Ouyang Changhe drew a deep breath, suppressing his churning blood, a look of surprise on his face.
Once Tu Shan's antidote pill reached his stomach, a thread of gentle medicinal power traveled through his meridians, suppressing most of the poison. Even the black haze over his shoulder faded somewhat.
This was poison carried by Myriad Poisons astral qi. By all rights, it should not have been so easy to dispel.
Xiao Beiluo also accepted an antidote pill from Tu Shan and swallowed it. At once, the astral qi that had been circulating sluggishly began to flow more freely.
"Thank you, Old Tu!" Both men thanked Tu Shan. They understood that he had likely refined these antidote pills specifically to deal with Tian Ming.
Tu Shan waved a hand, his expression calm, as though this little matter was not worth mentioning.
The four stood facing one another, none making the first move. Silence filled the cavern.
He Tianming's gaze swept over the three men. His eyes narrowed slightly in surprise.
Ouyang Changhe and Xiao Beiluo had both been poisoned by his astral qi, either directly or indirectly. Yet their breathing was steady, and their energy circulated naturally. They showed no signs of poisoning at all.
It was this old bastard!
He Tianming fixed his gaze on Tu Shan, murderous intent surging within him.
If anyone in Skycloud Prefecture possessed such ability, it was Tu Shan alone, aside from himself. Medicine and poison shared the same roots, and Tu Shan had immersed himself in this field for years. Though he could not possibly refine a pill that completely neutralized the poison, suppressing and easing its effects was no difficult task for him.
"Good. Very good!"
He Tianming suddenly laughed, his shoulders shaking.
"Old Tu, on that snowy night, I spared your life