I am the Holy Poisoner, the Empress advised me to calm down

"Your boxing is too crude." Zhou Qing said calmly, "You have great power, but lack technique."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Qing suddenly attacked and slapped Park Ji-hoon on the chest.

It seemed like a light palm strike, but Park Ji-hoon was struck by lightning. He flew backwards and hit the wall of the cave heavily.

"Puff!" Park Ji-hoon spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes full of disbelief.

"With this little strength, you dare to kill me?" Zhou Qing shook his head. "Fang Shuwen is really getting worse and worse."

Park Ji-hoon struggled to get up, but found that he had no strength in his body.

"What did you do to me?" Park Ji-hoon asked fearfully.

"I just sealed a few of your acupuncture points." Zhou Qing walked up to him, "Go back and tell Fang Shuwen to wash his neck and wait."

After saying that, Zhou Qing patted Park Ji-hoon a few times. Park Ji-hoon suddenly felt limp all over and didn't even have the strength to speak.

"This... this is simply a miracle." Old Zhao was stunned.

Zhou Qing walked back to the medicine shelf and continued to pick herbs, as if nothing had happened.

"Old man, let's continue." Zhou Qing said calmly, "I want all these herbs." Chapter 2: The Turbulence in the Medicine Market

Zhou Qing stared at the Poison Master system interface before him, feeling a mixture of emotions. It had been three days since he'd traveled to this imaginary ancient world. As a recorder for the Great Zhou Dynasty, his daily job was to record the daily life of Empress Wu Jin.

"System, how do I get these Poison Warrior points?" Zhou Qing asked silently in his heart.

[Poison Master Points are earned by completing poisonous plots, scheming against others, and various insidious means. The host's current poison master point is 0. It is recommended that you start your first poisonous plot as soon as possible.]

Zhou Qing's mouth twitched. This system was simply forcing him to be a bad guy.

"Eunuch Zhou Qijlang, His Majesty summons you." Eunuch Liu Hong hurried over with a look of anxiety on his face.

Zhou Qing straightened his clothes and followed Liu Hong to the imperial study. Empress Wu Jin was reviewing memorials and looked up at the footsteps.

"My dear, I have been feeling unwell lately, and the mediocre doctors at the Imperial Hospital are helpless. You are so knowledgeable and talented, do you have any good remedies?"

Wu Jin was twenty-five years old, stunningly beautiful, but with a hint of fatigue between her brows. As the empress, she bore greater pressure than anyone else.

Zhou Qing's mind moved, this might be an opportunity to gain points from the Poison Master.

"Your Majesty, I have some knowledge of medicine. However, most of the medicinal herbs in the palace are cultivated artificially, and their efficacy is limited. If you want to cure your majesty's illness, you need to find wild herbs."

A glimmer of hope flashed in Wu Jin's eyes: "Then how do we find it?"

"I heard there's a medicinal herb market outside the city, maybe we could give it a try."

"Okay, Liu Hong, you accompany Zhou Qijulang for a trip." Wu Jin decided immediately.

Liu Hong looked embarrassed: "Your Majesty, I know nothing about medicinal herbs..."

"Then let Liu Ying accompany us." Wu Jin thought for a moment. "Although she is a woman, she has studied under the imperial physician since she was young and knows some medicinal herbs."

Liu Ying is Liu Hong's younger sister. She is eighteen years old and works as a court lady in the palace. When she heard that she was going to leave the palace, a hint of excitement flashed in her eyes.

The three of them changed into casual clothes and took a carriage to the medicinal materials market outside the city.

The market is very large, with stalls selling all kinds of medicinal herbs, and the air is filled with the rich aroma of medicine.

"There are so many medicinal herbs here." Liu Ying looked around curiously.

Zhou Qing frowned. With his modern perspective, he quickly discovered the problem.

"There's something wrong with that stall over there." Zhou Qing pointed to a medicinal herb stall that was doing a booming business.

The stall owner is a middle-aged man in his forties, who is selling a medicinal herb called "Millennium Ganoderma Lucidum" to customers.

"This Ganoderma lucidum is picked from the deep mountains and old forests. It is a thousand-year-old medicine and can cure all diseases!" The stall owner said it in a wonderful way.

Zhou Qing walked closer and took a closer look, and found that this so-called thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum was nothing more than a fake ordinary Ganoderma lucidum that had been soaked in medicine to make it look old.

"Brother, I'm afraid your Ganoderma lucidum is not a thousand years old?" Zhou Qing said lightly.

The stall owner's face changed: "What nonsense are you talking about? My Ganoderma lucidum is genuine!"

"Really?" Zhou Qing picked up the Ganoderma and examined it carefully. "A real thousand-year-old Ganoderma should have a dark brown cap with a white halo around the edge. But yours has clearly been aged by soaking in tea. The cap is uneven in color, and there are signs of artificial treatment around the edges."

The onlookers looked at each other and put down the herbs in their hands.

The stall owner was furious: "Where did you come from, kid? How dare you come and destroy my place!"

"I'm just telling the truth." Zhou Qing said calmly, "If you don't believe me, you can burn this Ganoderma lucidum with fire. The real thing won't have any strange smell when exposed to fire, but the fake one soaked in tea will emit the smell of burnt tea leaves when burned."

A customer immediately asked to try it out. The stall owner turned pale, knowing that his plan was exposed. He hurriedly packed up his stall and prepared to escape.

"Stop!" Several cheated customers surrounded him and demanded a refund.

The scene became chaotic for a moment.

Liu Hong and Liu Ying were stunned. They didn't expect Zhou Qing to have such ability.

"Master Zhou is really amazing. He can see the problem at a glance." Liu Ying's eyes were full of admiration.

Zhou Qing was proud in his heart, but he remained calm on the surface: "It's just a trivial skill, not worth mentioning."

[Ding! The host successfully saw through the scam and gained +10 poison points.]

The system's prompt sound cheered Zhou Qing up. It turned out that exposing other people's conspiracies and tricks could also earn him poison points.

The three continued to search in the market. Most of the medicinal herbs on the stalls were common varieties, which had limited effects on Wu Jin's illness.

Just when Zhou Qing was feeling a little disappointed, he found a shabby stall in a corner of the market.

The stall owner was an old man in his sixties with white hair and simple clothes. In front of him were several seemingly ordinary medicinal herbs.

When Zhou Qing came closer and took a look, his eyes suddenly lit up.

On the old man's stall was a seemingly inconspicuous herb, which turned out to be exactly the wild ginseng he needed. Although it was not very old, it was of excellent quality and had obvious wild characteristics.

"Old man, how much is this wild ginseng?"

The old man looked up at Zhou Qing, a gleam of light flashing in his cloudy eyes: "Young man, you know what you are talking about. I dug this in the mountains a few days ago. Although it's not very old, it is indeed wild."

"Make a price."

"Fifty taels of silver."

The price was very fair, so Zhou Qing decided to buy it immediately.

Seeing that Zhou Qing really knew what he was talking about, the old man couldn't help but take a few more glances and said, "Young man, judging from your eye, you must be very knowledgeable about medicinal herbs. I have some good things at home. If you are interested, you can go and have a look."

Zhou Qing's heart moved and he nodded in agreement.

The old man packed up his stall and walked out of the city with the three of them.

The old man lives in a small village outside the city. Although his house is simple, it is very clean.

"My surname is Yao, and my name is Yao Laosan. I have been collecting herbs for a living for most of my life." The old man introduced himself while boiling water to make tea.

"Mr. Yao, you said you have some good medicinal herbs at home?" Zhou Qing went straight to the point.