Yun Qingluo gave him a bottle, carrying some pills. "This is the other half of the cure."
Why did she surrender it so quickly? Di Fuyi took a sniff and was somewhat certain that it was the right bottle of pills. However, something was not right. He demanded, "Give me both portions of the cure."
Hesitantly, Yun Qingluo gave him the other half as requested. The bottles were red and green. Without warning, Di Fuyi took the Emei Sword in his hand and said, "Pardon me." He then made a cut on her wrist.
It was a gentle cut but was enough to make her bleed. She was poisoned.
"How many pills do you need?" He asked.
Yun Qingluo closed her eyes and answered calmly, "One each."
Di Fuyi gave her two pills. She first took the red one, then the green one. Next, she meditated to put the pills into effect.
Di Fuyi kept the bottles and observed her quietly. After a while, Yun Qingluo opened her eyes and met Di Fuyi's intense gaze.
