Story 10 - The Spy Who Rocked Too Hard (19 ????)

Story 10 - The Spy Who Rocked Too Hard (19 ????)

How did I, as a transmigrated Chinese-American foreigner, become a badass in this Xianxia universe? By being a kick-ass, genius student, of course. Muahaha!

In my past life, I constantly studied and researched. No piece of information was too low for me to absorb. As long as something could be verified through the scientific method, I would use it!

Id even try to make it better.

Back then, I discovered that I shouldnt be overly arrogant when it came to learning. While I knew more than everyone around me, that didnt mean I knew everything.

Now that I had the chance to study something new, I was excited to sit in on my first poison master lecture. This was knowledge that would be lost in the future if I did nothing to attempt to preserve it.

Of course, while I waited, Little Spring ran into the hall with Little Teasing Mouse following him. He quickly scanned the room and found me. The two awkwardly shuffled past the rows of disciples.

Goddamn it. ::I thought I hinted that you should leave her ass behind.::

He visibly winced.

::She isnt even an alchemist.::Follow current novels on novelb((in).(com)

::Sorry, Sister Lin. She wanted to come with me. If I had spent any more time convincing her not to attend, Id be late.::

::Fine, just get over here. While this would be low-level information, it will be necessary for a solid foundation in poison arts.::

::Im looking forward to it.::

If that girl spoke during the lecture I would throw her out with my own hands.

The two took their seats beside me.

A short man with white fox ears stepped onto the stage. With a gentle smile, he introduced himself as Winter Fox before lecturing about concocting poisons.

Teasing Mouse tilted her head. She was visibly confused. Then she opened her mouth.

I sent her the fiercest glare I could. She was not ruining an important foundational lecture for me and the rest of these students.

Tears welled up in her eyes.

Seriously? From just a glare?

Little Spring tugged on her sleeve to get her attention.

He must have told her something through the telepathic technique because she stopped tearing up. Her eyes narrowed. Then her face turned red as if it took a lot of effort for her to send a secret sound transmission back. She looked disgustingly adorable.

How the hell had someone this braindead survived so long in this ruthless sect?!

From his expression, it seemed like the brat calmly answered her questions as the lecture continued. It was like he was used to dealing with highly frustrating people.

I almost wanted to ask him who in his life was so hard to deal with that he took her annoying interruptions in stride.

Certainly not me.

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For an hour, Winter Fox concisely spoke about poison concocting. He went over the several well-known recipes that every intermediate poison master was supposed to know about. One was a pill that I could have sworn Id seen in other Xianxia. It essentially disguised itself as a heavenly beauty pill, called Paper-Thin Beauty Poison.

It slowly turned the victim into an ethereal fairy, even going so far as to change their bone structure and fat percentage. But as their good looks increased, their skin would become fragile. Eventually, even a light touch would create a bloody wound. Their newly achieved attractiveness would vanish as the poison destroyed them from the inside out.

Fucking malicious. But this was an unorthodox sect, so it was to be expected.

Frankly. I almost wanted to feed it to that bitch Violet for what she did to me. Sending me fucking halfway across the world and expecting me to die!

Next, he confirmed my suspicions concerning the texts I memorized from the outer sects scripture pavilion. Those manuals had subtle lies and misconceptions that would be traps for invaders. A teacher like Winter Fox was supposed to correct those but those trying to learn it as it was would get fucked over.

He turned to me. Ah, junior. Im afraid Im not an expert in that field. Though I have dabbled a bit. I cant help you if your question is too advanced.

But as an esteemed senior, youll likely know who can.

He puffed up his chest as if he appreciated my compliment. Go ahead.

My demonic music student is also a poison body cultivator with a stable but incorrect base. From what I can tell, the poisons he was supposed to consume in equal proportions were not taken correctly. He has a severe but stable imbalance.

He frowned. How bad is it?

I explained the proportions of each poison type I felt with my divine sense. Though I didnt know the exact poisons, I knew enough to explain it to the master who did.

He smiled at me gently, but I could tell from the vein popping on his forehead and the flattening of his fox ears that he was furious. By any chance, is he a disciple in the inner sect?

Outer sect.

Under his breath, he said, Foolish.

There was more going on here than I realized. And it didnt seem like an unfamiliar issue. Do you already know how to fix his cultivation?

He hesitated. Im not sure if you know this, but our sect gives supplies to the outer sects poison masters. Theyre supposed to make the pills for the outer sects body cultivators.

Youre suggesting that someone is conning the sect by skimming the more expensive ingredients to sell to a higher bidder later?

That is exactly right!

I frowned. Theyve definitely created an inferior pill to trick contribution points off disciples, as well. If done skillfully, their fakes would look similar.

His expression turned grim. Their imitations would stall our body cultivators progression and hurt the future of the sect. I need to inform my seniors. He took a step as if he was about to rush off, but turned back. For bringing this to their attention, Ill make sure you receive a reward.

Well, that would be useful.

Also, Im a fair teacher, so Ill make sure the senior poison masters know how helpful you were.

Wait

If youre lucky, youll get to meet Senior Noxious Fangstrike himself!

Fuck. No!

He blinked. What?

I cleared my throat and clasped my hands behind my back to make myself look like a humble master. I only brought this up so I could help my student. Its what a teacher should do. Its not enough to gain the attention of our esteemed seniors.

He pressed his palm to his chest in shock. Junior Linlin is so responsible and kind. Youre making me want to introduce you to them even more.

Shit. I did nothing to deserve that. Actually, all I need is for you to give me the information on poison body cultivation and Ill fix my students poison imbalance myself.

He nodded. Since you call yourself an alchemist and not a poison master, I can assume youre still new to the sect. So, Ill work with my seniors to swiftly solve the fraud issue before it cripples our ability to defend ourselves in the future. Who knows how many promising young disciples these fools have already harmed?

Frankly, I hadnt expected an unorthodox sect to care this much about its outer sect disciples. Though it was possible that I simply ran into the only logical guy in the sect who actually gave a damn about his sects future.

They probably havent harmed too many or they would have been caught by now.

Poison body cultivators are very important to us. You may not know this, but theyre often called the shield of us poison masters.

I knew that. Most alchemists were treated well everywhere they went, and poison masters were just alchemists with extra steps. Not that theyd admit it.

Ill need to know the recipes for up to the third round of poisons and any medical notes you have on how their cultivation is supposed to progress.

Junior, Im sad to say this but this isnt the first time in the sects history that a poison body cultivator was given fake pills. If you want to cure him yourself, I'll just look into the possible cures and hand the recipes over to you.

That easy? This wasnt a trap, right?

He nodded with a smile. Ill have to consult with my seniors, but it shouldnt be an issue. Come by here in a few days and Ill have the prescriptions you need.

Considering that the hardest part of living in a Xianxia was the lack of all the worlds knowledge at my fingertips getting the information for a cure in a few days was pretty fucking fast. Thank you, Senior.