Upon hearing this, Fang Wenping's muscles immediately tensed all over, then slowly relaxed.
Without even turning his head, he asked in a low voice, "May I ask how to address you, Senior?"
"Trying to stall for time?" The person behind him let out a low, rasping chuckle. "What a coincidence, so am I. Let's see whether my poison is more potent or your detoxification skills are better."
Fang Wenping froze for a moment, then actually laughed. "Then may I ask, Senior, what is this poison called? At least let me die knowing."
"Young man, I rather admire your courage," the person behind him said slowly. "The poison is called Orchid Dream... understand now?"
Fang Wenping's knees gave way, and he dropped straight to his knees. "Senior, you have made a mistake. I have never offended the Red Phoenix Sect."
The martial cultivators and immortal cultivators of this world were all quite proud. They would rather die standing than live kneeling.
But Fang Wenping felt terribly wronged, because he knew very well that Orchid Dream was a Red Phoenix Sect poison, an incredibly tyrannical Fire Poison. Its name was also a homophone for "Blue Dream"—blue flames were far more terrifying than red ones.
After being poisoned, one could hold out for a while without circulating qi and cultivating. But once one began circulating qi, death would come as quickly as one wished.
What was even worse was that, apart from the Red Phoenix Sect itself, nobody had an antidote. Only the Yin Sha Sect could provide a somewhat ineffective antidote, and it was outrageously expensive. As for other major powers, at most they possessed medicines that could prevent it. Once Orchid Dream entered the body, there was no saving the victim.
This poison was terrifying, but also very rare. Under normal