Upon hearing this, everyone's expression changed drastically.
Those handymen who had signed up but then turned back couldn't help but show a hint of relief.
The Lesser Five Poisons Pill is not a poison, but it's not a good medicine either; rather, it's a potent and dangerous medicine that stimulates vital energy.
Once ingested, it will deplete one's foundation, causing a surge in strength and making one impervious to pain, unleashing combat power far exceeding normal levels.
The price is that each pill will severely deplete your vital energy, and it will take at least three months to recover.
Moreover, each person can only take a maximum of three pills in their lifetime. Exceeding this limit will destroy their foundation and turn them into a useless person.
In other words, this is a "pill version" of the low-end Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique.
This was merely the basic assessment for the drug testing children.
This shows just how dangerous this shortcut is!
That makes sense, though, since the children who tested the drugs at least had the name "children".
Aside from the uncertainty of their future and the fact that their fate is not in their own hands, all their treatment is the same as that of inner disciples. How could it be so easy for someone to become one?
If he dies after just one drug trial, wouldn't that be a waste of Master Dao's time and money?
Moreover, they died too quickly, so their medicinal properties couldn't be tested, rendering them completely useless.
Sanyin Temple is not a charity, so how could it allow people to take advantage of it?
For a time, the servants were either lucky, gloating, or worried.
Bai Cang and the other two felt extremely uneasy, caught in a dilemma.
"Dead Face" is, after all, a dignified deacon; once he "bestowed" the medicine, there's no reason for him to take it back.
In other words, Bai Cang and the other two may have become the chicken he used to "make an example of them."
Bai Cang wasn't afraid of the so-called "tiger medicine," but he was cautious by nature and currently had limited resources, so he didn't want to be the first to stick his neck out.
"Thank you for the medicine, Deacon!"
At the crucial moment, it was Zhang Liang, this hothead, who dared to be the first to swallow the "small five poison pills" with a tilt of his head back.
In a short while, Zhang Liang, whose face was already rosy, suddenly turned red and purple.
"Aaaaaaaahhhhh!"
He held it in for a while, but finally couldn't help but roar and turn around, punching the tree.
Punch after punch, and soon his hands were covered in blood, with the white bone showing through his fists.
Then he collapsed to the ground, his face ashen, barely breathing.
"Failed the assessment, next."
The dead-faced man remained expressionless, not even lifting his eyelids, as if he had expected this.
Suddenly, the pressure fell on Bai Cang and the yellow-faced boy.
Seeing that Bai Cang remained unmoved by the eight winds, the yellow-faced youth was quite decisive and swallowed the "Little Five Poison Pill" with a tilt of his head back.
His sallow face instantly became rosy.
He assumed a stance and slowly began to practice the "Hun Yuan Zhuang" (Primordial Stance), with white steam rising from above his head.
In no time at all, they had already walked through the Hunyuan stance three times.
As the sallow-faced youth finished his practice, he only swayed slightly, but his aura not only didn't weaken but actually increased, and his complexion visibly became a bit rosier.
"Hmm? There's a chance!"
Upon seeing this, Bai Cang's eyes lit up: he was just worried about how to avoid being too conspicuous.
If the first two fail and only he succeeds, even a fool would see that he has a secret.
Now that the sallow-faced youth has succeeded first, it's much better if the pale-faced youth follows suit later.
Most importantly, in Bai Cang's view, the opponent's Hunyuan stance was only at the "beginner level" and was not much stronger than his own.
Perhaps the yellow-faced boy has other secrets, but at least that's what he's shown.
Does that mean... he can follow suit?
"The assessment passed, next."
The dead-faced man seemed to have expected this, his expression remaining completely unchanged.
He looked at Bai Cang with a half-smile and said, "If you want to quit now, it's not too late."
Upon hearing this, Bai Cang's heart skipped a beat: there is never love or hate without a reason in this world, and there is no such thing as a free lunch. Only a weasel offering New Year's greetings to a chicken has no good intentions.
He had never had much interaction with "Dead Face," so why would the other party help him?
At this moment, the sudden "goodwill" from the "dead face" terrified Bai Cang.
This only strengthened his resolve to become a drug testing subject.
Only those who have value can receive the protection of the Three Yin Temple.
Thinking of this, Bai Cang bowed and said, "Thank you for the medicine, sir!"
Before he could finish speaking and before the "dead face" could respond, Bai Cang tilted his head back and swallowed the "small five poison pills".
Then, following the yellow-faced boy's method, they also began practicing the Hunyuan stance.
"boom!"
In an instant.
Bai Cang suddenly felt a surge of heat rising up, spreading throughout his limbs and bones.
As the Hunyuan Pillar was activated, the potent medicinal power that had been stimulating vital energy and squeezing the foundation subsided somewhat.
However, it did not have an immediate effect!
"Sure enough, that yellow-faced boy also has other advantages."
Bai Cang thought to himself, "Fortunately, I have a cheat code too."
With a thought, the talent of "quality of food" was activated, and the medicinal power of the tiger and wolf was instantly transformed into vital energy to nourish his body.
A warm current still surged, spreading into every part of my body.
Bai Cang's complexion also visibly became rosy.
[Hun Yuan Zhuang: A First Glimpse into the Path – Entering the Inner Chamber]
A moment later, Bai Cang was slightly shaken, and a lot of insights welled up in his mind.
The originally standard but somewhat unrefined Hunyuan stance suddenly became fluid and graceful.
Bai Cang made no attempt to hide his progress in the Hunyuan Stance.
Concealing one's talents is not the same as pretending to be weak; appropriately revealing one's abilities is better than constantly hiding them.
If you pretend to be a pig for too long, you'll actually become one.
Even if they don't turn into pigs, they'll still be targeted by jackals and hyenas, causing even more trouble.
At that time, not only will you not be able to eat the tiger, but you might even be eaten by others like a pig.
For Bai Cang, now is the time to demonstrate his usefulness in order to gain a safer period of growth.
In this world of cultivation, having a high talent for martial arts is not a big deal.
"What a martial arts prodigy! What a pity!"
As expected, upon seeing Bai Cang's performance, even the "dead face" surprisingly offered a word of praise.
After Bai Cang finished his practice and stood up, he directly called out, "Bai Cang, right? Come with me for a moment."
After saying that, he ignored the servants present and walked into his courtyard with his hands behind his back.
As a "dignified deacon," "Dead Face" certainly wouldn't be allowed to live in a dormitory-style room.
His courtyard wasn't large, only about a hundred square meters, but compared to the large communal sleeping quarters where Bai Cang and the other servants lived, it was quite luxurious.
However, Bai Cang didn't have time to be envious; he froze on the spot as soon as he entered the door.
Just as Bai Cang closed the door, "Dead Face" said, "I suggest you give up on the job of being a medicine testing child."
Upon hearing this, Bai Cang remained outwardly calm, but inwardly he was filled with rage.
What do you mean? Are you trying to cut off my shortcut?
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