One day, I will definitely give you all a surprise!

Ethan Brooks was deep in thought when he suddenly felt a sharp, tearing pain in his abdomen—a pain as if his liver was about to split apart.

“So that’s why this bastard suddenly died… turns out he was poisoned…” With his vast experience, Lord Ethan instantly understood what was happening to his body. But understanding was one thing; the effects on his body were another. The intense pain made cold sweat bead on his forehead.

This young general’s son was actually poisoned to death.

At this moment, although he had taken over this body, the deadly poison within it still remained, and it was still potent enough to kill.

However, while this poison could indeed kill the general’s son Ethan Brooks, for Lord Ethan’s Ethan Brooks, it was a different story!

“It’s just the trifling poison of the Qingming Fruit… Hmph.”

In an instant, he identified the poison. Ethan Brooks was dismissive, but suddenly his vision went black. Realizing the poison was flaring up again, he hurriedly tried to mobilize his spiritual power to expel it, only to be shocked to find his body completely empty; only then did he remember that the current “Ethan Brooks” was no longer the Lord Ethan of his previous life. Now, he was just a pampered young master from a general’s family. Although he seemed to have practiced some mystical arts, what spiritual power did he have to use?

At this thought, Ethan Brooks almost clutched his head and cried out in pain.

If, after surviving such a great calamity, Lord Ethan ended up being finished off by a mere Qingming Fruit, that would be the biggest joke of all!

The pain in his organs grew more and more intense. Ethan Brooks gritted his teeth hard: right now, the only thing that mattered was staying alive—everything else could wait. At this point, he could only use the last trace of his soul’s power to suppress the poison for now!

Ethan Brooks sat cross-legged, gritted his teeth, and channeled his soul’s power, instantly locating the poison and forcefully pressing it down…

“Pfft!”

Ethan Brooks spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his face as pale as death.

“Damn! That was my last bit of soul power… and I had to use it to suppress the poison. Now I’m truly powerless—never thought I, Ethan Brooks, would ever be in such a sorry state…” Ethan Brooks wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, thinking, “The most urgent thing now is to get rid of the poison in my body! Otherwise, in a few days, even my corpse will rot… how could I even think about revenge then…”

“Running into a situation like this is truly the height of frustration. I have a belly full of cultivation experience, a mind packed with top-tier techniques… but right now, I can’t use any of it, can’t cultivate at all.”

Ethan Brooks, full of resentment, muttered with a crooked smile, “Right now, I’m basically like someone carrying mountains of gold and silver into a brothel—rich, surrounded by beauties, but unfortunately, I’m a eunuch serving the emperor… For something this ridiculously depressing to happen to me, how can I still call myself Lord Ethan? Might as well change my name to ‘Unlucky Bastard’…”

Complaints aside, he still had to think of a solution.

……

“Steward, go and get these medicines for me.” Ethan Brooks held a prescription in his hand, naturally one he had just written himself. For the knowledgeable and talented Lord Ethan, curing the “trifling Qingming Fruit” poison was possible even without spiritual power.

“Actually, being a rich second-generation isn’t so bad. Not only do I have endless money to spend, but there are people to run errands for me…” Watching the steward respond to his orders, Ethan Brooks actually felt a bit cheerful for a moment.

“Um… Young master… these medicines…” The steward took the prescription, glanced at it, and his mouth twitched as he scratched his head, looking utterly confused.

“Hm? What’s wrong?”

“These medicines… I’ve never heard of them…” the steward said earnestly. “Young master, I know quite a few herbs on this continent. I’ve read the herbal compendiums, but these few—Ice Profound Fruit, Fire Spirit Grass, Phoenix Feather Flower… I’ve never heard of them. Where did you get this prescription?”

“Uh…” Ethan Brooks slapped his forehead.

Only then did he remember that all these medicines were from the Azure Cloud Heavenly Domain; in this mundane world, they probably didn’t exist.

“All right, all right, I was just joking…” Ethan Brooks sighed. “Go on with your work.”

The steward scratched his head and left, still completely baffled. He had no idea what madness had seized his young master today. Asking him to fetch medicine? Did he think scribbling a few strange names would make him look learned? Truly… speechless.

Ethan Brooks quickly walked to General Brooks’s study.

He flipped through several herbal compendiums, reading about rare and exotic things, medicinal properties, and toxicology…

“Just as I thought.” Ethan Brooks sighed.

The poison of the Qingming Fruit was nothing special in Ethan Brooks’s eyes; but it belonged to the Heavenly Domain. In this mundane world, there simply weren’t any medicines that could cure the Qingming Fruit’s poison!

It seemed the person who poisoned him truly meant to kill him. But that made things even more troublesome… Without an antidote, and unable to ascend, did that mean he could only wait for death?

“And also, this is clearly something that only circulates in the Heavenly Domain… how did it end up here? It seems the person who poisoned me must have some… connections up above?” A sharp, cold light flashed in Ethan Brooks’s eyes.