Chapter 665 — Both Are Possible
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 2
"The *Tangmen Poison Classic*?! You have read the *Tangmen Poison Classic*?" Guan Xuewen's expression changed abruptly, and he stared at Wei Zhao in disbelief! In an ancient text he had once read, when the rarest poisons of the ages were discussed, this very book — the famed *Tangmen Poison Classic*, renowned from antiquity to the present — had been mentioned as well!
The *Tangmen Poison Classic*, as the name suggests, is one of the secret manuals compiled by the sect known as the Tang Clan. The Tang Clan is located in Sichuan and is also called the Tang Family Fort; it is famous throughout the world for its use of poisons! But the tradition has long since been lost, and any trace of it now appears only in martial arts novels and television dramas. Whether the sect ever truly existed remains a matter for scholarly inquiry.
So whether the *Tangmen Poison Classic* mentioned in the ancient texts actually exists, Guan Xuewen did not know either. Medical texts of that sort are not orthodox pharmacological literature but rather anecdotal in nature, recording strange tales and marvels, some true and some false, impossible to judge.
"I have read it." Wei Zhao nodded. At home there was not only the *Tangmen Poison Classic* but also many other books on poisons, such as the *Secret Manual of the Five Venoms*.
Guan Xuewen's heart raced. Could Wei Zhao truly come from some ancient house of medicine? Why else would he have seen so many medical classics long since lost to the world? Of course, Guan Xuewen knew this was no time for such questions. Suppressing his delight, he asked, "Then do you have a way to cure her?"
"If it is poisoning, then I should. Let me try." Wei Zhao did not make any promises. When he had come down the mountain, the old man had told him he had already mastered a third of his skill — enough to hold his own against the world — but Wei Zhao was no megalomaniac. Who could say whether the poison could be neutralized?
As for Gu Mengyao's safety, however, Wei Zhao was not worried. So long as he kept channeling true qi into her body — what Jiao Yazi called energy — he could sustain her life indefinitely. Even if he could not neutralize the poison himself, once he got her to the old man, she could still be saved.
The old man was forever boasting about himself, claiming to be the greatest physician in the world, yet Wei Zhao knew full well that he had the right to say so. As for himself, he was still a grade below...
Wei Zhao silently circulated the inner arts of the Xuanyuan Dragon-Taming Art, channeling energy swiftly into Gu Mengyao's body. Thankfully, Gu Mengyao's body was not like Feng Xiaoxiao's had been back then — a bottomless pit that had drained Wei Zhao dry and even caused the tragedy of his level dropping.
Gu Mengyao was an ordinary person, so she needed very little energy — no more than a drop in the bucket for Wei Zhao, which came as a relief! If Gu Mengyao had truly drained all the energy from his body in one go, as Feng Xiaoxiao had, then keeping her alive would have been unrealistic; after all, he would need time to recover, wouldn't he?
Once the energy entered Gu Mengyao's body, her physiological functions swiftly began to recover, and vitality filled her whole being. Before long, Gu Mengyao's eyelashes trembled slightly, and Shen Yushu, who had been staring at her without blinking, tense with worry, suddenly noticed the movement and cried out in delighted surprise, "Sister Yaoyao, are you waking up?"