Poison Doctor Roaming the Martial World

Chapter 180 Corpse Gu

Nangong Ji looked somewhat dejected. "So, I'm no longer destined for the throne?"

"not necessarily……"

The Imperial Advisor rose and walked to the window. Inside the densely woven cage, there were fleshy worms the size of caterpillars. Their plump bodies left a trail of sticky liquid wherever they went. These little cuties were the culmination of his years of hard work and would soon come in handy.

"There is a solution!"

"What is it?"

Nangong Ji, as if grasping at a straw, staggered to the Grand Preceptor's side, "Grand Preceptor?!"

The Imperial Advisor pointed to the wriggling worms in the cage, "This is a Gu that I have been developing for many years, called 'Corpse Gu.' When used on the dead, it can control the corpse's actions!"

"Corpse Gu?!"

Nangong Ji's heart clenched. The Imperial Advisor meant that the Corpse Gu was being used on a dead person—did he mean he had to commit suicide first?!

"Master National Preceptor..."

"You're overthinking it. I'm not going to kill you!"

Nangong Ji secretly breathed a sigh of relief; at least he wasn't going to die...

The Imperial Advisor pointed to Nangong Ji's injured arm, "Your arm will soon die from the inside out, no different from a dead person's arm. After the 'Corpse Gu' is planted in your arm, it will be connected to your heart meridian, and you can control your arm with your will... The 'Corpse Gu' will keep you looking perfectly fine!"

"real?!"

"Yes, as long as the corpse gu doesn't die, the arm will remain!"

Nangong Ji's eyes gradually brightened. As long as he could appear outwardly normal, no one would know that he was physically disabled!

Whether or not Gu poison was used, as long as the Imperial Advisor doesn't say, who will know?! The struggle for the throne is imminent, we must recover as soon as possible! Otherwise, if someone with ulterior motives discovers anything, everything will be ruined…

"What if the Corpse Gu dies?"

"Without the support of the corpse worm, the necrotic arm will gradually rot away like a corpse!"

Imagining his arm rotting from the inside out, Nangong Ji couldn't help but shudder. It was too disgusting...

How long can a corpse worm last?

“The lifespan of the corpse gu in the body varies depending on the cultivation period. I’ll plant a short-lived one in you first, so you can get used to it! The corpse gu in the golden thread cage will be three years old in two more months. If there are no accidents, one can last for about half a year!”

Nangong Ji looked at the corpse gu in the cage. There were quite a few of them, densely packed. One would last for half a year, two a year, and even if they were used for a hundred years, there would only be two hundred corpse gu!

But the Imperial Advisor looks to be past forty; how many more years can he endure? I must find an opportunity to learn the method of raising corpse-poisoning gu...

"Alright! Grand Preceptor, let's do it your way! When can we plant it?"

"No rush!" The Imperial Advisor returned to the table, lifted his robe, and sat down. "Wait until your arm is completely necrotic before planting it. If you plant it now, the corpse worm will gnaw on your flesh and blood. Feeding on fresh blood and flesh, it won't be long before you lose your life! When it's ready to be planted, I will send someone to inform you."

"Very well, I will follow the Imperial Advisor's arrangements!"

With the Imperial Advisor's confirmation, Nangong Ji regained his former handsome and dashing appearance...

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After seeing off the envoy from Xipan in Dongli Capital, Mo Ye finally had some free time to visit Huashuiyuefang.

Coincidentally, Jingnan returned with Qingdai, accompanied by Songyin and Ziping.

Because Songyin was worried about Qingdai, she asked Yuan Suxin to come to the capital with her.

Zi Ping will have to go to the military camp with the military doctors and will leave only when they are able to take charge on their own.

Everyone gathered in the private room. Yang Jianwu looked at Qingdai's pale face and couldn't bring herself to say anything to scold her.

She could only let out a long sigh. Being pregnant out of wedlock was never a good thing in any era, let alone being a concubine in Jingnan's harem, whose life and death were entirely in the hands of the principal wife.

Jing Nan proactively served Yang Jianwu tea, bowing and smiling obsequiously, "Hehe, Miss Yang, don't sigh, tell me what's on your mind."

What good would it do to say it?

"Um... but it's even scarier if you don't say a word..."

"Make Qingdai abort the child!"

"what?!"

……

Everyone was shocked, never expecting Yang Jianwu to say such cruel things.

Qingdai instinctively protected her stomach, realizing her mistress's intention, and then slowly released her hand.

Jing Nan immediately objected, "Miss Yang, although Qingdai is your maid, she..."

Yang Jianwu glanced at it indifferently, her face expressionless, yet exuding a powerful aura. "What about her?"

Jing Nan was a little scared, but for Qing Dai and the child in her womb, he stubbornly said, "Qing Dai is already pregnant, and she is the first child of our Yu'an Prince's Mansion. She cannot be left to wander outside."

"The Prince Yu'an's Mansion? So what? What does it have to do with me!"

"But……"

"According to the laws of Dongli, Qingdai's life and death are in my hands. If I don't arrange a marriage for her, she will have to enter my husband's family with me when I get married!"

Jing Nan seemed to have found an opening, "Then, Your Highness Prince Ning, bestow Qingdai upon me!"

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Mo Ye choked on his own saliva, secretly glanced at Yang Jianwu, and seeing that she had no reaction, slowly calmed his breathing.

"Jingnan, something happened while you were away. Xiaowu'er and Young Master Puyang..."

"Huh?? What do you mean??"