Allure of a Country Maiden-Chapter 1218 - 1215_1

How could the two of them dare to speak at this moment! Their faces red, they said: "No more, we apologize. We misunderstood you."

They truly never expected these four people to be so formidable! No, formidable is not enough to describe it; they’re freaks! It’s genuinely inhuman what they can do! Where did these monsters come from?!

The pair still wanted to continue in the poison duel competition, so even though they’d had their faces beaten raw, they still reluctantly apologized.

As long as the green mountain remains, there will be wood to burn!

No matter how impressive these people were, if they were unwilling to join them, there was only one path for them - death!

Thinking like this, they felt a bit better about suffering humiliation for the time being.

...

The first round of competition had eliminated dozens of contestants, and the second round yet another dozens.

Next was the third round of the competition, with only fifty competitors remaining.

An elder exuding an aura of virtuous and immortal spirit held a tube filled with bamboo sticks, he stood before everyone: "Next is the third round of competition, the tests include making poison, testing poison, and making an antidote! Everyone draws a stick, with a number written on it. The one who drew the same number as you is your competitor.

You each make a poison for the other to detoxify. Whoever detoxifies it successfully wins! You have four hours to prepare the therapeutic poison and two hours to detoxify the poison."

"What if both are successful in detoxifying the other’s poison, who wins then?" Someone couldn’t help but ask.

"In such a situation, whoever concocted the more adept poison wins, or whoever can tell the exact amount used in the competitor’s poison recipe wins. Any more questions?" the elder glanced at Xiao’er and her group, asking.

Because four hours were neither too long nor too short, some people could only directly boil the toxic substances into medicinal soup, without enough time for further refinement, so it was rather easy to discern the winner.

"None."

"Then let the competition begin! Everyone, come up and draw! Also, Li Valley will provide the toxic substances for making the therapeutic poison. Everyone is allowed to choose freely from the pharmacy in Li Valley. After selection, someone will lead you to an independent alchemy room for making the poison. Now, line up to draw!"

In this society, everything requires a mentor, poison arts and medical skills alike. Without a mentor, nobody will lightly teach their skills for others to learn. Therefore, an independent room is necessary for making poison.

Xiao’er was relieved at these words, with an independent room, she could secretly enter her space and take care of her child.

The blue-clad and black-clad people rushed to draw first. Xiao’er purposefully queued behind them, waiting until they finished drawing before going herself.

When passing by Xiao’er and Xi’er, the two men glared at them before swiftly striding away.

Xiao’er gave them a profound smirk.

Xi’er thought: Glare all you want, I hope you pop your eyes out!

It was time for Xiao’er’s group to draw.

Everyone anxiously watched them, praying: Please don’t draw my number!

In their hearts, they invoked the names of all the Gods in heaven, pleading for their protection!

Probably moved by their sincerity, heaven showed mercy. Bai Tian, who could become invisible, was released by Xiao’er to check the numbers held by the blue and black-clad men, then to check which bamboo stick inside the tube bore the same numbers.

Xiao’er casually drew two bamboo sticks together.

The elder saw this and said, "You only need to draw one."

Xiao’er smiled slightly: "I’m drawing for someone else, is this okay?"

The virtuous and immortal spirit elder looked at Xiao’er: "As long as the other person doesn’t object."

Xiao’er handed the bamboo sticks to Xi’er, who took them, laughing: "I don’t object, no matter what I draw, the outcome will be the same."

With such a face full of confidence, as if she was the sure winner, she seemed so annoying!

...

Once everyone had completed their draws, the elder spoke again: "Okay, now everyone has their bamboo sticks. Look at the number on your stick and find your opponent according to the number! After confirming who your opponent is, you may start making poison!"

Xiao’er looked at the bamboo stick in her hand: twenty-three.

"Zhang Shan, what’s your number? Mine is twenty-three." Xiao’er slightly tilted her head, wanting to have a look at what the number on Shangguan Xuanyi’s bamboo stick is.

"Eighteen." As he spoke, Shangguan Xuanyi showed his bamboo stick to Xiao’er.

"What about you two?" Xiao’er purposefully asked Xi’er and Shangguan Xuanyao.

"Fourteen. May everything go as wished!" Xi’er looked at Xiao’er and laughed.

"Two." Shangguan Xuanyao said.

Because the performance of Xiao’er’s group was too good in the previous two rounds, everyone pricked their ears to listen to what number they’d drawn.

Some people heard the number that wasn’t theirs and heaved a huge sigh of relief!

For poison-lovers, Li Valley is a heaven. After joining the Li Clan, not only can one learn many poisons, but also be protected by the Clan. Moreover, Li Clan’s properties are throughout the continent. Having the help of the Li Clan is very convenient.

No one was willing to offend the Li Clan, because no one wanted to suddenly be poisoned to death!

The blue-clad and black-clad men looked at the bamboo stick in their hands, their faces turning grim!

One’s number twenty-three, the other’s fourteen!

What a terrible fate!

"The guy drew two sticks in one go, could it be that he knew our numbers and did it on purpose?" the blue-clad man couldn’t help but speculate.

"How could it? When we passed them, we carefully hid the numbers on our sticks. Besides, even if she saw the numbers on our sticks, can she know the numbers on the sticks inside the tube?" the man in black couldn’t help but deny.

"Damn, what kind of luck is this today!" said the blue-clad man with a dark face.

They were still thinking about getting the position of Elder in the Li Clan. If they were eliminated in this round, then they wouldn’t just lose their chance at the Elder position, but also their qualification to be a member of the Li Clan.

Wouldn’t their master kill them at this rate!

The man in black glanced at the number on his neighbour’s stick and couldn’t help saying: "Brother, I don’t like the number fourteen, why don’t we swap? Ten taels of silver!"

Hearing this, the other person gave him a disdainful look: "No swap!"

Did this guy think he was stupid? The number fourteen was drawn by one of the two most formidable players! Don’t think he didn’t hear!

Everyone was keenly paying attention to the numbers they drew!

"Twenty taels!" The black-clad man couldn’t help but raise his offer.