"I, Zhao Xiangde, can heal anyone, but I absolutely refuse to treat your kind of power," Zhao Xiangde tried to stand up, only to be stepped on like a dog by those stronger than him, his dignity trampled.
Zhao Xiangde had no regrets. If time could flow backwards, he would make the same choice all over again, the same words: he could heal anyone, but never them, never.
He had his principles. This middle-aged man hailed from the Hidden Sects, and though not as powerful as the Jade Tomb Sect, he was certainly not someone to provoke lightly.
In the past, poison had afflicted their Sect, specifically a type known as Rotten Bone Liquid.
This poison was unlike common ones; no amount of martial cultivation could resolve it. From the Sect Leader down to the Elders, half of the Sect's disciples were poisoned.
They tried elixirs, but to no avail.
