Chapter 321: Chapter 167: Antitoxic Pill
Fang Shuwen was taken aback. ’That direct?’
He thought for a moment and said,
"I don’t think there’s anything I particularly need. Oh, right, since you’re from Divine Pill Valley, do you have any Elixir Pills that work as an antidote?
"If you do, I’d like to buy some from you."
"You just want... antitoxic Elixir Pills?"
The woman in white pointed to the box Ou Zhicheng had thrown on the ground.
"That ’Ten Years of the Great Dream’ in there... you don’t want it?"
"I don’t."
Fang Shuwen shook his head.
"That thing is useless to me."
Elder Nong snorted.
"Miss, don’t believe his sweet talk. It’s an Elixir Pill that can increase one’s Cultivation and Martial Arts experience by ten years. Who in this world wouldn’t want that?"
Fang Shuwen shot the old man a look.
"With my level of Martial Arts, do you really think I’m lacking ten years of Cultivation?"
His words were blunt, but convincing.
Ou Zhicheng, in his desperation, had unleashed truly formidable Martial Arts.
But against Fang Shuwen, he hadn’t lasted a single round.
For a moment, Elder Nong was speechless.
The woman in white laughed again. When she didn’t smile, she was like a block of ice. When she did, it was as if a glacier had melted and spring had bloomed.
But Fang Shuwen had seen his fair share of beautiful women, so he wasn’t about to be captivated by a single smile.
His gaze remained perfectly clear.
The woman in white spoke.
"I have some Antitoxic Pills here. Take one beforehand, and you can ward off any poison in the world. Take one after, and it can cure any poison in the world.
"If you want them, I’ll give you a bottle."
"How many in a bottle?"
"Ten."
"Thank you!"
Fang Shuwen immediately clasped his fist in a salute.
"If that’s not enough, can I come back here later and buy more from you?"
"By the time you return, we’ll likely be gone."
The woman in white shook her head gently.
Fang Shuwen thought for a moment.
"That’s true. Since you’re from Divine Pill Valley and with what just happened here, you certainly won’t be staying long.
"In that case, could I buy some more from you now?"
"No."
The woman in white shook her head.
"Because I only have ten."
"...Fine, ten it is."
Fang Shuwen sighed.
"You don’t want the Elixir Pills that increase Inner Strength?"
the woman in white asked again.
Fang Shuwen shook his head.
"No, thank you. Last year, by a fortunate coincidence, I acquired one of your Divine Pill Valley’s Ten-Year Dust-Breaking Pills, and that’s more than enough for me.
"I don’t need these kinds of Elixir Pills myself.
"But thank you for your kind offer, Miss."
With the North Nether Divine Technique, the last thing Fang Shuwen lacked was Inner Strength.
"Mm."
The woman in white didn’t press further. She took a bottle of Elixir Pills from her sleeve and tossed it to Fang Shuwen.
Fang Shuwen caught it, uncorked the lid, and took a sniff. A fresh fragrance entered his nostrils, instantly clearing his mind and refreshing his spirits.
Regardless of the Elixir Pills’ effects, the scent alone proved they were no ordinary items.
Seeing this, the woman in white suddenly let out another laugh.
Fang Shuwen was puzzled.
"What are you laughing at?"
"If I had ill intentions, that action just now would have been enough to poison you."
the woman in white said softly.
"You saved me. This single bottle of Elixir Pills isn’t enough to express my gratitude.
"So... Elder Nong, prepare a brush, ink, paper, and an inkstone."
Elder Nong gave Fang Shuwen a pained glare, then stomped off with the lantern, grumbling under his breath.
"You’re not going to write an Elixir Recipe for me, are you?"
Fang Shuwen said hurriedly.
"An Elixir Recipe from Divine Pill Valley is too precious. Giving it to me would be like casting pearls before swine. Besides, I don’t even know Alchemy."
’With the time it would take to practice Alchemy, wouldn’t it be better to just take on a few more guard missions?’
"...The Elixir Recipes of Divine Pill Valley cannot be shared with outsiders. I can’t give you one."
The woman in white smiled again.
"However, I can see you’re quite wary of poisons. So I thought I would write down some methods for you on how to identify, avoid, and neutralize them.
"I imagine they will be very useful to you as you travel the Jianghu."
Fang Shuwen’s eyes lit up. This was indeed a significant benefit.
"In that case, I must thank you, Miss."
"You’re welcome."
The woman in white said with a light laugh,
"By the way, I have yet to ask for your name, sir."
"It’s nothing so grand. My name is Fang Shuwen."
"Fang... Shuwen? Shuwen..."
The woman in white repeated it softly twice, then broke into a smile.
"It’s a beautiful name."
"Your smile is beautiful too, Miss."
Fang Shuwen saw that she seemed to laugh a lot, and though his comment was a bit forward, he said it anyway.
Just as he expected, a slight blush rose on the woman’s face. Much of the lifeless stillness in her eyes faded, replaced by a hint of delight.
"Really?"
"I never lie."
"Elder Nong told me that if someone says they never lie, they must be a frequent liar."
"...Elder Nong was lying to you."
"Mm, I think so too."
Elder Nong, who had just returned with the brush, ink, paper, inkstone, and a solitary lantern, felt his world collapse when he heard this.
With a dark expression, he set up the writing materials for the woman in white, then stood to one side, watching Fang Shuwen warily.
In his eyes, it seemed this Fang Shuwen was far more dangerous than the likes of Ou Zhicheng, Wang Baisheng, or Cen the Ninth!
Fang Shuwen didn’t mind. In fact, the more cautious Elder Nong became, the more he wanted to get closer to the woman in white. There was no particular reason for it; he just had a strange urge to mess with the old man.
Seeing her pick up the brush to write, he offered a word of praise,
"Beautiful calligraphy."
This wasn’t just empty flattery; the young woman’s handwriting was genuinely beautiful.
The corners of the white-robed woman’s mouth curved up again. She quickly wrote down more than a dozen methods for identifying, avoiding, and neutralizing poisons on the paper and then handed it to Fang Shuwen.
"Brother Fang, this is for you."
"Thank you."
After taking it, Fang Shuwen glanced at her.
"Speaking of which, I still haven’t had the honor of asking your name, Miss?"
"If we have the chance to meet again, I’ll tell you then."