"Make me beg you for the antidote and become your attendant? Not a chance!"
Old Immortal Nanhua gritted his teeth.
Who was he? An old monster who had been famous for years. In the field of poison detoxification, no one had ever surpassed him. He had always been everyone else's master, yet now he was supposed to submit to a youth barely in his twenties. He would rather die than admit it.
"Then I'm sorry."
Nie Yun folded his arms across his chest and looked at him lazily.
He did want to take this man as an attendant, but if the man refused, he would not force him.
"Just wait. I'll definitely cure your poison!"
Old Immortal Nanhua finally managed to stop coughing up blood. With a flip of his wrist, he took out a medicinal herb the size of a human head.
"Ten-thousand-year spiritual ganoderma? Looks like this guy is loaded."
Nie Yun sighed when he saw what the other man had taken out.
The medicine Old Immortal Nanhua had produced was a ten-thousand-year spiritual ganoderma. The price of that single herb alone was enough to make one gape. Even with Nie Yun's current wealth, he could not afford it.
Ganoderma of this level could bring the dead back to life and regrow flesh on bare bones, neutralizing all poisons. Old Immortal Nanhua had likely relied on this to dare propose such a contest.
However, he had still underestimated the power of the Main Dantian's energy.
To put it plainly, the Main Dantian's energy was not poison, but a Great Dao—a Great Dao that transcended the Heavenly Dao. It was nothing when it appeared within Nie Yun, but when it appeared in someone else, the oppression of the Heavenly Dao would make them unable to bear it.
**Pfft! Pfft!