Quick Wear: After Revenge, I and the Immortal King Renew Our Relationship

Although An Yan is only a little over ten years old, without any makeup, and looks cold and aloof, even ordinary plain clothes cannot hide her grace, and one can already glimpse her future stunning beauty.

Bai Yingxin raised her hand and wanted to hit An Yan in the face, perhaps with a dark jealous thought.

An Yan stood still and didn't take her seriously at all.

Wu Meng quickly stepped forward to stop her, "Mom! The Little Medical Fairy didn't say anything wrong. Aren't we just asking for help from her?" Although Wu Meng was speaking to Bai Yingxin, he looked at An Yan with apology, but found that the other party didn't care about him at all.

"You!" Bai Yingxin was angrily shaken by her own son and threw her hands away.

Wu Meng grabbed her hand and signaled with his eyes that business was more important. Bai Yingxin glared at An Yan fiercely, then turned her head away without saying a word.

Wu Meng then stepped forward and bowed politely, "Fairy, I admire the divine doctor Wushang's sacred heart as a doctor, and today I have come to sincerely become your disciple."

"Become my disciple?" An Yan put down the tea in her hand and said sarcastically, "I've never seen anyone come to me empty-handed and ask to be my disciple, and some even want to leave with valuable gifts. Your sincerity is unheard of."

Wu Meng's face flashed with embarrassment, and he secretly blamed Bai Yingxin for not even putting in the effort. "Fairy, you are right. It was Wu who was inconsiderate. I was in such a hurry when I came that I didn't prepare any generous gifts. I will make up for it tomorrow."

"No need for that. It would seem like I'm asking for it, which makes me look mercenary." An Yan raised her hand to stop Wu Meng from saying the next word, "Please go back. Master will not accept you as his disciple. Give up!"

Bai Yingxin slammed the table and stood up, angrily scolding: "You are just a wild girl who was picked up. What qualifications do you have to make decisions on behalf of Wushang?"

"Just with this!" An Yan shook the token in his hand, which was the symbol of the identity of the young master of Wushang Valley.

"Wu Shang actually gave you this badge! How is that possible? I want to see your master. You must have stolen it on your own initiative!" Bai Yingxin knew what it meant, so she couldn't believe it.

An Yan said indifferently: "Master is in seclusion and won't come out for a month or so. If you want to see him, then go down the mountain and wait!"

"You are a wicked disciple who betrays his master and ancestors. You want to rebel while he is away. You..." Bai Yingxin's voice stopped abruptly because she saw An Yan playing with several silver needles in her hand.

The tips of the silver needles were all black in color, and it was obvious that they were highly poisonous.

"Go on, don't worry. This poison is fatal. If you get even a little bit of it, you won't be able to wait for my master to arrive before you die."

An Yan admired the fear on their faces and wished she could get as far away from them as possible. She asked casually, "What did you say just now?"

Wu Meng was so frightened that his legs went weak. He liked beautiful women, but he didn't like beauties who could take his life at any time.

"We will go down the mountain now and prepare generous gifts before visiting again. We must let the fairy and the divine doctor see our sincerity. It's getting late, so we will leave first."

Before Bai Yingxin could say anything else, Wu Meng dragged her away.

An Yan looked at their departing figures with indifference, put away the silver needle, and went to see how Master was doing with his research. He should not be so reckless as to test the poison on himself. He also had to return the Young Valley Master's token to his senior brother on the way.

"Master, wait a minute!" An Yan rushed to the alchemy hall and saw Wushang holding a cup of blood and about to drink it.

Wu Shang smiled gently and comforted him, "Don't worry, it has been diluted several times. How could I joke with my own life? I also want to research the antidote as soon as possible, otherwise the poisoned person may not be able to wait."

Wushang’s selfless spirit is touching, but it’s unnecessary!

An Yan quickly snatched the cup away and made up a story: "Master! I didn't explain it clearly just now. Although the man was poisoned, I have sealed it with silver needles. He can hold on for three to five years. There is no need to worry."

"Is that so? But only by experiencing the consequences of this poison firsthand can we more accurately develop an antidote and help others escape it sooner."

Seeing that Wushang was determined, An Yan did not try to persuade him anymore. She just silently absorbed most of the poison in the cup, stopping it at a slightly toxic state that the human body could tolerate. "You can drink it if you want, but my brother and I will accompany you, just in case."

Wushang touched her head and did not reject the kindness of his disciple.

Wushang drank it only after An Yan called Baizhu over.

Instantly, a sharp pain shot through his body. Wu Shang fell to his knees, his fists clenched, veins popping out, his body flushed, and sweat covered his forehead. A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Wu Shang closed his eyes tightly, enduring the severe pain and feeling the strangeness in his body.

"Master!" An Yan and Bai Zhu quickly helped Wushang to the bed.

Bai Zhu brought a pen and paper and placed it close to Wu Shang's mouth, so he could clearly hear the symptoms he gritted out and help record them. An Yan took his pulse and recorded the pulse history as well.

Wushang held on tenaciously until he finished recording everything before he fainted, which scared An Yan and Bai Zhu. They felt relieved after feeling his weak breathing.

Bai Zhu complained, "Master, where did this poison come from? How could it be so powerful? Master has been using poison to refine his body for years, so he should be immune to all poisons. How could this poison actually knock Master down?"

An Yan smiled awkwardly on the side. Wasn't it that time was urgent and she couldn't think of any good way to divert her master away?

Bai Zhu speculated again, "Could it be that woman again who wants Master to save someone? Every time she comes, Master gets sick for a while, yet Master treats her like a guest of honor. How annoying."

Someone was taking the blame, and it was someone she hated, so An Yan naturally took the blame. She also said indignantly, "That's right! He even wants the master to accept her son as a disciple. Who knows if he's targeting Wushang Valley?"

"What? This is really happening! No, I have to teach them a lesson!"

An Yan stopped him, "Brother, I've already driven them away! But I don't know if they'll come back tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. How about this, you're a better doctor than me, so you stay and take care of Master, and I'll go teach them a lesson over there so they never dare to mess with us again."

Bai Zhu looked at his master who was still unconscious and said, "Okay, be careful. I'll cover for you here, Master."

As it grew darker, An Yan changed into night clothes and headed straight for the inn.

Wushang Valley was secluded, far from the mundane world. At the foot of the mountain, there were only a few villages and a small town, with only one luxurious inn. They were used to luxury and pleasure, and they looked down on ordinary things, so they would definitely choose to stay there.

After finishing their picky dinner, Bai Yingxin and Wu Meng were talking in the room. An Yan was eavesdropping outside the window.

"Mom! Didn't you say that Wushang would definitely agree if you asked? But now, hasn't he been kicked out in disgrace?" Wu Meng complained, "It makes it impossible for me to get the moon first by being close to the water tower."