Sword drawn from the constellations, poison as its edge.

Chapter 39 Big Ginger Doesn't Like Killing

"In fact, internal energy can resist poison! The higher the internal energy, the harder it is to be poisoned to death."

As Azi pondered, she spoke slowly.

“If I had used the Invisible Powder on the Iron Rod Lama, with his internal strength, even if he were poisoned, he would most likely have been able to escape and then slowly expel the poison. So I used the Azure Phosphorus Needle to deal with him. The poison of the Azure Phosphorus Needle is deadly upon contact with blood, much stronger than the Invisible Powder, which is why I was able to turn him into a Lama Ghost.”

Jiang Mingzhe nodded, thinking that this was similar to his own idea; the contest between internal force and poison power ultimately had to be determined by both form and quality.

In terms of form, poison powder, poison smoke, and poison fog are difficult to even reach the bodies of highly skilled individuals who can project their internal energy, as they cannot penetrate their bodies and are therefore ineffective.

Therefore, poisoned weapons are used, or the poison is added to food to allow it to enter the body. Alternatively, it can be made colorless and odorless so that the poison is absorbed without warning, such as the famous "Sad Breeze".

In terms of quality, when internal energy cultivation reaches an extremely high level, one is almost immune to all poisons. In Jiang Mingzhe's view, this is either because one's physical constitution far surpasses that of ordinary people through internal energy cultivation, giving one stronger resistance, or because one has a subtle control over one's own body, enabling one to accurately locate and reject poisons, or more likely, a combination of both.

However, poison itself also varies in quality and quantity. Zhang Wuji's Nine Yang Divine Skill is known as being immune to all poisons, but when he encountered the Ten Fragrant Softening Powder, he was still knocked down. However, he was a bit stronger than others because he was able to slowly expel the poison from his body on his own.

Therefore, it can be seen that there is probably no such thing as being immune to all poisons, nor is there any truly incurable poison; everything is a matter of offense and defense.

Jiang Mingzhe's mind raced, and he heard Azi continue, "However, the toxicity of the Jade Phosphorus Needle is a carefully crafted blend of several rare poisons by Master. Therefore, it is extremely potent and takes effect very quickly. Natural poisons are rarely this powerful. Although the Six-Winged Iron Centipede is a rare and exotic poison, if you are prepared in advance and have timely antidote, you should probably not die."

Jiang Mingzhe was overjoyed and, ignoring the uncertainties, quickly asked, "Then how should I prepare? And how do I detoxify?"

Azi said, "As for the antidote, I have our sect's Panacea Pill, which can cure most poisons in the world, including centipede poison. To prepare, you should first circulate your inner energy and concentrate it on your fingers. When the centipede bites your hand, before the poison takes hold, immediately use your energy to force out the poisonous blood. However..."

She suddenly pursed her lips and glanced at Jiang Mingzhe sideways: "Big Ginger, you're not allowed to lie to me. Tell me honestly, were you willing to be bitten yourself for better poison dissolution, or because you couldn't bear to part with that fake princess?"

Jiang Mingzhe took a deep breath, looked at Azi seriously, and said very earnestly, "Senior Sister, I'm going to tell you my truest thoughts now—"

He slowly shook his head: "I don't want to see innocent people die. It's not about whether she looks good or not. Even if the coachman or the lama were still alive, I wouldn't want to kill them just to dissolve the poison. Unless I'm going to die immediately if I don't dissolve the poison, then there's no way around it. It's better for them to die than for me to die. Otherwise, I'd rather not practice poison skills than become a butcher with blood on my hands."

After hearing this, Azi wanted to laugh at him for being soft-hearted and cowardly, but when she looked at Jiang Mingzhe, she saw that he was more serious than ever before. She muttered something in her throat and ultimately did not say the words of ridicule.

She tilted her head and thought for a moment, then said in a low voice, "But you've learned martial arts and entered the martial world, how could you not get your hands dirty and not kill anyone?"

Jiang Mingzhe said, "When it's time to kill, I will never hesitate. I never thought I would never have blood on my hands, but at least I don't want to get the blood of innocent people on my hands!"

“Senior sister, these people were also born after ten months of pregnancy by their parents, and they were raised with great difficulty. They may also have wives and children. If they provoke me or threaten me, it is only natural for me to beat or kill them, just like rabbits eating grass and wolves eating rabbits. But if they don’t provoke me or threaten me, why should I kill them and make a few more people in this world suffer?”

Azi sighed deeply and shook her head, saying, "Big Ginger, at first I thought you were an honest person, and I was worried you'd be bullied. Later I found out you weren't honest at all, which put my mind at ease. But now I realize your problem is more serious than being an honest person! You, you, you... you're actually a kind person!" "What does it matter to you whether others live or die? Why do you care if they're hurt or not? If you died, would they be sad for you? Since you won't be sad for you, why do you care what happens to them?"

Azi's expression was more serious than ever before. With her hands behind her back, she spoke a string of words in one breath.

Seeing that Jiang Ming seemed about to speak, A Zi raised her hand to stop him and continued, "You're probably going to say, 'But they didn't provoke me.' But think about it, if killing them would bring you a lot of money or a powerful skill, wouldn't those people you haven't provoked come after you? Besides, why wait for someone to provoke or threaten you before you kill them? You should kill more people, build a fearsome reputation, and make people afraid to provoke or threaten you!"

At this point, she spread her hands like a little adult and said earnestly, "Besides, we practice martial arts so that we can kill whoever we want, so that when others want to kill us, we can kill them first! If we don't kill people, then what's the point of practicing martial arts so hard? To strengthen our bodies?"

Jiang Mingzhe blinked in surprise.

He found himself speechless.

This world is inherently a dog-eat-dog world; it's just that modern society's productivity is so advanced that the cruel truth is heavily concealed by many seemingly civilized and beautiful rules.

But if we really want to be serious—let's not talk about the overly cruel and extreme cases—just talk about those who force you to work overtime. Aren't they murdering your time?
And isn't life just a period of time that seems long but is actually fleeting?
"All right……"

Jiang Mingzhe originally wanted to take this opportunity to correct A Zi's dark values, but he never expected that A Zi's logic was so impeccable that he had no choice but to admit defeat.

He smiled bitterly and said, "What you said makes sense. Okay, maybe I'm just a useless pushover, but senior sister, I... still don't want to kill people indiscriminately."

"it does not matter!"

Jiang Mingzhe thought that Azi would laugh at his weakness, but to his surprise, the little girl stood on tiptoe and rubbed Jiang Mingzhe's head.

"Some people like to eat mutton, some like to eat beef, and some don't like to eat meat at all, they only like to eat vegetables. This is called 'a thousand people, a thousand different tastes'."

Azi looked at him with a smile and said softly but firmly.

"Since Big Ginger doesn't like killing people, why don't I do it? Anyway, we are the White and Green Twin Demons. If others are afraid of me, they will naturally be afraid of you too."

Since Big Ginger doesn't like killing people, why don't I do it?

boom!
Azi's reverse head pat, coupled with a seemingly ordinary remark, stirred up a storm in Jiang Mingzhe's heart.

Since they met, he had always regarded Azi as a girl who hadn't grown up.

Only now do I realize that a girl growing up in such a cruel environment could never be the same as the girls he thought lived in a honey pot.
(End of this chapter)