Terra Su shook his head impatiently, “How long are you going to keep babbling? If you want to play, start early. And ten breaths? Are you moving at a snail’s pace? Three breaths, if you can’t do it, then get lost and forget about any bets.”
Isaac Ding was once again met with disdain, his inner rage boiling. Three breaths? This kid really dares to talk big, choosing the wrong day to seek death!
“Hmph, three breaths it is!”
Isaac Ding couldn’t believe it. In three breaths, even a poison expert like him couldn’t guarantee setting up a sophisticated poison trap. What could a snot-nosed kid like Terra Su possibly set up?
“Three, two, one, start!”
As soon as the countdown began, Isaac Ding’s hands moved as swiftly as playing a zither, continuously pulling out various materials and skillfully setting up poisons around him.
Three breaths passed quickly. Although the breathing time for martial practitioners in this world was longer than that of ordinary people, three breaths were still not very long.
Since being hunted by the Wang and Ye families, Terra Su knew he was in constant danger and had made many preparations, always carrying various herbs with him.
At this moment, Terra Su’s movements seemed casual, but as the three breaths passed, he had also set up a small poison trap around him.
In his previous life, Terra Su had crawled and fought his way to becoming the Alchemy Emperor, experiencing countless poison battles, some a thousand times more complex than this. To him, this level of poison trap was child’s play. Isaac Ding’s methods were as childish and laughable as a toddler learning to walk.
When the three breaths were up, Terra Su had already completed his poison trap.
On the other hand, Isaac Ding was a bit flustered. He had initially proposed ten breaths, thinking it was already fast, but Terra Su had turned the tables, reducing it to three breaths, leaving him constrained.
In three breaths, Isaac Ding’s setup was barely adequate.
Terra Su sneered, “It seems your skills are lacking. Three breaths are too hard for you. How about I reluctantly give you seven more breaths?”
Isaac Ding would never admit defeat. He snorted coldly, “Three breaths are enough for me! As for you, with just your mouth, I hope you can still laugh later.”
He couldn’t believe that in three breaths, even he struggled, and Terra Su could set up a proper poison trap.
“Hmph, next, we switch places! The timing starts with a stick of incense!”
Isaac Ding strode into Terra Su’s setup, while Terra Su leisurely entered Isaac Ding’s.
Though Isaac Ding was in Terra Su’s setup, his attention was on his own. He was confident in his poison skills. Once someone entered his setup, not even a second-grade alchemist could last a stick of incense.
Seeing Terra Su step into his setup, Isaac Ding’s lips curled into a sinister smile. He thought to himself:
“Kid, when the poison takes effect, I’ll make you kneel and beg, revealing all the secrets of your treasure!”
The more Isaac Ding thought about it, the more excited he became. If a nobody like Terra Su could become an alchemy master with that treasure, what about him? Soon, that treasure would be his!
But suddenly, Isaac Ding noticed his breathing becoming difficult.
He realized he was still in Terra Su’s setup and began examining his surroundings.
“This kid actually has some skill. Did he really manage to poison this place in such a short time?”
Though Isaac Ding noticed the poison around him, he didn’t take it seriously. To him, trying to poison the “Thousand-Handed Poison Lord” was laughable.
Being called the Thousand-Handed Poison Lord meant he was not only good at using poison but also at countering it. Ordinary poisons didn’t concern him.
“This seems to be a simple Locking Breath Powder, made from gentian and aconite. Such a low-level poison can’t stop me.”
Isaac Ding smiled confidently, “This kid is so arrogant, but it’s just a simple Locking Breath Powder. How dare he embarrass himself with this? Watch how I neutralize it!”
Isaac Ding quickly prepared an antidote from the herbs he carried. A stick of incense was enough time for him to make an antidote.
While preparing the antidote, Isaac Ding glanced at Terra Su. What he saw almost made him laugh out loud.
Terra Su was sitting in Isaac Ding’s poison trap, casually chewing and swallowing a few herbs, then sitting still.
“Heh, this kid must be helpless against my poison. Those ordinary herbs have no detoxifying effect. He must have given up.”
Isaac Ding was thrilled. If not for his own situation, he would have rushed over to force Terra Su to reveal the treasure’s secrets.
He sped up his antidote preparation.
Soon, he finished and took the antidote, then sat cross-legged, using his martial arts to absorb the medicine’s power.
Moments later, Isaac Ding opened his eyes, full of confidence.
“Your poison is neutralized.”
Isaac Ding looked at Terra Su, feeling pleased, and couldn’t help but mock, “Kid, the stick of incense is almost up. If you’re really helpless, you might as well surrender. If I’m in a good mood, I might give you the antidote.”
But Terra Su remained unresponsive, as if he hadn’t heard.
“It seems my poison has invaded his heart and lungs, making him delirious.”
Isaac Ding grinned and prepared to pounce on Terra Su to force out the treasure’s secrets.
Just then, Isaac Ding’s expression changed, his brows furrowing, and he stopped, staring intently at his surroundings as if he had discovered something.
Yes, Isaac Ding had discovered something!
He realized that in Terra Su’s setup, there was a second poison!
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