How to Turn the Tables on Medicine Elder with a Flying Dou Technique: Senior, Do You Have Time Now?

Medicine Elder looked puzzled. "A special constitution? What kind of constitution does this young lady have, that she can't even absorb the Foundation-Building Elixir I refined?"

Xiao Yi Xian's expression shifted. She knew nothing about the black-robed elder, but the thought of her secret being exposed filled her with instinctive fear. She reached out and tugged at An Yi's sleeve.

An Yi gently patted the back of her hand and gave her a reassuring look.

He said nothing.

Instead, he slowly raised his right hand.

Hum—

His Gengjin Dou Qi surged into motion.

Using his finger as a brush, An Yi projected his Dou Qi and traced four small characters through the air in bold, sweeping strokes. They glowed pale gold as they hovered before Medicine Elder.

Disaster Poison Body.

The moment Medicine Elder saw those words, his pupils contracted beneath his black robe. "This... she actually has that constitution?!"

An Yi waved the glowing words away. Watching Medicine Elder's stunned reaction, he asked evenly, "You're well traveled, sir. So you do know of this constitution?"

Medicine Elder drew a deep breath and suppressed his shock. "As an alchemist, of course I've heard of it."

He looked at Xiao Yi Xian with a complicated expression. "I never expected to encounter someone with this poison body in a remote place like Wutan City. Judging by her condition... it has already awakened?"

"Yes." An Yi nodded.

Medicine Elder let out a long sigh, regret in his voice. "Then she's in trouble. This poison body lets her cultivation advance a thousand miles a day, but as the toxins continue to accumulate, they'll eventually devour her from within. The backlash will kill her, and no medicine can save her."

"Since you know so much," An Yi said, watching him closely, "do you know any way to stop its eruption, or at least suppress it?"

Medicine Elder fell silent for a moment.

If anyone else had asked, he might have simply said no. But for that Fragmented Map of the Purifying Lotus Demon Flame, he had to offer something of substance.

"A way... does exist."

Medicine Elder spoke slowly. "I've collected a few unorthodox methods for suppressing the poison body. They're extraordinarily difficult, though, and the requirements are exacting. It depends on whether you have what it takes to gather everything they call for."

"What methods? Please, tell me." An Yi pressed him.

Medicine Elder seized the chance to name his price. "I can give you the solution, but in exchange, that Fragmented Map becomes mine. What do you say?"

An Yi did not agree at once. "Sir, that's not how a deal works. You only decided to buy my Fragmented Map after you'd seen it."

"I should get to inspect this 'solution' of yours first, shouldn't I? What if you try to fob me off with some worthless quack remedy? I'd be the one left holding the bag."

His cautious merchant's instincts amused Medicine Elder. "You're a sly one, boy. Very well. That's only fair."

With a turn of his wrist, Medicine Elder took an old, unadorned scroll from his Storage Ring and tossed it to An Yi.

"I came across this scroll by chance years ago. It contains a detailed account of the poison body's secrets."

"It records several theoretical ways to suppress the toxins," Medicine Elder explained. "More importantly, it includes the Poison Pill Method—a practical way to bring the poison body completely under control!"

"But I'll warn you now: mastering the Poison Pill Method is as hard as climbing to the heavens."

An Yi caught the scroll, unfurled it, and skimmed through it.

Its contents were indeed thorough. It even laid out every step for forming the poison pill.

But just as Medicine Elder had said, every method of suppression, including the Poison Pill Method, hinged on one thing—Heavenly Flames!

The Disaster Poison Body was, in essence, a cursed constitution that absorbed toxins without limit but could not control them.

Once the toxins within its bearer reached a critical point, they would erupt.

The root of that loss of control was simple: the body served as a vessel, but it was too frail to hold down ten thousand poisons. The toxins would pool and strike the heart, turning on their host!

Among the five elements of heaven and earth, deadly poisons often belonged to Yin Wood or Defiled Earth, bearing potent qualities of rot, decay, and darkness.

Only a treasure of heaven and earth as violently powerful, unyielding, and radiant as Heavenly Flames could use absolute heat and destructive force to burn away, refine, and suppress the toxins accumulated within the body!

After reading the scroll, An Yi narrowed his eyes.

So it takes a force of utter destruction, unyielding and radiant, to suppress those dark, foul toxins...

He began turning the idea over in his mind.

If suppressing the poison body comes down to breaking the intricate with brute force, to overcoming the rot of sinister poison with sheer ferocity...

Then what about the White Tiger Bloodline inside me?

As An Yi rubbed his chin, wondering whether the domineering White Tiger Bloodline within him could forcibly suppress the Disaster Poison Body, the door to the VIP waiting room was gently pushed open.

Ya Fei stepped inside. She had just finished wrapping up the auction, and though her steps showed a trace of weariness, she was as alluring as ever.

The moment she entered, she saw a tall young man in white, wearing a silver mask, seated on the sofa. Beside him sat an ethereal young woman in a white dress.

Ya Fei frowned slightly, a flicker of confusion in her eyes. An attendant waiting outside hurried forward and reported in a low voice, "Lady Ya Fei, this gentleman says he arranged to meet you in advance."

"To meet me?"

Ya Fei's eyelid twitched.

As the chief auctioneer of the Mittel Auction House, she dealt every day with more would-be suitors than she could count, all inventing excuses to get close to her.

She assumed this was another young lord who fancied himself irresistible and was about to put on her professional smile to brush him off.

But when she drew closer, her gaze fell on his striking silver-white hair and the clear blue eyes behind his mask, glinting with amusement...

The professional smile froze on Ya Fei's face.

An Yi leaned back on the sofa and waved to her. His voice held a familiar lazy note beneath the mask. "Sister Ya Fei, long time no see."

At his infuriating tone, Ya Fei drew a deep breath and forced down the turmoil inside her. Looking rather ill at ease, she lowered her voice. "You... you little menace. Why have you come back to Wutan City?"

"Just passing through. Thought I'd drop by and see you." An Yi shrugged. "I'm not getting in the way of business, am I?"

Ya Fei glared at him and said through gritted teeth, "Of course not! But I have an important guest to entertain right now. Go wait for me in my courtyard out back, and don't wander around here!"

"Got it."

An Yi nodded and rose.

He put the scroll into his Storage Ring, then turned toward Medicine Elder beneath the black robe and snapped his fingers.

"Sir, we have a deal."

"There are a few technical terms about alchemy and poisons in this scroll that a layman like me doesn't quite understand. I'd like to ask you about them in private. Senior... do you have time?"

Medicine Elder placed the Fragmented Map of the Purifying Lotus Demon Flame into his Storage Ring, then replied coldly with two words:

"No time."

An Yi raised an eyebrow and flipped his wrist.

Swish.

A black scroll giving off a strange pulse of energy appeared in his palm.

"Ah, what a shame."

An Yi toyed idly with the scroll as he spoke in an utterly casual tone.

"To be honest, this is called Wings of the Eagle. It's a rare Flying Dou Technique. Once mastered, it lets even cultivators below the Dou Wang realm grow wings ahead of time and soar through the skies."

An Yi paused. Through his mask, he looked at the black-robed figure opposite him, amusement glinting in his eyes.

"Senior, do you have time now?"

For a moment, the waiting room fell deathly silent.

Then an aged voice emerged from beneath the black robe, unable to hide its amusement.

"Heh... since you're so eager to learn, naturally I do."

To Xiao Yan, who had yet to become a Dou Zhe, a Flying Dou Technique was an irresistible marvel!

Naturally, Medicine Elder had to find a way to get it for him.