The Evil Doctor and the Poisonous Concubine: Accidentally Provoking the Sickly Emperor

Yun Qingyue held the sword flower in her hand and put the Liuyun Sword back into the scabbard.

"Return? There's no reason to ask for return of something that has been given away." Yun Qingyue held the sword across his body, and it shone brilliantly under the moonlight.

"You are talking nonsense. It is obvious that you stole my senior sister's sword!" The male disciple who was just called a waste by Yun Qingyue drew his sword and left when he saw Yun Qingyue being so arrogant.

Yun Qingyue's sword was still unsheathed, but she easily knocked the sword in the disciple's hand to the ground.

Yun Qingyue was in front of the disciple in an instant, looking down at him with a contemptuous smile, "Waste, you are no match for me."

"You..." Before a syllable fell, Yun Qingyue had already put the sword against his neck.

He put his index finger on the tip of his nose, his eyes blurred, "Shh, you're useless. You don't deserve to speak."

Yun Qingyue stood up and looked at the Third Elder. "Everything that happened on the stage just now was for the Third Elder to vent his anger for personal vengeance. Then I will show you what real venting of anger means."

Yun Qingyue held the Liuyun Sword in his hand, pressed his toes on the ground, and flew into the air. The sword merged with the mysterious power, and in an instant it seemed to cover the clouds and the moon.

The third elder was about to fight when Yun Qingyue stepped into the air. The sword in her hand kept turning, as if it had merged with her.

They had no choice but to turn offense into defense and retreat step by step.

It seemed like I was at a disadvantage from the beginning.

Yun Qingyue pressed forward step by step, refusing to give in, until the edge of the ring. The Third Elder saw the opportunity to counterattack, and using the distance between the ring and the ground, he jumped several feet into the air and attacked Yun Qingyue directly from top to bottom.

Yun Qingyue blocked with a sword.

The sound of their swords colliding was particularly clear in the night sky, with sparks flying all the way.

Yun Qingyue couldn't withstand such heavy pressure and was pressed to the ground. The wooden surface of the ring was cracked into spider-web-like cracks, which showed that both sides had exerted their utmost strength.

Yun Qingyue's height was repeatedly pressed down, and her upper body was about to touch the ground. Suddenly, Yun Qingyue's figure left the center where the mysterious force was condensed.

Yun Qingyue was seen wrapping white silk around the mast of the flag, using the force to pull herself out of this predicament.

The Third Elder was trying to press on to gain victory, but Yun Qingyue climbed up the mast, jumped down from the top of the mast, and threw the hilt of the sword wrapped in white silk at the Third Elder.

The Third Elder dodged all the attacks back and forth, and it seemed that he also saw her moves clearly, and it was becoming easier and easier for him to dodge Yun Qingyue's attacks.

Yun Qingyue was indeed at a disadvantage against the Third Elder, and the spiritual weapon was not one she was familiar with. She could still clearly sense the gap between herself and the Third Elder.

Right now, the Third Elder was retreating in order to advance, and the smile on his face was quite smug.

"Yun Qingyue, you are no match for me. If you admit defeat and apologize to me, I can consider giving you a lighter punishment."

The third elder was very proud of himself for having seen through Yun Qingyue's tricks.

"This Miss Yue really thinks too highly of herself that she actually dares to challenge the Third Elder in a one-on-one duel."

"The Marquis is not even a match for the Third Elder. Who gave Yun Qingyue the courage?"

"Yun Qingyue's swordsmanship is just average. I think I can beat her down even if I go up."

"Hahaha, that's true. Miss Yue's swordsmanship is totally unsystematic."

……

The discussions of the people below the arena gave the Third Elder great confidence.

He looked at Yun Qingyue with disdain.

Seeing that Yun Qingyue had no intention of stopping, San Zhanglai calmed down.

He gathered his strength in his palm, formed a formation, and rushed directly towards Yun Qingyue.

In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color, and all the street lights in the city that never sleeps went out. The darkness enveloped this prosperous capital, and only the formation emitted a faint light.

"Yue'er!" Liu Xiucheng yelled, broke free from Liu Ran and went towards Yun Qingyue.

Because he was already seriously injured and there was an extremely strong wind around the formation, Liu Xiucheng fell directly to the ground.

"father."

"Don't worry about me, go save Yue'er!" Liu Xiucheng pushed Liu Ran towards the center of the formation.

