Chapter 51: Fifty-one Immunity to Hundred Poisons
Yin Huan, who remained in the hall, swept his gaze over Yun Xiao’s face, his thoughts unknown, while Fu Du had been away for most of the day, not returning until the evening.
When Fu Du returned to the hall, a trace of indignation seemed to color his face. As soon as he entered, he burst out angrily, "Those old fogeys from the Medical Pulse, they’ve become more and more arrogant, they infuriate me immensely!"
"Teacher, what happened?" Lost in thought, Yin Huan was startled by Fu Du’s angry shout and quickly asked with caution.
Still on the verge of anger, Fu Du took a few deep breaths after hearing his disciple’s inquiry before he said, "In this selection of Outer Disciples for the Jade Pot Sect, there were two very promising candidates, yet those old codgers devised a trial involving the search for Medical Pulse herbs. It’s clear they want to pull them into the Medical Pulse lineage!"
It turned out that the meeting Fu Du had attended was about the selection of Outer Disciples for the Jade Pot Sect, and among those who were chosen, he found two candidates who could potentially become Poison Vein Masters. Of course, he intended to recruit them into the Poison Vein lineage.
Although the talents of Outer Disciples did not seem high, which Inner Sect Disciple in the current Jade Pot Sect did not come from the Outer Disciple ranks? With the foresight to prepare for a rainy day, Fu Du understood this all too well.
But after much deliberation, what was decided was a trial involving the search for Medical Pulse herbs. Fu Du understood that this meant the two promising candidates had likely caught the eye of the Medical Pulse lineage led by the Great Elder.
The so-called Medical Pulse herbs referred to medicinal herbs used for healing, or for refining elixirs to treat illnesses—entirely different from poisonous herbs used for killing. It seemed the Medical Pulse faction had gained the upper hand in this meeting.
This was the reason for Fu Du’s unpleasant mood, but as his words fell and he turned his head to see the rough-clothed youth still faintly breathing, his rage diminished somewhat.
"This lad..."