperceptible, darker spot.

Zuo Lingqiu observed Meng Jintang's technique and confirmed that this young lady was highly skilled in the field of medicine.

Despite her young age, not only was she highly skilled in martial arts, but her medical expertise was also remarkable. It seemed that being appointed as the current sect leader at such a young age was not solely due to her familial ties.

Meng Jintang said, "Although it's a bit troublesome to extract, I can use internal energy to force out the toxins."

Chang Jiuhhui, upon hearing this, wore a professional expression of "your approach lacks medical expertise."

Zuo Lingqiu said, "If we can't find an antidote, I'm willing to help Master Chang force out the toxin."

He said this out of goodwill. After all, forcing out toxins with internal energy was quite demanding, and a slight mistake might lead to damage in cultivation. Even without damage, the recovery rate of internal energy after consumption was a significant concern.

Meng Jintang's first reaction might make it seem easy, mainly because she was accustomed to forcing out toxins as a routine throughout twelve hours a day.

Moreover, she practiced the orthodox Taoist technique, "Mysterious Void Technique," which provided strong stability in operations.

Meng Jintang thought for a moment and said, "We can also try the method of using toxins against toxins."

Chang Jiuhui looked at her and said, "Young lady, tell me honestly, are you from the Green Moth Palace in the Butterfly Valley?"

In the martial arts world, people from the Green Moth Palace in the Butterfly Valley are known for their expertise in medical arts, particularly the method of using poison in their healing practices.

Meng Jintang smiled, "In Yezhou, there are many mountains, poisonous creatures, and miasma. Local sects inevitably possess some knowledge of using poison for healing and detoxification."

In the presence of others, although she could use a concealing action like "retrieving from her sleeve" to discreetly take out items from her portable pouch, Meng Jintang had already taken out a bottle of corpse powder earlier.

Taking out another pile of things might make people suspect whether her sleeves had some unconventional and non-martial unique design. She excused herself, saying the needed items were in the box, and went into the inner room to retrieve some medicinal ingredients.

“……”

Seeing the array of porcelain and jade bottles placed on the table, even someone as knowledgeable as Chang Jiuhui was momentarily rendered speechless.

Beside him, Manager Wan didn't understand the meaning and asked his martial uncle for an explanation. Zuo Lingqiu remained silent for a while before listing, "Fresh snake venom, snake gallbladder, white arsenic, Golden Centipede Pills, Baisun Pills..."

They were all poisons/medicines and raw materials for making poisons/medicines.

Wan Wangde was speechless.

Wan Wangde asked, “May I inquire, Brother Chen, besides selling ordinary medicines, does your Hanshan Sect have any other sources of income?”

Before Brother Chen could respond, Sect Leader Meng intercepted the conversation, expressing concern, "Rest assured, Manager Wan. I'm quite skilled in detoxification. After preparing the antidote, I will be by his side to oversee. Even if the treatment fails, I won't let the poisonous gas invade his arteries."

Wan Wangde remained silent.

What did it mean to be quite skilled at detoxification? She shouldn’t have many chances to practice in normal circumstances. Perhaps she would often poison the innocent passersby?

Wan Wangde struggled for a moment, realizing that since he had lured Chang Jiuhui here himself, he couldn't just let go halfway. He said, "Considering Mr. Chang's age..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was glared at, not by Meng Jintang, but by Chang Jiuhui, who was observing from the sidelines.

Meng Jintang chuckled and said, "Dr. Chang is what they call growing stronger with age."

Wan Wangde replied, "...I apologize for my impoliteness."

Chang Jiuhui's approach to treatment was actually somewhat different from Meng Jintang's. He followed the path of detoxification, preparing a bowl of antidote to dispel toxins for himself.

Zuo Lingqiu interrupted, "Since the two of you have different opinions—"

Chang Jiuhui waved his hand, "No need to mention my age. Since our opinions differ, let's go with the young lady's approach for now."

Wan Wangde urged with concern, "...Please make sure you've thought it through carefully."

