The King of Hell's Genius Pampered Wife

Weizhi suddenly stopped and blankly stared at Xi Yue.

Without looking back, Xi Yue waved a hand behind him before swiftly vanishing into the distance.

Weizhi let out a small breath and walked into Xi Yue’s room. Sure enough, there were neatly packed spiritual herbs on the table.

Unlike regular spiritual herbs, these had been specially brewed and dried.

These were unique herbs that only Xi Yue could prepare.

A gleam of intense light flickered in Weizhi’s eyes as he carefully took the herb and gently pressed it against his face.

This was a remedy crafted by Xi Yue, made exclusively for him.

His lips curved into a smile. A childlike joy appeared on the young man’s charming face.

Just as he was about to leave with the herbs, Weizhi suddenly paused. His gaze swept across the room, a hint of confusion flickering in his eyes.

Just like that time at the Heavenly Medical Valley’s inn.

Thinking of the unfamiliar presence lingering around Xi Yue and the marks on his neck that day, Weizhi’s pupils suddenly contracted. A chilling, ruthless killing intent flickered in his eyes before vanishing in an instant.

…

Ever since they witnessed Xi Yue turning Phantom Serenity Incense into Drunkard Poison, the students of Class Three in the Water Medicine Department hadn’t backed down. Instead, they had become even more relentless.

Every day, they came up with new ways to poison her, using all sorts of exotic toxins. Xi Yue had no idea where they got them from, leaving her both amused and exasperated.

Of course, the outcome was obvious.

When it came to poison mastery and medical skills, Xi Yue never thought she would lose to anyone—let alone a bunch of kids messing around with homemade toxins.

As a result, every battle of wits and skill ended the same way. Xi Yue effortlessly walked away unscathed, while the students of Class Three in the Water Medicine Department were left suffering from their poisons, only to find the antidote in her class.

However, since they had to detoxify themselves, they had no choice but to pay close attention in class. As a result, within just a few days, their skills in both poison-making and antidote formulation improved dramatically.

As for those like Mi Xuan, who were deeply dedicated to medicine, their admiration for Xi Yue reached an all-time high.

But did that mean the students of Class Three in the Water Medicine Department would admit defeat?

Jun Hongbo sneered. “You must be joking. We’re Class Three of the Water Medicine Department. No one has ever escaped from us. If poison doesn’t work, we have plenty of other tricks up our sleeves.”

On this day, class was over and Xi Yue was about to leave.

Suddenly, Mi Xuan’s scream came from below. “Zisu! Zisu! What’s wrong? Don’t scare me! Instructor Xi Yue, please save Zisu!”

Xi Yue quickly approached them and immediately noticed Meng Zisu’s face turning blue, her body convulsing. It was clear that she had been poisoned.

Mi Xuan sobbed, “I just gave her the antidote. Why is the poison not cured but is getting worse?”

Xi Yue raised an eyebrow. Without saying a word, she took out a porcelain bottle, held it under Meng Zisu’s nose, and let her inhale it.

Meng Zisu gasped sharply, taking in a cold breath. Her face turned ashen as she grabbed Xi Yue’s wrist.

The scene left everyone in a panic. Some were already preparing to run out and call for other Divine Doctors.

Meng Zisu suddenly stopped twitching, and her complexion gradually improved.

She gasped softly, her teary eyes falling on Xi Yue. Choking up, she murmured, “Instructor Xi Yue, thank you for saving my life.”

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