Just as Liu Ran was going against the trend, he heard a whip sound and the formation was directly broken.

Yun Qingyue held the red-bone flaming whip in her hand and swung it straight at the third elder.

Because the formation was broken, the Third Elder suffered a slight backlash. He was caught off guard and failed to dodge Yun Qingyue's whip. Blood immediately oozed from his upper arm.

Yun Qingyue took advantage of the situation and swung the whip again, wrapping it around Sanzhaolao's waist, lifting him up in the air and then throwing him hard to the ground.

Yun Qingyue held the whip in her hand and tightened the part of the whip that was wrapped around the third elder.

"Red Bone Flame Whip!"

Looking at the divine weapon that appeared in Yun Qingyue's hand, the Third Elder's face was filled with horror.

How come the Vermillion Bird and the Red Bone Flame Whip both ended up in Yun Qingyue's hands? Was this a coincidence, or... "Dad, what's wrong with you!"

Hearing Liu Ran's voice, Yun Qingyue saw Liu Xiucheng, who was blue all over, lying in Liu Ran's arms.

"Antidote! Take it out!" Yun Qingyue moved the long whip tied around the third elder's waist directly to his neck.

Liu Xiucheng was obviously poisoned.

The only one who could do it was the third elder.

"It's the Fiery Ice Poison!"

At this time, Liu Xiucheng was surrounded by people from the Liu family. Liu Xiucheng's old butler directly pointed out that it was the Fiery Ice Poison.

This poison is as its name suggests. The poisoned person feels like being in a cold pool deep in a raging fire. Two phenomena will appear alternately in the body, and the poisoned person will feel extremely painful.

"If you want the antidote, then exchange it for the Liuyun Sword."

The third elder grabbed the long whip wrapped around his neck with his hands, his eyes were vicious and he was smiling smugly.

Yun Qingyue ignored the Third Elder's words, retracted her whip, squatted beside Liu Xiucheng, and reached out to feel his pulse.

His face became increasingly ugly.

Yun Qingyue took out the silver needle, first blocked Liu Xiucheng's acupoints, and then injected a small amount of internal force.

“Yun Qingyue, don’t think that you can do anything just because you defeated me today. The Fiery Flame and Ice Poison can only be cured by the antidote. Even if you suppress it, you won’t be able to suppress it for long.”

After losing face in front of so many people, I just wanted to make amends.

"The antidote is right here. As long as you hand over the Liuyun Sword and apologize to Mianmian, I will give it to you."

After listening to the Third Elder's words, Liu Ran's eyes lit up. Although he wanted to kill the Third Elder, he knew even more clearly how poisonous the Fiery Ice was. If there was no antidote, then his life would truly be ruined.

Liu Ran turned his gaze to Yun Qingyue.

"Uncle, do you believe me?"

According to the "Guangwu Baicaozhi", there is no antidote for the ice and flame poison.

But after her research, she found that there was a fifth-grade elixir that was incompatible with the flames and ice.

As for the record of the elixir, there were a few herbs missing from the book. Fortunately, she had been bored some time ago and had been reading and studying, and it seemed that she had found something.

This was the first time Yun Qingyue spoke to him since she fully recovered.

In a trance, he seemed to see Liu Weixi through Yun Qingyue.

It's so similar.

The confident look is exactly the same.

Liu Ran looked at Yun Qingyue, and Liu Xiucheng also held Liu Ran's hand tightly at this time.

Liu Ran finally nodded solemnly, "I believe it."

"Miss Yue, why don't you return the sword to the elder? You stole it in the first place, why do you insist on taking it for yourself?"

"That's right, that sword wasn't originally yours."

Once people have too much free time, they like to stand on the moral high ground and criticize others.

"Miss Yue, this is your grandpa, don't you even want to care about his life or death?"

"Yun Qingyue, have you forgotten how everyone in the Marquis' Mansion treated you? You are such an ungrateful person."

"It's a pity that the Marquis has spent so much time and effort on Yun Qingyue for so many years, but he ended up raising an ungrateful person. It's really sad and lamentable."

"If Miss Weixi knew about this, she would probably not be able to rest in peace."

……

People around were talking about it, from the time she was falsely accused of stealing, to the time they were certain that she was no match for the Third Elder, to now, all of them were mocking her, but she didn't care, especially since you weren't in the mood to care right now.

Amid the discussion among the crowd, Yun Qingyue took out the alchemy furnace from the space.

She wants to make the elixir in public.