The Dramatic Crown Princess Wants to Poison Me!-Chapter 262: The Healing Tree

The man angrily said, "Kid, it looks like you really don’t want to live anymore. Right in front of me, you still want to give this little thing away? You’re not putting me in your eyes at all!"

Seeing the man speak so pompously, Huangfu Jingchen found him rude. Even if his martial arts were exceptional and he was older than him, he couldn’t be this impolite. Huangfu Jingchen scoffed, "I’m afraid that person, senior, may not be someone you can easily offend!"

"Oh? Is there actually someone I can’t provoke? Go on, tell me who it is. I’ll twist off his head and put it in front of you, and then you’ll know whether I can provoke them or not!"

Listening to his muddled self-references and even claiming to be his grandpa, Huangfu Jingchen, usually a forgiving person, found it hard to tolerate. His grandpa was over sixty now, and this man was barely over forty. How could he not consider it taking advantage?

He then coldly responded, "That senior is known in the Jianghu as the Undying Poison Doctor!"

"Undying Poison Doctor?" The man was stunned, his eyes widening in surprise. "Did you say you want to give the Yan Mink to the Undying Poison Doctor?"

Seeing his astonished expression, Huangfu Jingchen realized the man was aware of the Undying Poison Doctor. Huangfu Jingchen’s heart slightly stirred. He was indeed taking a gamble; this man had exceptional martial arts, and if he feared the Undying Poison Doctor, he might refrain from doing anything to him. But if he had a disdain for the Undying Poison Doctor and wanted to compete with him, he would certainly snatch away the little Yan Mink.

He could only bet on this.

The little Yan Mink he clutched in his hand had now become his talisman!

The man looked at Huangfu Jingchen for a few seconds and then reached out to him, "So why aren’t you giving it to me?"

Huangfu Jingchen was angry. He had made it so clear, yet this man still wanted to rob by force. He furrowed his brow and said, "Why force someone into a difficult position, senior? I’ve already said I’ll give this little Yan Mink to the Undying Poison Doctor!"

The man cursed, "What Ghost Doctor or not, this little thing has no manners. I am the Undying Saint Doctor! If you’re going to give it to me, then give it to me now!"

Huangfu Jingchen was taken aback, looking at the man in front of him, over forty, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, black hair, and a ruddy complexion full of vitality.

This was a robust man.

Yet he claimed to be the Undying Poison Doctor?

The Undying Poison Doctor had been renowned for seventy years. Even if he was famous at twenty, he would be ninety by now, nearing a hundred. And here was a man barely over forty daring to call himself the Undying Poison Doctor?

Huangfu Jingchen no longer held back, coldly replying, "Respect yourself, senior! The Undying Poison Doctor is at least ninety if not a hundred by now. With your age, being his grandson would be more fitting. For the sake of this Cold Bone Yan Mink, you’re really going all out, senior!"

The man’s eyes widened. Huangfu Jingchen thought he would be furious for being exposed, but unexpectedly he burst into laughter, "Ignorant brat, do you think the title of the Undying Saint Doctor in Jianghu is just for show? Immortal and undying, do you only judge people by their appearance?"

Huangfu Jingchen was taken aback by the insult. He hadn’t thought much about the word ’undying.’

But ’undying’ and ’ageless’ were different concepts.

Huangfu Jingchen looked at him skeptically.

The man rolled his eyes and said, "I’m of a certain age, but you think I can’t deceive you? Do you think I really can’t kill you, brat? I’ve got my methods, but I see you’re a gutsy kid, so I’m just teasing you!"

As he spoke, Huangfu Jingchen grew even more skeptical.

Huangfu Jingchen watched him with cold eyes, still guarding the little Yan Mink in his hand vigilantly. "You claim to be the Undying Poison Doctor, but what’s your proof?"

"Undying Saint Doctor, Holy Doctor, you ignorant brat, do you not know how to talk?"

Huangfu Jingchen didn’t engage in the argument, only saying, "How do you prove it?"

The man seemed agitated, puffing out his beard and glaring, "How do I prove it?" Enraged, he walked to the tree where Huangfu Jingchen had previously hidden, slapped the tree, and said, "Is this okay?"

Completely unaware of what he meant, Huangfu Jingchen stared at the tree. Could this man’s hand power be so great that he could break the tree with one slap?

This tree was as thick as an adult’s waist, which was why Huangfu Jingchen could hide behind it for a long time without the Cold Bone Yan Mink discovering him. This man’s skills were beyond super first-class. Even if he could break the tree, it only proved his high martial arts skills.

While Huangfu Jingchen was guessing, the tree suddenly underwent a change. Even in the dim starlight of the night, with low visibility, one could clearly see the tree’s leaves turning yellow within a few breaths. The once-vibrant tree withered in an instant.

Approaching closer, Huangfu Jingchen found it correct; the tree had truly withered, its green leaves turning yellow, falling to the ground.

It was as if a young man had suddenly become an old person nearing death, losing vitality and energy. Huangfu Jingchen stared at the withered tree in a daze, but showed no shock, as if he were deep in thought.

Seeing Huangfu Jingchen didn’t believe him, the man said, "I’m the Undying Poison Doctor. Poison comes before medicine. If this poison isn’t convincing, then I’ll use medicine to show you!"

Saying this, he walked back to the tree, pulled out some bottles and jars from his chest, along with the weapon he had used to intimidate Huangfu Jingchen earlier, and began pounding, stabbing, sprinkling powders, and pouring liquids on the tree.

Strangely enough, the tree, which was shedding yellow leaves and drying up, began to turn green again.

The man rolled his eyes, "Indeed, healing is far more troublesome than poisoning, it’s wasted so much of my time!"

Witnessing these miraculous poison and healing techniques, Huangfu Jingchen was astounded, feeling a surge of joy. If this man were really the Undying Poison Doctor with such extraordinary medical skills, it meant there was hope for Wenjin!

The man put away his bottles and jars, looked at Huangfu Jingchen, and asked, "Now do you believe me?"

Huangfu Jingchen replied joyfully, "I believe!"

The Undying Poison Doctor, pleased that the kid was convinced, cheerfully extended his hand, "I’ve proven my identity, so you can give me the little Yan Mink now, right?"

Huangfu Jingchen, however, withdrew his hand, not only failing to hand it over but holding the little Yan Mink closer to his chest. The action was so abrupt that the Yan Mink, unable to balance itself in his palm, sat down and even licked his palm, perhaps protesting or trying to negotiate for less rough treatment.

The Undying Poison Doctor was displeased, changing his expression, "What’s with you, kid? Didn’t you say this Yan Mink was meant for me? Now you’re reluctant?" His eyes fell on the Yan Mink, looking comically torn between reaching to grab it and fearing to harm it.

Huangfu Jingchen said, "Senior, I recall saying that I plan to give the Yan Mink to the Undying Poison Doctor, but it is to exchange for a chance."

"Chance, what chance? Speak!" The Undying Poison Doctor impatiently replied, "Stop dawdling, get on with it!"