Three Worms Seven Flowers Pill

"Do you have some misunderstanding about your own status? If Lingyu Palace had not kindly taken you in back then, how could there be a Pharmacist Zhao today? You would have died by the roadside long ago, your bones rotted away until not even dregs remained."

The visitor wore the clothes of a Qingyuan Sect Steward Disciple. These were Steward Disciples Qingyuan Sect had recruited within Taiyu City to handle various miscellaneous tasks for the sect.

Even after layer upon layer of selection, there were still moles planted by other factions among these Steward Disciples.

The man before him was one of them.

"Steward Qian, this disciple has never forgotten the sect's grace. It is only that you also know this disciple's current circumstances. These past few days, I have sensed someone watching me in secret. If I am discovered at this time, it may ruin the Sect Master's plans."

Zhao Qiyang hurriedly said.

He was a mole Lingyu Palace had sent into Qingyuan Sect. When he had left Lingyu Palace, a special slow-acting poison, the Three Worms Seven Flowers Pill, had been planted in his body. Only Lingyu Palace's special antidote could stop the Three Worms Seven Flowers Pill from spreading.

The three worms and seven flowers used in concocting this poison could differ, and the antidote made from them would likewise differ. There were more than a thousand possible formulas in total. Thus, to detoxify it, one had to know which three worms and seven flowers had been ingested. The difficulty could well be imagined.

Someone specially delivered antidotes to these moles every month. This method was meant to prevent them from betraying Lingyu Palace.

"Ruining the plan? What a joke. Your own blood brother, Zhao Ziqing, personally handed Qingyuan Sect an undercover line within the sect. If he had not been so greedy for glory and acted on his own, how could the undercover line we painstakingly cultivated have been discovered by Qingyuan Sect?"

"Your blood brother was a sinner of Lingyu Palace. He deserved to die. As his blood brother, you should atone for his recklessness and make up for Lingyu Palace's losses."

"Instead of targeting that Yang Chan and bringing trouble upon yourself."

As an external refinement expert of Lingyu Palace, Qian Tu was specifically responsible for the moles hidden within Qingyuan Sect.

His trip here was not only to assign a new mission, but also to give Zhao Qiyang a warning.

As a mole within Qingyuan Sect, Zhao Qiyang needed to keep a low profile. He was not to follow in his younger brother's footsteps and affect Lingyu Palace's grand plan.

"This disciple understands."

Zhao Qiyang hurriedly replied.

"The sect has sent a new mission. Investigate the itinerary of Lu Zhenghai of Qingyuan Sect. This man has just arrived in Taiyu City and may be targeting Lingyu Palace. If you uncover his itinerary, you can also make up for Zhao Ziqing's crimes."

Qian Tu glanced at Zhao Qiyang as he assigned the new mission.

"Before coming here, I specifically checked. There is no longer anyone monitoring you. You should be safe for the time being. Once you complete this mission, next month's antidote and cultivation resources will both be doubled."

"As for Yang Chan, the newly promoted pharmacist you wish to deal with, the sect will also find an opportunity to act. His life will be used to avenge those sect disciples who were exposed."

After giving him a warning, Qian Tu promised many benefits, all things Zhao Qiyang needed most and wished to do most. This was to keep him steady.

Zhao Qiyang was a pharmacist within Qingyuan Sect, far more useful than the others, so they naturally would not abandon him lightly.

Qian Tu was extremely practiced at this sort of thing—delivering a slap, then offering a sweet date. Clearly, he did it often.

The treatment of disciples working undercover in Qingyuan Sect naturally differed from that of others. Once they completed their missions, they would be given certain rewards, allowing these undercover disciples to continue holding on.

"Thank you, Steward Qian. This disciple will not disappoint the sect's hopes. Tomorrow, this disciple will investigate Lu Zhenghai's itinerary. Then the sect can set an ambush and eliminate a future threat."

After learning that no one from Qingyuan Sect was monitoring him anymore, Zhao Qiyang felt somewhat relieved. At least for now, he was safe.

Though he wanted to kill Yang Chan, he hated Qingyuan Sect even more. If he could cause one of Qingyuan Sect's Internal Refinement Grandmasters to die, he would naturally be more than willing.

Within every sect, experts at the level of Internal Refinement Grandmasters were a form of foundation. The death of even one would pain them for a long time. Given a chance to deal with such a person, Zhao Qiyang naturally would not let it pass.

"Good. Once you obtain the information, send it back to me using the same method as before."

Qian Tu nodded in satisfaction.

Although Zhao Qiyang's targeting of Yang Chan had displeased him greatly—otherwise, he would not have waited so long to come assign Zhao Qiyang a mission—Zhao Qiyang's attitude toward Qingyuan Sect had never changed. He still hated it deeply.

That was very good. These moles had to be observed at all times. If any trace of betrayal was found, they had to be thoroughly eliminated, leaving no future trouble.

Controlling them with poison was useful, but it was not always effective. Some methods could make a person wish for death rather than life; unable to endure any longer, they would betray the sect.

When that happened, they had to be killed in advance.

Zhao Ziqing had been such a case before. They had arranged for someone to kill him, but within Qingyuan Sect's Law Enforcement Hall, those methods had not only failed, but cost them quite a few people. The aftermath implicated even more, and all the undercover lines lurking within Qingyuan Sect were uprooted.

Such a grave mistake only needed to happen once. If he discovered that Zhao Qiyang was at risk of being exposed, or showed any sign of betraying Lingyu Palace, he would personally send Zhao Qiyang on his way, so that another Zhao Ziqing would not appear.

After all, the two were blood brothers. It was entirely possible for them to commit the same foolish act.

But for now, Zhao Qiyang's performance was acceptable.

Qian Tu left quickly, not lingering in Zhao Qiyang's room for long.

This guy really does have a problem.

Yang Chan watched the back of the man called Steward Qian as he departed, suddenly understanding.

This was more or less what he had expected. It was connected to the incident involving Zhao Ziqing and the others last time.

He had always treated others kindly. Anyone who was inexplicably at odds with him indeed had a problem.

He had no problem. If there was a problem, it had to be someone else.

I wonder who this Steward Qian is?

After merely catching a glimpse of the man's back, Yang Chan did not look any more closely, though he had remembered the man's voice.

The reason he had not looked longer was to avoid the possibility that this man possessed keen spiritual perception. If one stared at someone with keen spiritual perception, they would sense it and expose his whereabouts.

Just like him—when Zhao Qiyang watched him from behind, he could sense it. Though this was more an ability brought by the Tai Chi Health Cultivation Technique, allowing him to perceive danger.

This Steward Qian's strength was likely not weak. If the man discovered him, he would be in some danger. Though he had prepared an escape route, Yang Chan still did not wish to take risks.

In any case, he had found the problem. He could simply report it to the elders and the like. Why risk himself?

Though he had not clearly seen Steward Qian's appearance, he had already remembered his build and voice. The man was also wearing the clothes of a Qingyuan Sect Steward Disciple. He only needed to find a suitable opportunity to confirm it. Why risk being discovered now, when it would bring him little benefit?