Peerless Poison Doctor

Dragon Nation, summit of the Poison Mountain.

“Old devil! You’ve tormented me for five whole years. If you have the guts, kill me with a single stroke! Don’t let me catch an opportunity, or I’ll make sure to cut you into pieces!”

In front of a wooden cabin at the mountain’s peak, Ye Chen had his pressure points sealed and was bound to a large tree, looking utterly disheveled. Before him stood a small table covered with various jars and bottles.

An elder in a black Daoist robe, his face twisted in a sinister grin, was tinkering with the contents of the jars.

“You little brat, I’ve used you as my poison test subject for five years and you still haven’t died. Today is the last time. If you survive, whether I live or die will be yours to decide!”

The old man mumbled as he adjusted his concoctions.

“Plutonium, one of the world’s rarest metals—just a gram can kill a hundred billion people. I’ll give you ten grams! Let’s see if you can survive this!”

“Two grams of English aconite is enough to burn through your organs, and I’m using a hundred grams!”

“And there’s more—King Cobra venom…”

As he spoke, the old man mixed ten of the most lethal poisons in the world into a single bowl.

Ye Chen’s face turned ashen. The poisons the old devil had fed him over the past five years were nothing compared to what he was facing now.

Every time before, the old devil would teach him a method to neutralize the poison after making him ingest it.

For five years, Ye Chen had escaped death by a hair’s breadth each time, and,