The Female Lead Decides to Act Wickedly Chapter 410 - 182: Second Entry into the Martial World (Part

"Hisss! It’s so hot!"

The little girl had no idea that the woman lying on the ground still had the leisure to chat idly with "everyone."

Her hand, holding the bowl, seed to have been scalded, and she couldn’t help but make a hissing noise.

"But it needs to be hot for the dicine to be effective, right? Isn’t that what you told when you forced that dicine down my throat?"

As she ntioned the "past," a look of hatred and resentnt appeared on the little girl’s face.

"That damned Ghost Doctor Sai Yan King deserved to die for capturing , the Eldest Miss of the Heaven and Earth Alliance, and using as a dicine Man!"

"All sorts of poisons were poured into my stomach!"

"Forced to drink poisons, then antidotes, followed by new poisons, and testing again. Not to ntion how much it hurt after the poison took effect, as if my internal organs were being shredded. The process of testing the antidotes alone nearly claid my life!"

"And there’s you, the most malicious one, deliberately feeding scalding hot dicine. Wuuwuu, my throat is nearly ruined by you!"

"...What goes around, cos around. The enemies of Ghost Doctor Yan Boqian found him and killed that damned Sai Yan King!"

"And you, the Old Witch who aided and abetted him, have now fallen into my, Chai Ling’s, hands! Humph, I plan to return the favor teeth for teeth. I want you to suffer everything I endured in Ghost Doctor Valley!"

He Tiantian:... I haven’t even received the script yet, but just by listening to the girl’s cries, I can tell that this body I’ve ti-traveled into is definitely another wicked villain.

A cohort of Ghost Doctor Yan Boqian?

A heinous henchwoman?

He Tiantian speculated silently.

But, whatever the identity, such roles were sowhat hard for He Tiantian, who still clung to basic moral principles, to accept.

However, He Tiantian still found "holes" in the young girl Chai Ling’s story.

She tried her best to keep her eyes open despite the agony of being gnawed at by poisonous insects and thoroughly assessed the yellow-robed little girl standing before her.

"...Chai Ling, I... I never disfigured you nor did I let poisonous insects bite you, right?"

The young girl before seed weakened and obviously poisoned.

But her face wasn’t disfigured; it was far from ruined.

As for the face of the body I, He Tiantian, have ti-traveled into, I don’t even need to look in a mirror; the searing pain alone is enough for to imagine.

This face is utterly destroyed.

Even with modern costic surgery, it might not be repairable.

Chai Ling verbalized "an eye for an eye," but clearly, she seed to have more than doubled the punishnt and added quite a few other things.

Chai Ling was montarily choked!

"That’s not important! What’s important is that you were Ghost Doctor Sai Yan King’s accomplice!"

"Now that Sai Yan King is dead, it’s your turn!"

Chai Ling said through gritted teeth, the hatred in her eyes nearly materializing.

He Tiantian: ...Alright then, as the writer who inherited the original owner’s karma, I’ll accept it, no matter how reluctant I am!

However, I’m willing to correct and make ands for the wrongdoing committed by the original owner.

But as for this bowl of what seems like freshly boiled poison, I’m not going to "gladly accept" it!

What’s the joke here?

This is poison.

Putting aside the deadly toxic properties, just its steaming appearance indicates that it’s not less than ninety degrees.

Ninety degrees of hot soup, poured straight into the mouth.

Tsk tsk, the throat would definitely be scalded, and it might even result in becoming a mute.

He Tiantian had no interest in self-harm.

"Enough, Old Witch, you think I don’t know what you’re up to?"

"All this talk is just to stall for ti!"

"Hmph, even if you manage to delay a little, you won’t be able to escape this bowl of steaming poison!"

Chai Ling squatted down, one hand holding the bowl, the other pinching He Tiantian’s chin, attempting to pry open her mouth to pour the poison in.

Just at that mont, He Tiantian, who had gathered a bit of strength while chatting idly with Chai Ling, and also promptly taking out an anesthesia needle from her Space,

directly inserted the needle into Chai Ling’s body.

Hmm?

Chai Ling felt as if she had been pricked by a needle.

Then, a cool liquid was injected into her body.

Chai Ling’s heart jolted, and she nearly lost her grip on the bowl of hot dicine.

"Old Witch, what have you done?"

Damn it!

She shouldn’t have been so careless.

He Tiantian, the Old Witch, may not know Martial Arts, but after all, she had spent more than a decade with Ghost Doctor Sai Yan King.

The Ghost Doctor was adept in dicine, with poisoning techniques mysterious as Ghosts and Gods.

Perhaps, He Tiantian had learned so secret technique for poisoning from the Ghost Doctor.

I’m poisoned?

I, I—

After being a dicine Man in Ghost Doctor Valley for a month, Chai Ling’s fear of "poison" had penetrated deep into her bones.