Poison Doctor Roaming the Martial World

Chapter 119 Marry once, then divorce!

Yang Jianwu didn't want Puyang Xuan to know the secrets of the space and the red jade inlaid with silver bracelet. Along the way, they stayed at inns, and if they couldn't find an inn, they would spend the night in the forest. The food they ate was either locally sourced or hunted by eagles.

Yang Jianwu was very knowledgeable about cooking, so Puyang Xuan was able to enjoy her food to the fullest along the way. In Puyang Xuan's words, Jianwu could make delicious dishes even with just herbs.

After finishing a roasted corn cob, Yang Jianwu casually tossed the cob into the fire. These past few days, she had practically become Puyangxuan's personal chef. She couldn't spoil him like this; she would have a low-fat meal tonight.

"We'll be at the Medicine King's Palace tomorrow. Will you wait for me at the foot of the mountain, or disguise yourself as a guard?"

Puyang Xuan chewed and swallowed the corn kernels in his mouth with difficulty. "How about I pretend to be a guard and stay by your side?"

"Actually, there's no need. I'm the third leader of the Medicine King Hall; they wouldn't dare do anything to me!"

“Cough cough cough cough…” Puyang Xuan’s eyes widened. “My goodness, Jianwu, tell me what other identities you have, so I don’t get scared again.”

Yang Jianwu patted Puyang Xuan's back. If Puyang Xuan disguised himself as a guard and followed her, he would definitely find out when they arrived at the Medicine King's Palace; if she didn't let him come along, he would definitely be worried. It was better to tell him so that he could rest assured and that he could go or not go.

“I don’t have any special status, I’m just my father’s daughter.”

"Sword Dance, do you know how many people want to get involved with Yunzhi? And the Medicine King Palace, that's a force that the Three Kingdoms fear! If you reveal either of those identities, you can roam the world with impunity."

"Alas, not as good as you!"

Pu Yangxuan lowered his head, breaking off a few kernels of corn with his fingers. "My organization is an assassin organization, how can I compare to yours..."

Yang Jianwu also took a deep breath, "Puyangxuan, the Shamen has many strongholds, they can completely change to a business of buying and selling information, there is no need to be assassins. Those who can afford assassins are mostly wealthy patrons, they themselves are not clean, just because they have a few coins to buy lives, many people die needlessly, while those who really deserve to die often live on the run..."

Puyang Xuan didn't reply, staring blankly at the fire for a long time. "I was orphaned at a young age and was adopted by the old palace master and raised in the Shamen Sect. He taught me martial arts and literacy, and treated me like his own son. Later, the old palace master was murdered, and before he died, he entrusted the Shamen Sect to me... Those old scoundrels in the palace were unwilling to obey me, but after I dealt with them all, they became much more obedient..."

Yang Jianwu listened as if she were listening to a story, waiting for Puyang Xuan to continue.

"Over the years, I have been investigating the cause of the old palace master's murder. So far, I only know that the Xipan royal family was involved, but we are still investigating who exactly was responsible. Jianwu, after avenging the old palace master, I will reorganize the Shamen and stop taking assassination jobs."

"It's fine if you have ideas, but in this life, it's best not to commit too many acts of killing."

She didn't believe in reincarnation before, but she did after transmigrating to this fictional continent. Even after establishing her own power, she instructed her subordinates not to kill innocent people indiscriminately. After becoming the third leader of the Medicine King Hall, she ordered the disciples in the hall not to accept any more assassination orders.

As for meat, humans need meat protein, and Yang Jianwu's daily diet mainly consists of livestock. She is very friendly to most animals.

It wouldn't be bad if Puyang Xuan could change his profession. Are assassins always so prone to offending people? Otherwise, he wouldn't have been half-dead when they first met. Thinking back to that meeting…

"When we first met, you were poisoned. Could the person who poisoned you be the same group that killed the old palace master?"

“I’ve also suspected that someone wants to get rid of me so that the Shamen sect can change hands again! We’ve sent people to investigate along this line, and we’ve already made some progress.”

Yang Jianwu recalled that the "Lover's Tears" in Puyangxuan was a clear liquid, which was salty and astringent, just like a lover's tears.

Lover's Tears has a unique characteristic: it tastes sweet to women but salty and astringent to men. For a man to willingly consume it, the woman must hold it in her mouth and feed it to him with her lips.

Yang Jianwu imagined the erotic scene and couldn't help but tease him, "Puyang Xuan, do you know that lust is a dangerous thing? If you want to enjoy the good fortune of women, you have to bear the risks."

"Ahem~ Sword Dance, you're really hitting a nerve. Can you please not bring up the past?"

Yang Jianwu shrugged. "That's the truth, and you won't let me say it? Fine, let's not talk about it anymore. I'm going to sleep."

Just as she was about to get up, Puyang Xuan grabbed her wrist and pulled her back with a clever movement. "Puyang Xuan, what are you doing?!"

Puyang Xuan was at a loss for words. He knew he would regret it if he didn't say something, so he struggled to organize his thoughts and finally managed to utter only, "Can you give me a chance?"

Yang Jianwu's mind went blank, and she reacted somewhat slowly. "What opportunity?"

"The chance to be with you!"

"Hehe~ Puyang Xuan, we've talked about this before, I'm a germaphobe!"

Yang Jianwu tried to pull her wrist away, but failed several times. Somewhat helplessly, she said, "I'm sleepy. What else do you want to say?"

"Sword Dance, how about you marry someone first, then get a divorce! And then we can be together again?!"

Yang Jianwu was completely stunned by Puyang Xuan's words! Was this something an ancient person would say?

Don't they have very high standards for women?

I'd rather marry a widow than take a living wife!

Is this woman out of her mind? Getting married and then divorced? She can't even keep up with her train of thought!

"Puyang Xuan, do you know what you're saying?"

"I know...I..."

"Stop! I'll pretend I didn't hear anything. We're still good friends. If you say another word, we're not even friends anymore..."

After Yang Jianwu finished speaking, she quickly pulled her hand away and fled back to the makeshift tent. Her heart was still pounding. She patted her chest to reassure herself that it was really too scary!

Pu Yangxuan rubbed the lingering warmth between his fingertips, swallowing the bitterness in his heart along with the corn.

The water pouch he first saw when he first met Jianwu was already filled with fine wine. Unbeknownst to him, he drank the entire pouch in one gulp. His mind was not drunk; on the contrary, it became even clearer.

Yang Jianwu lay in the tent, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep, whether from fright or shock.

The sun rises in the east, and it's a new day.

When Yang Jianwu woke up, he still felt a chill when he thought of what Puyang Xuan had said last night. He really had no idea that Puyang Xuan could come up with such a thing.