Chapter 178: The Method to Break the Poison

Chapter 178: The Method to Break the Poison

“Young Master.” Qing’er asked anxiously, “They were fine just a moment ago, why did they suddenly collapse?”

Qin Feng hurriedly checked the conditions of the people.

Rapid breathing, body heat, redness of the skin, as if infected by fever.

But how could the fever symptoms occur so quickly?

“What’s going on with this snow?”

Qin Feng furrowed his brows, immediately commanding, “Qing’er, and the rest of you, quickly go down and tell everyone in the mansion not to touch this snow. Also, move all the fainting people in the mansion to the hall.”

“Yes, Young Master.” The people responded one after another.

As if recalling something, Qin Feng reminded, “Remember, when moving these people, don’t directly touch them with your hands. It’s better to wrap them in a layer of cloth, understand?”

“Understood!”

Watching the hurried figures of the people leaving, Qin Feng looked at his own fingers, showing a puzzled expression.

“I clearly touched this thing too, why am I fine? Could it be that this gray snow, like the white mist of that immortal technique, only affects ordinary people?”

Uncertain about the source of this snow, Qin Feng didn’t dare to casually reach out and personally verify.

He glanced at the sky; the gray snow fell like goose feathers. In a moment, the entire city of Jinyang was covered in a layer of gray gauze.

“This time, I don’t know how many people will suffer.” Qin Feng frowned, sighing.

“Master, what should we do?” In the hall, Second Madam looked at the servants on the ground in pain, feeling extremely anxious.

Seeing this, the father comforted, “Madam, don’t worry. Have you forgotten? Our Feng’er is skilled in medicine. He can even heal damaged meridians, let alone a fever.”

“Yes, yes, I almost forgot about that. But where is Feng’er?” Second Madam looked outside the hall, seeming to think of something, worrying, “Feng’er, he wouldn’t have contracted this illness too, right?”

Hearing this, Black Charcoal Head immediately said, “I’ll go find Young Master!”

Just then, a familiar voice entered the hall, “No need, I’m here.”This chapter's initial release occurred on the n0vell--Bjjn site.

“Big Brother!” The second brother turned to look outside the hall and called excitedly.

Seeing the newcomer, Second Madam patted her chest, breathed a sigh of relief, “Thank goodness Feng’er is okay.”

Qin Feng stepped into the hall, nodded to the family members, then he looked at the people on the ground, a dozen or so in total.

“Fortunately, it’s a bit fewer than expected.” He lightly breathed out, crouched down, opened his eyes with a special ability, and began to examine the bodies of the people.

“Something is wrong with Ningshuang.” Liu Jianli expressed concern.

When Qin Feng heard this, he looked at Lan Ningshuang and saw that the latter’s face was flushed and she had a painful expression on her face.

He hurried forward to check, and his face darkened: “Same symptoms as the others.”

He opened Lan Ningshuang’s sleeves, and faint red marks were visible on her pure jade arms.

“There are actually so many?” Qin Feng exclaimed.

“Imperial City rarely experiences snow, and outside the mountains of the Myriad Sword Sect, there are sword formations surrounding them, maintaining a constant climate throughout the four seasons. Ningshaung, rarely seeing snowfall, got a bit excited.”

“This... “

Ningshaungs must have been a beautiful southern girl in her previous life.Qin Feng sighed inwardly.

Suddenly, a bright idea flashed in his mind.

“Wait a minute, ordinary people can be infected with this poison, and martial artists can also be infected. In other words, this poison does not distinguish between ordinary people and cultivators. But I touched the gray snow, and nothing happened to me?”

Qin Feng stood up, his eyes shining brightly: “The biggest difference between me and them is that I follow the tradition of the Literary Sage’s cultivation, and I possess Literature Qi in my body.

Could it be that this poison cannot infect Literature Qi?

Moreover, could it be that Literature Qi is its nemesis?

With this speculation in mind, he couldn’t wait to verify it.

However, because this was only a speculation, conducting experiments directly on a person was definitely not feasible.

Thinking of this, Qin Feng looked outside the hall at the drifting heavy snow!

“Let’s give it a try!”

Seeing his actions, the crowd was greatly alarmed.

This gray snow was not a benevolent substance!

Just as Second Mother was about to speak up to stop him, his father interrupted: “Feng’er knows his limits; let him go.”

Then, Qin Feng’s fingertips condensed a White Inch.

Carefully, he extended a foot-long white inch and touched it to the gray snow.

To everyone’s surprise, the gray snow rapidly melted at a visible speed, and in just a few breaths, it disappeared completely.

“Indeed!” Qin Feng shouted excitedly.