In matters of his expertise, Chang Jiuhui, driven by a vigorous spirit of adventure, disregarded Wan Wangde's persuasion. He directly took the "Soup of Evil" crafted by Meng Jintang, lifting it to his lips and draining it in one gulp.

"Soup of Evil" wasn't a standard medicinal concoction; it was a detoxification potion devised by Meng Jintang based on her personal knowledge. The main ingredients were extracted from poisonous snakes.

Despite the inherent toxicity, judging from her understanding, the effectiveness of using poison against poison was quite strong.

For instance, the potent miasma in Hanshan could be dispelled by consuming snake gall. Therefore, she carefully added some complementary herbs, presenting her response to this challenge.

The medicinal taste of the "Soup of Evil" was extremely intense, accompanied by a noticeable fishy odor. A short while after Chang Jiuhui consumed it, his complexion gradually shifted from pale to red. Subsequently, he opened his mouth and expelled a mouthful of blood.

In the fleeting moment of witnessing this scene, Wan Wangde, the only person among them with limited medical expertise, subconsciously thought that Chang Jiuhui was nauseated by the taste of the medicinal soup.

Chang Jiuhui vomited blood in small, successive mouthfuls. Chen Shen, anticipating the situation, promptly brought over a small water basin and placed it in front of him to catch the expelled blood.

Wan Wangde remarked, "...Brother Chen, you truly are an attentive individual."

‘Receiving blood is quite normal, but what’s the meaning behind using a water basin? If he ends up filling the entire basin with blood, then your Sect Master's foresight in bringing the corpse powder would be quite prescient…’

Wan Wangde had already made up his mind. If Dr. Chang could overcome this crisis, he would use his authority to search for some miraculous elixirs in the Tower of a Thousand Treasures to help him recuperate.

After Chang Jiuhui vomited a teacup's worth of blood, his blood finally transitioned from the initial pitch-black color to a normal blood-red.

Meng Jintang always found the various settings in the martial arts world quite miraculous. Despite the toxins being expelled from the bloodstream, they would make a detour through the digestive system, seemingly detoxifying along the way.

Those in the know understood it was a detoxification process, while those unaware might think it was a gastrointestinal ulcer.

Zuo Lingqiu breathed a sigh of relief, choosing to overlook the elderly gentleman's self-poisoning act, a bit sympathetic to his self-imposed standards as a member of a prestigious sect. "Congratulations, Mr. Chang. Take a few days to recuperate, and you should be fine."

[System: Successfully defeated the advanced physician Chang Jiuhui. Gained 1000 experience points and 5 points of sect reputation.]

Meng Jintang inquired carefully with Wan Wangde. Before coming here, the apprentice's every move seemed to have sparked suspicion.

Finally nodding, she remarked, "It seems that when Master Zuo mentioned me, he casually remarked on why a seriously ill person seemed so carefree, arousing the other party's suspicion."

Wan Wangde carefully pondered, and then it dawned on him. The saying "a guilty conscience needs no accuser" applied here. The apprentice, upon hearing that statement, didn't consider it from a medical perspective.

Instead, he suspected that Meng Jintang, who was seemingly enduring illness to attend the commemoration for the old master of Nanjia Fort, might have ulterior motives. Due to his own dishonest nature, he incited Chang Jiuhui to come and investigate.

Meng Jintang sighed, "People in the martial world tend to harbor excessive suspicions."

It was precisely because the apprentice was overly suspicious that, upon discovering the bowl being shattered by a silver needle, he instantly revealed his exceptional skills.

Otherwise, he would have put on a more convincing act of weakness and innocence, charming the others to ascertain his identity.

Wan Wangde was speechless.

‘This girl is quite audacious to speak about others like that.’

However, he now understood why his family had earnestly advised him before leaving. In the presence of friends from the martial world, one must be careful with words and mindful of etiquette.

It wasn't just about avoiding offense; encountering someone with a personality similar to this girl, a single wrong phrase could lead to a confrontation.