Yang Han pretended to find a rock and sit down, but secretly, the Poison Alchemist saw his chance. He took out a brown pill and tossed it toward Yang Han. With a muffled pop, the pill exploded into a cloud of smoke.
The smoke enveloped Yang Han, but he just smiled. "Your exploding pill technique is pretty good, but the medicinal effect seems lacking."
Seeing that Yang Han was completely unharmed, the Poison Alchemist was shocked. "How is that possible?"
"Nothing's impossible. Come on out," Yang Han said with a smile.
The Poison Alchemist stepped out, watching as Yang Han emerged from the smoke. The two faced each other directly.
"Who exactly are you? Why have I never seen you before?" the Poison Alchemist asked.
"Actually, I'd like to know who you are and why you attacked me for no reason," Yang Han replied, though he already knew the man's background and was deliberately pushing back.
"Hmph, I'm the Poison Alchemist. In Medicine King Heaven, everyone knows about me," the Poison Alchemist declared.
"I'm the Pill-Refining Marvel. I just entered Medicine King Heaven, so it's not surprising you haven't heard of me," Yang Han said with a smile.
"You really just entered Medicine King Heaven?" the Poison Alchemist asked suspiciously.
"What, have you seen me before?" Yang Han said with a smile.
"Not really. I'm just curious if you're actually skilled at pill refining. But now it looks like you not only refine pills well, your pills are even immune to my poison." The Poison Alchemist assumed Yang Han must have taken some special pill, so he wasn't affected by the poison.
Hearing this, Yang Han almost wanted to laugh, but held back. He said, "I am indeed skilled at pill refining, and your poison is really nothing. But I'm curious—what did I do to offend you, that you'd try to poison me?"
Realizing his poison couldn't confuse Yang Han, the Poison Alchemist quickly switched tactics and laughed, "Actually, I just wanted to test the Marvel's pill detoxification skills. Looks like you really are extraordinary."
Yang Han nearly wanted to curse at the man's shamelessness, but kept his cool and smiled, "So that's how it is. Well, if there's nothing else, I'll be going."
The Poison Alchemist immediately panicked, "Wait, don't go! I have something I need your help with."
"Oh? What is it?" Yang Han asked with a smile, though inwardly he was thinking how shameless the guy was—failed to take him down, now directly asking for help.
"It's like this. Lately I've been refining a pill, but there's a poison that's too strong—even I can't neutralize it. If you can help me remove the poison and finish the new pill, I'll reward you generously," the Poison Alchemist said.
Yang Han nodded, "Oh, that's the situation? All right."
Hearing that Yang Han was willing to help, the Poison Alchemist was delighted. As for Yang Han, he had two goals: first, to infiltrate Medicine King Heaven, and this guy was the perfect entry point; second, to prevent him from harassing Xiao Li and his companion again.