Chapter 255: Testing Poison on Herself

The conversation between Divine Doctor Xue and Lin Chen was becoming a strangely animated exchange—an old man and a child chatting away like old friends.

But Bian Suwen’s expression was heavy with worry. She finally spoke up, cutting through their back-and-forth. “Let’s focus on what matters first. You can talk as much as you like once this crisis is handled.”

“You’re right, Senior,” Doctor Xue said hastily.

Lin Chen also nodded and zipped his mouth shut.

“This way,” Bian Suwen said, leading Divine Doctor Xue to an isolated ICU room.

Wang Haoran and the others followed. As they approached the door, Lin Chen looked up at Bian Suwen. “Third Sister, can I come in and take a look too?”

Though still young, Lin Chen had indeed acquired a measure of medical knowledge through the Prodigy System.

Bian Suwen considered it for a moment, then gave a nod.

Wang Haoran didn’t object either. Lin Chen’s medical skills had most likely been exchanged through the system, but his available points were limited—especially since Wang Haoran kept interrupting his opportunities to show off. With so few points, there was no way he could afford top-tier skills like Grandmaster-level Healing Arts.

If Lin Chen really were that capable, he would’ve long since made a show of detoxifying the victims himself instead of jumping through hoops to rescue Doctor Xue. That alone confirmed how limited he really was.

So Wang Haoran watched him walk in without the slightest concern.

Inside the ICU, Bian Suwen had already examined the three poisoned girls earlier. There was no point in her doing it again. Lin Chen, however, did his own check and soon fell silent.

He couldn’t solve it.

Divine Doctor Xue bent over for an inspection, but as he examined the victims, his expression quickly darkened. He turned to Bian Suwen, his voice low. “It’s just as I feared.”

Bian Suwen nodded gravely. “Last night, Shao Wanwan from the Poison Sect formally challenged me.”

“That Shao Wanwan—is she insane?! She actually dared to use one of the Poison Sect’s forbidden poison?!” Doctor Xue’s face twisted with alarm.

“The forbidden poison you mean is…” Bian Suwen recalled something she’d once read in the medical texts of the Immortal Doctor Valley.

Doctor Xue’s face was grim. “Yes. ‘Blood Prison of the Poisoned Feather.’ If it erupts, the victim’s body explodes, turning their blood into toxic mist that spreads for ten kilometers. Anything that breathes it in—human or beast—will be infected by the same poison.”

“But it doesn’t stop there. Secondary infections become more potent than the first. Once the second wave of victims explodes, the poiison range expands even further. If this cycle continues, the entire world could turn into a living hell.”

“Poison Sect maniacs,” he spat.

“Blood Prison of the Poisoned Feather…” Bian Suwen’s face paled at the name.

She had suspected this, but her knowledge of the forbidden poisons was too shallow. And she’d underestimated just how ruthless Shao Wanwan could be.

But Doctor Xue had trained under his senior brother for many years. His understanding of the Poison Sect’s dark arts was far more comprehensive. If he said it was this poison, then it almost certainly was.

“Can’t we just bury the infected? That should stop the airborne spread,” Lin Chen offered, thinking aloud.

“If it were that simple, it wouldn’t be called a forbidden poison,” Doctor Xue shook his head.

“You’re Divine Doctors, though,” Lin Chen said. “Even you can’t cure this?”

“This poison would stump even my master if he were still alive,” Doctor Xue sighed.

“But poison is still man-made. If it exists, so should its antidote. I don’t believe there’s anything in this world that can’t be cured,” Lin Chen argued.

“You’re not wrong,” Doctor Xue said, “But as far as we know, the only one who can easily neutralize the Blood Prison of the Poisoned Feather… is the Poison Sect’s Ancestor.”

“What?” Bian Suwen’s expression changed. “That man was in the same generation as my senior brother. He must be over 150 years old now. How could he still be alive?”

“My master lived in harmony with nature. He never pursued immortality or tried to defy fate,” Doctor Xue explained. “But the Poison Ancestor believed in the opposite. He was obsessed with defying heaven. Back then, I heard my master say he was working on a youth-reversing pill. Now that decades have passed with no news of his death… it seems he may have succeeded.”

“But if the Poison Ancestor is still alive, why hasn’t the Poison Sect made it public?” Bian Suwen frowned.

“Because their talents have dwindled. They lack successors with real power. And even they can’t fully understand the forbidden poisons. That’s why, until now, they never dared to use them—fearful of drawing the wrath of hidden clans.”

At that moment, Bian Suwen’s heart was already filled with dread. Her mind whirled as the reality settled in.

The Poison Sect’s Ancestor was still alive.

And based on Shao Wanwan’s behavior, she must have just learned this herself. No wonder she’d acted with such confidence—she had a monster like that backing her now.

The weight of it all made Bian Suwen’s heart sink. This wasn’t someone she could possibly contend with.

Was this the beginning of Yixian Valley’s downfall?

She thought of her late senior brother, who had technically taken her as a disciple in their master’s stead. In many ways, they were master and apprentice.

When he passed, she had promised him that she would lead the valley to glory—that she would never let it fall under her leadership.

But now…

“Senior…” Doctor Xue saw her expression, and his heart filled with sorrow.

“I’m the current Yixian Valley Master . Even if it costs me my life, I won’t let our name be stained,” Bian Suwen said, her voice firm, her tone cold yet resolute.

Doctor Xue understood. She was going to try the only thing left—to test the poison on herself.

He straightened up and bowed deeply. “Please, Command me.”

“If anything happens to me… you’ll be the next Valley Master.” She took a deep breath and sat beside one of the poisoned girls.

“No! You mustn’t!” Doctor Xue’s face drained of color as he rushed forward.

But it was too late.

In one swift motion, Bian Suwen pierced the girl’s finger with a silver needle, drawing a drop of tainted blood. A faint thread of dark-red vapor curled upward from the tip, activated by a surge of True Qi.

Without hesitation, she inhaled it all.

In the next instant, her complexion turned ashen.

This poison was insidious—just a trace was enough to infect someone. Even with her strong Internal Energy, her resistance only bought her some time. The dizziness came almost immediately.

“Third Sister!” Lin Chen panicked and rushed forward.

“Don’t come any closer!” Doctor Xue stopped him in time. “If you’re exposed, you’ll be infected too.”

Lin Chen froze mid-step, his heart pounding with helpless frustration.

“Write down what I say,” Bian Suwen forced out, swaying slightly.

Doctor Xue immediately recognized what she was doing—analyzing the poison’s ingredients from the inside, in real-time. It was a method often used by true Grandmaster-level Poison Arts experts. But it was also incredibly dangerous.

There was no turning back now.

“I’m ready,” Doctor Xue said, bracing himself.

“Zhen poison… black mulberry leaves… blue aconite… Tibetan saffron…” She spoke slowly, naming each ingredient one by one.

But after just four items, her body suddenly trembled.

A searing sensation coursed through her veins.

Her blood—it was boiling and she knew instantly.

This was it.

The first stage of the Blood Prison of the Poisoned Feather’s eruption.