Ji Qing's face was the color of gold paper. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, yet his heart barely stirred.
For the past three days, Ji Qing had been circulating his internal energy every day to purge the poison.
Ji Qing knew his own body very well.
"Third Brother, I'll find more famous physicians. I'll definitely cure you!"
Lei Yu's tone was resolute as iron.
Ji Qing shook his head. "Big Sister, you've worked hard. I'm not sick—I've been poisoned. No matter how many famous physicians you find, it'll be useless. Besides, how many have we already seen over these past three days?"
Over the past three days, Lei Yu had searched out nearly every renowned physician around River City.
Unfortunately, none of them had helped.
As for all manner of detoxification methods, they had long since tried them, yet they still could not stop the poison from spreading.
Ouyang Bo, the "Poison Demon," had truly been formidable in his desperate final counterattack before death.
This strange poison was indeed beyond the reach of medicine and stone.
"Third Brother, come back to the sect with me. No matter how vicious a strange poison from the Jianghu may be, as long as a Grandmaster takes action and nourishes the body with Innate Qi before slowly extracting the poison, there is no poison that cannot be cured."
"A Grandmaster? How difficult would it be to ask a Grandmaster to detoxify me?"
Ji Qing shook his head.
Of course he knew that Grandmasters could cure poison.
A Grandmaster returned from the acquired to the innate, akin to shedding one's mortal body and exchanging one's bones, while Innate Qi was incomparably miraculous.
But to have a Grandmaster detoxify him?
Difficult!
Harder than ascending to heaven!
After all, it would require