At this moment, the Poison Eye Dragon King finally realized that this absurdly young lad was anything but simple. His proficiency in poison even surpassed his own.
"Humph, I refuse to believe I can't cure the poison of this brat!" The Poison Eye Dragon King was also a master of poison and refused to accept defeat.
He groped out several brightly colored porcelain bottles of various sizes from within his clothes. They contained various Detoxification Elixirs and Poison Pills.
Embracing the idea of fighting poison with poison, he chewed on two Detoxification Pills from one bottle and took a sip of Poison from another. After fidgeting for roughly the time it takes to finish a meal, Chu Feng had already grown impatient.
If not for the fact that he dreaded the old man's Sword Saint Cultivation, Chu Feng would have charged over long ago, subdued him by force and fed him a Puppet Elixir.
