"Not a bad elixir."
A hint of satisfaction flashed in Fang Han's eyes as he tipped a lustrous, white, longan-sized elixir into his palm.
He didn't swallow it right away. Instead, he gently licked the surface of the elixir with the tip of his tongue to check for poison.
The moment his tongue touched the elixir, an almost imperceptible numbness suddenly spread.
"It's poisoned!"
Fang Han's expression changed drastically. He threw the elixir away without a second thought as the *Cyan Wood Antitoxic Scripture* within him began to circulate at an unprecedented, frantic pace.
Inky-green Inner Qi surged into his meridians like a bursting river, its latent botanical life force rushing toward the source of the numbness.
His Shenshu Acupoint grew slightly warm as the Poison Resistance Divine Treasure activated on its own.
