Chapter 100
With his clavicle pierced and his body pinned to the stone wall, Suhmyeon Horui wet himself at the sight of Kwak Yeon approaching.
“H-how... Are you immune to all poisons or something?”
Whether it was a question born of sheer terror or a lifetime habit of suspicion, the doubt spilled from Suhmyeon Horui’s mouth almost involuntarily.
“I haven’t experienced all ten thousand poisons, so I can’t say for sure. But I’m definitely immune to yours.”
Kwak Yeon had deliberately ingested the Mountain Bell Toxin that lingered in the courtesan’s embrace.
It had been a precaution for a situation like this—but he had also been curious about the limits of what his cultivation could withstand.
“In the martial world, poison is what you must be most wary of. Especially for a master of internal qi like you, Do-in Kwak. Mountain Bell Toxin is the deadliest. And since it’s technically not classified as a poison, even those of the Orthodox sects permit its use. They justify it by blaming the victim for not being cautious enough—utter nonsense, if you ask me. In any case, you’ll always be treated like a fool if you fall for it. Never drink tea or wine from anyone you don’t trust.”
Those were the words the Cheongyang Swordsman, Hong Su-cheon, had repeated over and over before parting ways with him on a mountain trail.
To Kwak Yeon, who had reached the Fire Meridian Stage, the Mountain Bell Toxin had absolutely no effect.
His internal qi had instantly reacted, burning it away completely.
He had heard that poisons were useless against high-level experts, but now that he had experienced it for himself, his gratitude for Daoist Master Unseon—who had guided him to this stage—only deepened.
Thanks to that, Kwak Yeon had been able to drink the tea brought by the butcher without hesitation.