Ancient Strengthening Technique (Web Novel)
chapter-2332

Chapter 2332 - The Woman's Tale, The Culprit

"Him?"

The lady looked at Qing Shui with doubt. After all, the old man from before was a well-known miraculous physician, and he was old. On the other hand, this person before her looked far too young.

However, Custodian Yuchi was someone under Young Miss, a person who wished for Miss to be safe the most, and this was his sentiments. At this point, there was no other way out. As long as there was some hope, then this young guy should give it a try.

"Is it that I don't look like it?" Qing Shui smiled and asked.

"That's not the case. Miraculous Physician, please come with me!" the lady said softly and turned to head for the bamboo building.

This was Qing Shui's second time coming here. Everything remained the same as before. After entering the room, he didn't smell any scent of medicinal herbs. The smell was still refreshing and elegant. Walking over, Qing Shui looked at the woman on the bed. Right now, she was seated and resting against the wall of the bed.

The scar-filled face was in a greenish black color. The black color gleamed. It was an extremely eerie color, a sign of skin having been invaded by lethal poison. If this were to continue, her flesh would likely start to rot soon.

The woman looked at Qing Shui and was stunned. "Why are you here?"

"Didn't I say that if you were to have any trouble, come and look for me. Could it be that you really don't believe that I'll be able to cure you?" Qing Shui walked to the bed, and the woman signaled for the lady to leave.

"There's no way to cure my face. This poison is too complicated and no one can cure it, not even the person who poisoned me," said the woman in a very pleasant-sounding voice. It sounded both mature and beautiful, but there was a hint of bitterness in it.

"Who is that? What feud does that person have against you to be so vicious," Qing Shui asked curiously.

"It's someone who used to like me, but I don't like him back. He said that a woman he can't get his hands on shouldn't exist, and then my face ended up like this." The woman smiled as she said this.

Qing Shui was surprised. "How is this liking someone? If a person likes someone, they won't act like this."

"He is a proud and selfish Poison Master and is also my martial senior. There are only a few people in this world who can surpass him in the field of poison. He's really a genius, but it's a pity," the woman said slowly as if she was trying to find someone to confide her thoughts to.

"A person like this really deserves to die. This isn't just being selfish; it's wiping out a person's whole world. If I were to come across him one day, I'll help you take revenge," Qing Shui said.

"He's in the Upper Three Regions. If you can really cure me, he'll definitely go and look for you." The woman didn't say anything about Qing Shui not being a match for that guy but merely mentioned that he was in the Upper Three Regions.

Qing Shui didn't feel anything special even after she mentioned that the guy was in the Upper Three Regions. Not everyone there was an expert, and there were only a couple of them who could be considered to be top-notch. Therefore, he only smiled and continued, "Let me treat you; I have confidence in my abilities. Moreover, I can also help you to regain your original appearance."

The woman was stunned. "There's no need to console me. I'm already used to it. Don't let me experience disappointment after giving me hope."

"Don't worry. I shan't say anything more and treat you first. I'll help you to detoxify today." When Qing Shui was speaking earlier, he had already used the Heavenly Vision Technique to assessed the poison on the woman's face. He was taken by surprise. Her martial senior was really an expert in the field of poison.

There were a total of 81 types of poisonous elements, each being extremely vicious. But even then, with all of them mixed together, the target won't die immediately. Slowly but surely these poisonous elements would release their toxins. The body that had been affected by this deathly mix of poison for a prolonged period of time would have developed a very strong resistance to poison, and the person would experience greater agony. They would eventually die a torturous death.

"Your martial senior is out to kill you!" Qing Shui sighed.

"He said that I can live for ten years, and then I'll eventually die a torturous death." The woman could only smile bitterly once again.

"From what I see, you still have a lifespan of 1.5 years. I know you feel that you're capable of withstanding the torture. However, if your condition isn't cured, you'll feel increased pain over this 1.5 years before dying in agony," said Qing Shui

"I'm not afraid. I just don't want to see my disgusting appearance at the very end." The woman shook her head.

"Don't worry, your poison isn't an issue. I can neutralize it. However, it'll take three months for you to regain your appearance. Even in the fastest scenario, it would still take one month." Qing Shui gave it some thought before giving a conservative timeframe.

"You're really able to recover my appearance and cure me?" The woman looked at Qing Shui, feeling obviously surprised.

It turned out that she hadn't believed in Qing Shui all this while.

Qing Shui rubbed his nose. "Alright, I shan't say anymore. Let's start."

Qing Shui took out the gold needles and put out his hands. His pair of hands became translucent like jade, appearing to be even more beautiful than a woman's hand. However, it looked unnatural and would only make one feel surprised.

Qing Shui used a few of the gold needles to seal up her pain receptor.

"I'm really very curious. Why do you say that even your martial senior won't be able to cure you?" Qing Shui inserted a needle as he asked.

"It's because he has never planned on letting me recover," said the woman.

"Why?" Qing Shui felt very curious. If he liked a woman, he wouldn't dare to destroy her face completely even if the other party didn't like him back.

"It's very simple. It's because he suffered a backlash while concocting poison and has become impotent."

With this reply, Qing Shui understood everything. By this time, he had already inserted 36 gold needles.

A wisp of coolness went through the woman's face, and her heart started to throb. This guy might really be able to cure her. However, she soon felt that this thought was preposterous.

Moreover, she seemed to have realized that she had said a lot to this guy. Could it be because her life was reaching its end? It didn't feel that way to her. Previously, she had seen quite a few physicians yet she hadn't said anything to them. She couldn't help but assess him seriously.

He was very young, probably younger than she was. He looked very nice as well. He wasn't considered a super handsome guy, but his gaze was clear and warm, having an indescribable feeling of affection. He emitted a natural aura and was a man whom others could get close to the most easily. He gave off a very attractive feeling.

"Am I nice to look at?" Qing Shui smiled and asked.

The woman replied calmly, "Mmm, it's acceptable. You're the man who makes one feel the most comfortable out of everyone I've met."

"Then do you want to marry me?" Qing Shui teased.

"You dare to marry me?" The woman had to hand it over to Qing Shui. There were many people who would tease beautiful ladies, but he was definitely the first who would dare to ask her to marry him despite her appearance. He was likely to be the last person as well. It was because even she herself didn't dare to see her reflection in the mirror. She would scare herself.

"Of course I dare to!" Qing Shui smiled and replied. This woman had a great figure and a pair of wonderful eyes. If one were to take a closer look, they would be able to realize that her eyes were very beautiful. It was just that the scars all over her face had covered up 90% of her beauty and thus not many people could tell that her eyes were beautiful.

"Alright, you're the one who said this." said the woman while smiling.

Qing Shui had actually wanted to give this woman hope, or rather, some kind of consolation.

He placed a small table in front of her and put a few bowls on it. At this moment, pitch black venom started to drip out from the tip of the gold needles, releasing a piercing stench.

Even the woman's brows knitted together.