It is rumored that the Poison Doctor's Sacred Hall is extremely strict in accepting disciples. To become a closed-door disciple within the Poison Doctor's Sacred Hall, one must undergo a series of selections and trials. These are merely one of the many trials that need to be endured to become one of the many closed-door disciples.
To become a disciple of the Poison Doctor Divine Son, in addition to winning the status of a closed-door disciple of the Poison Doctor's Sacred Hall, one must continue to undergo selection and trials. On that day, the Poison Doctor Divine Son will personally set questions to test those who enter.
Only by answering or completing the questions set by the Poison Doctor Divine Son can one be accepted as a disciple by the Poison Doctor Divine Son.
This disciple recruitment is as difficult as the imperial examinations.
However, if one is fortunate enough to become a disciple of the Poison Doctor Divine Son, they can become the successor of the Poison Doctor's Sacred Hall in the next generation.
The Poison Doctor's Sacred Hall is spread throughout the world. If one can become the master of the Poison Doctor's Sacred Hall, their influence is not to be underestimated.
It is known that the closed-door disciples of the Poison Doctor's Sacred Hall not only master medical and poison skills but also practice martial arts. Furthermore, they only obey the orders of the Poison Doctor Divine Son.
It is imaginable how difficult it is to become a disciple of the Poison Doctor Divine Son.
It can be said that in the triennial grand ceremony of the Poison Doctor's Sacred Hall, no one has ever appeared who could be accepted as a disciple by the Poison Doctor Divine Son.
Nangong Xuanning looked at Gu Qianying with extreme surprise.
She never expected Gu Qianying to make such a bet with her.
"You've also studied medicine and know poisons?"
Gu Qianying shook her head faintly, "I haven't studied, but I've read a few medical books. As for identifying poisons, I've only seen them in a few medical books."
As soon as these words fell.
Laughter erupted.
"Eldest sister, are you joking? Who is the Poison Doctor Divine Son? What a difficult place to enter is the Poison Doctor's Sacred Hall. With just a few medical books you've read, you aspire to become an introductory disciple of the Poison Doctor's Sacred Hall, and even wish to become a disciple of the Poison Doctor Divine Son. Aren't you being too overconfident!"
Gu Mingyue had already forgotten the reprimand from the First Madam and her face was filled with mockery.
"Yes, Eldest Sister, you've boasted so much, aren't you afraid of being laughed at? If you're arguing with your own family, such rudeness is understandable, but in front of the Princess, you're embarrassing our Gu family..."
Before Gu Yumei could finish speaking, a gust of wind swept over.
Swoosh!
A long sword landed at the feet of her and Gu Mingyue.
The surrounding people were so frightened that they quickly retreated.
Gu Yefeng's cold voice echoed, "If you don't want your tongue, it can be made into a side dish!"
Gu Yumei and Gu Mingyue turned pale, fear surging in their hearts.
The Poison Doctor Divine Son was renowned in the martial world, and Gu Yefeng naturally knew his rules for accepting disciples. Although he was worried that his sister might suffer a crushing defeat due to her impulsive bet with Nangong Xuanning, after all, the strictness of the Poison Doctor Divine Son in accepting disciples was evident to all.
But as long as his sister wanted to play, even if she lost in the end, what of it? At worst, she wouldn't become the Poison Doctor Divine Son's disciple.
As long as his sister liked it, even if she lost and couldn't get close to Nangong Mo, what of it?
At worst, he would sneak into the Ninth Prince's mansion and kidnap Nangong Mo, keeping him confined in their Gu mansion. Who would know!
Thinking this, Gu Yefeng began to ponder how to avoid the guards of the Ninth Prince's mansion and stealthily break into it.
...
Gu Qianying did not take the mockery of Gu Mingyue, Gu Yumei, and the others to heart. Seeing that Nangong Xuanning was still silent, she spoke, "What? Princess, are you afraid to gamble?"
"What am I afraid of!"
Nangong Xuanning looked at Gu Qianying arrogantly and added, "I'm afraid you'll lose miserably!"
Gu Qianying chuckled, "Who wins and who loses is yet to be known, Princess. Your words are a bit too early."
In her previous life, she had led troops into battle and was severely injured, which led her to meet her master, the Poison Doctor Divine Son. On that day, her master accepted her as a disciple merely based on her unique bone structure, and becoming the successor of the Poison Doctor's Sacred Hall happened after Nanrong Qi was about to ascend the throne.
And all of this happened too late for her in this life.
Therefore, she had to become the Poison Doctor Divine Son's disciple openly and in advance before Nanrong Qi ascended the throne, and also become the successor of the Poison Doctor's Sacred Hall in advance.
Only in this way could she legitimately possess her own power.
The closed-door disciples of the Poison Doctor's Sacred Hall were all extraordinary.
Some came from wealthy merchant families, while others held respectable official positions in the imperial court.
Even some introductory disciples were disciples of eminent monks from royal temples.
In short, regardless of their background or identity, as long as they wished to learn medical and poison skills and become closed-door disciples of the Poison Doctor's Sacred Hall, they were treated equally upon entering.
And these could later serve as bargaining chips in her revenge plan.
Previously, she had used her master's name to make a promise with Nangong Li to save someone, which was also a way to make her master, the Poison Doctor Divine Son, famous not only in the martial world but also in the palace. The more renowned he was, the more beneficial it would be for her.
The First Madam listened to the conversation between Gu Qianying and Nangong Xuanning, her heart pounding.
She lightly tugged at Gu Qianying's sleeve, wanting to dissuade her, but Gu Qianying gave her a reassuring look instead.
"Hmph!"
Nangong Xuanning glared at Gu Qianying.
"I will make you taste what a crushing defeat is like!"
With the determination to make Gu Qianying lose miserably, Nangong Xuanning, leading her entourage, was about to leave when suddenly, there was a commotion outside the main gate with the sound of knocking and drumming.
Nangong Li, riding a horse and leading more than twenty plainclothes guards, stood at the main gate of the Gu mansion.
Three carriages were parked outside the gate.
"Move them inside for me!"
Nangong Li jumped off the horse.
With a command.
The guards carried two large chests from two carriages and orderly entered the Gu mansion.
Outside the last carriage.
Bai Qi stood by the side of the carriage and reported with cupped hands, "Master, the Third Prince has entered."
The carriage curtain was lifted.
A handsome and refined face was revealed.
Nangong Mo, dressed in a snow-white robe, his narrow phoenix eyes cast a glance at the "Gu" character on the Gu mansion's gate, his lips curled coldly, in a good mood.
Girl, this prince has arrived!
"Push me in."
His mood improved, and the cold aura emanating from him lessened slightly.
Bai Qi, who followed Nangong Mo, was also in a good mood. His master's specially made wheelchair was already prepared.
He chuckled, revealing his white teeth, "Yes, Master."
In the Gu mansion's courtyard.
After Nangong Li entered, everyone quickly rose and knelt.
"Long live the Third Prince, long live, long live, long live."
As Bai Qi pushed Nangong Mo in, the people who had just risen knelt again.
"Long live the Ninth Prince..."
Nangong Xuanning was overjoyed to see Nangong Mo, "Ninth Imperial Uncle, you're finally here."
Nangong Mo looked at her, without speaking.
The indifference in his eyes was evident.
At this moment, Nangong Li tapped his fan against his hand and spoke to Old General Gu: "...Old General Gu, this Prince has come today to deliver betrothal gifts on behalf of my Ninth Imperial Uncle. Quickly send the betrothal gifts up for this Prince."