Time Travel: I'm a Flower Thief

Hua Suwen was in a state of utter confusion, and at this critical moment, a sudden change occurred!

The man in black at the front suddenly buckled and collapsed to the ground with a thud. Then came the second, the third...

In the blink of an eye, all the men in black seemed to have their bones removed, collapsing to the ground, their bodies limp, unable to even move their fingers, only able to utter hoarse breaths.

Xie Xiaoyi was stunned. He stopped his punch and looked down at the struggling man in black at his feet, his face full of astonishment.

Hua Tianyi, who was standing to the side, slowly lowered his hands from behind his back and spoke calmly:

"Even immortals get drunk," I said. "Even those with a sixth-grade cultivation level would get drunk, let alone you."

Xie Xiaoyi and Hua Suwen were both stunned. Their master had been standing still the whole time. When did he set up this scheme?

The lead assassin gritted his teeth and asked, "We've been poisoned? You... when did you poison us?"

Hua Tianyi glanced at him, a faint smile appearing on his lips:

"You think doctors only know how to treat illnesses? You bunch of people just broke through the wall and inhaled my 'even gods would get drunk' medicine powder."

Xie Xiaoyi had been in the martial arts world and knew that Hua Tianyi was unparalleled in medicine and poison, but he really didn't know that his master's poisoning methods were so unpredictable.

He was very fortunate.

Fortunately, he only flirted with Hua Suwen and did not force himself on her.

Otherwise, if this "Double-Age Immortal Physician" gets angry, he might not even know when he loses his life.

But Xie Xiaoyi still wanted to know why, even though they were both in the same courtyard, his master's poison could affect the assassin, while he and his senior sister were unharmed.

"Master, your poisoning technique is amazing. I wasn't poisoned, was I?"

Hua Tianyi glanced at him sideways, waved his sleeve, and said in a tone as indifferent as the wind: "This is my method of poisoning and antidote."

Upon hearing this, Xie Xiaoyi was startled.

Master's skills are so amazing, he can poison and detoxify with a wave of his sleeve?

I go!

Isn't this—

With a gentle wave of my sleeve, the poison quietly arrives; with another gentle wave of my sleeve, the antidote enters my bosom.

Seeing that all the villains had been subdued, Hua Suwen became bolder.

"Master, who are they, and why do they want to kill us?"

Hua Tianyi didn't answer, but said to Xie Xiaoyi, "Xie Mo, go and ask around, see if you can get any clues."

Xie Xiaoyi nodded, stepped forward, and stomped his foot on the leader of the assassins' chest: "Speak! Who sent you? What is your purpose?"

The lead assassin had bloodshot eyes and was making hoarse noises in his throat.

"Fuck you, it hurts so much! When my master comes, he'll make sure you die a horrible death."

Xie Xiaoyi sneered and increased the pressure on his feet.

"My mother is your grandmother, go and do your grandmother's thing!"

His words were vulgar and offensive, prompting Hua Tianyi to frown and rebuke him: "Xie Mo, shut up! A doctor's conduct must prioritize propriety. Your crude language only lowers your standards!"

Xie Xiaoyi stuck out his tongue and began to admit his mistake: "It's Master, I was wrong. I will definitely change this habit of not wanting to lose face."

As he spoke, he pressed down harder with his feet.

Oh shit!

I'm a notorious womanizer, I've always been the one who sleeps with other men's mothers. You dare to call me a womanizer? I'll let you taste the power of my "Swallow Turns the Clouds" leg technique.

"Ah—" the assassin screamed in agony as he was trampled on.

He screamed in agony, and Xie Xiaoyi felt relieved.

"Tell me, who exactly are you?"

Just when everyone thought the leader of the assassins was about to succumb to the pain and confess, all the men in black lying on the ground suddenly convulsed, and their skin began to turn bluish-black.

Black blood spilled from the corners of several people's mouths. In just a few breaths, all ten or so people had stopped breathing, their deaths gruesome and terrifying.

Xie Xiaoyi was startled and took a step back.

This is definitely not the kind of drug that would make even immortals drunk!

Hua Tianyi's face darkened. He quickly stepped forward, squatted down, and pinched the wrist of an assassin to check his pulse. As soon as his fingertips touched the pulse, his brows furrowed tightly.

"wrong.

This is no ordinary poison; it's a soul-locking Gu.

It lies between the skin and bones, propelled by external force.

If the person who casts the poison wants the host to die, they only need to manipulate the qi (vital energy) to instantly cause the poison to take effect and cause death.

Xie Xiaoyi was startled: "A Soul-Locking Gu?"

"To be able to refine Gu worms into weapons that control people is something that ordinary martial artists cannot do." Hua Tianyi stood up, his gaze sweeping over the corpses on the ground, his tone becoming serious.

"This is the method of a Qi Refiner, and he is definitely not a righteous person; he is an extremely insidious Qi Refiner."

"Qi refiners?" Xie Xiaoyi repeated the name, fragments of his memory flashing through his mind. He had only heard that these people could refine all things.

It can summon thunder and lightning from the heavens to temper the body, and melt the essence of mountains and rivers to forge weapons; with every move, it can stir up the winds and clouds of a region.

However, the fragments were too fragmented. He only remembered that the legendary alchemists all had the ability to overturn rivers and seas, but he did not know why such a person would appear in this remote and impoverished place.

Hua Suwen was, after all, a young girl with very little experience in the martial arts world. This was the first time she had ever heard of a Qi Refiner, and she couldn't help but be curious.

"Master, what is a Qi Master?"

Hua Tianyi looked out of the courtyard, his tone calm.

"This Qi Refiner is not comparable to an ordinary martial artist."

They do not rely on fists, feet, or weapons, but rather on opening the mysterious gates within their bodies to draw in the invisible spiritual energy of heaven and earth, refining it into their own supernatural powers.

It can gather energy to form a shield to block immense force, and it can ride the wind and clouds to travel.

Some can even refine their divine consciousness and build a golden elixir, granting them lifespans far exceeding those of ordinary people; living for hundreds of years is not uncommon.

Hua Suwen was stunned:

"Is this even human? Wouldn't it be like a god? Everyone could become a Qi Refiner, and live a very long time, wouldn't that be great?"

Hua Tianyi shook his head and smiled faintly:

"The path of cultivation for Qi cultivators is truly fraught with difficulties and dangers."

First, one must have innate spiritual roots; ordinary people may never even touch the edge of spiritual energy, no matter how hard they try.

Secondly, one must overcome the inner demons. If one has even the slightest distracting thought during cultivation, one may suffer from demonic possession, which could result in the complete loss of one's cultivation or even death from physical explosion.

Furthermore, one must withstand the trials of Heaven. Every breakthrough in cultivation brings calamities: thunder, inner demons, and tribulation fire. A slight misstep can lead to death and annihilation.

Hua Suwen brushed her bangs aside and smiled sweetly: "Master, let's forget about it then, it sounds too troublesome."

Hua Tianyi continued:

"The cultivation of Qi cultivators is never done in isolation; it requires top-tier cultivation techniques to guide them, rare spiritual herbs to temper their bodies, and a place where spiritual veins converge for quiet cultivation."

You also need the support of fellow practitioners and the guidance of seniors. If you lack any of these, you may be stuck at a certain level and unable to make any progress until you die.

Of the millions in this world, only one in ten thousand can embark on the path of Qi cultivation, and those who achieve true mastery are even rarer.

Xie Xiaoyi snapped out of her daze and exchanged a glance with Hua Suwen, their eyes filled with admiration.