After obtaining the antidote, Jiang Chen chose to save the Peerless Emperor first. Because curing this Seven Emotions Poison required removing all clothing and exposing the body, so that one could thoroughly observe whether every trace of the poison had been eliminated.
The terrifying thing about the Seven Emotions Poison was that if even the tiniest amount remained in the body, it would accumulate over time, and within a few days could generate a massive resurgence of emotional toxins.
Therefore, eradicating the Seven Emotions Poison meant cutting the weeds and pulling up the roots — not even the slightest residue could remain.
The Peerless Emperor was a man after all, so Jiang Chen didn't have to worry about any awkwardness. In theory, given Lady Yun's condition, she should have been treated first.
But having Jiang Chen strip Lady Yun of her clothes and expose her entire body made him feel rather constrained and uncomfortable.
So he decided to cure the Peerless Emperor first. Once the Peerless Emperor's poison was cured, he would teach the Peerless Emperor how to cure Lady Yun's.
Of course, the detoxification process was slightly more difficult than crafting the antidote.
Jiang Chen first fed the Peerless Emperor a detoxification pill, channeling his true essence into the Peerless Emperor's body to help disperse and activate the medicine's properties.
Then he introduced the spiritual liquid antidote, guiding it through every meridian and blood vessel in the Peerless Emperor's body, allowing it to permeate every inch of skin on the surface — every single pore, nothing was overlooked.
It was a good thing Jiang Chen had cultivated the Heavenly Eye Divine Pupil and the Seven Apertures Spiritual Resonance. His five senses and six perceptions were countless times more powerful than an ordinary person's, and his powers of observation were correspondingly superior.
To an ordinary person, a single pore might require careful, close inspection to find. But with a sweep of Jiang Chen's divine consciousness, everything became crystal clear, down to the finest detail.
Jiang Chen used the spiritual liquid to cleanse the body three times before finally removing every trace of Seven Emotions Poison from the internal organs, the blood vessels, the skin, and even the pores.
The next step was the final and most crucial one — the dense mass of emotional poison surrounding the sea of consciousness.
This was the hardest part.
Because the poison had already enveloped his sea of consciousness, it required introducing the spiritual liquid and refining the toxin bit by bit. The entire process demanded extreme care and precision.
Even the slightest error could lead to incomplete detoxification, undoing all the previous effort.
Jiang Chen's formidable mental strength was displayed in full at this moment.
The earlier stages of detoxification had taken Jiang Chen less than half a shichen. But the Seven Emotions Poison alone around the sea of consciousness would require at least a full shichen.
The sky gradually darkened as night fell completely.
Jiang Chen was fully immersed in the task and couldn't afford to be distracted.
Just then, several figures arrived at the inn's entrance. All wore matching uniforms, bristling with aggression as they strode inside.
The innkeeper took one look at their attire, and his expression changed instantly. He scurried out from behind the counter in a panic. "Honored sirs, might you be—"
The innkeeper was being polite, but these men had no interest in pleasantries. The hulking brute at the front shoved the innkeeper aside with a vicious push.
"Spare me the brown-nosing." The man was built like a small mountain — broad shoulders and a thick waist — and his sheer presence sent the scrawny innkeeper trembling with fear, his face going pale as dirt.
"Honored sirs, my humble establishment, my humble establishment—" the innkeeper stammered, unable to form a complete sentence.
"Old man, let me ask you — is there a young man staying at your inn?" the hulking brute snarled menacingly.
The innkeeper hurriedly replied, "Which young man might the honored sir be referring to? There are a few young men staying here. Which one is the honored sir looking for?"
"You've got too much to say!" The brute swung his massive arm and slapped the innkeeper flying with a single backhand. "Search! Search every single room!"
"We have to find that brat! The nerve — passing off fake Heaven-grade spiritual medicine to Master Jing the Third! That's a death sentence!"
The innkeeper was swatted several zhang through the air, blood spraying from his mouth. Terrified out of his wits, he didn't dare utter a single word of protest.
From the uniforms and the brute's words, he had already figured out who these people were.
Master Jing the Third's men!
This was one of the great tyrants of Frost Moon City — someone even the city lord had to show face to. In Frost Moon City, these people walked all over everyone.
Not just a small-time innkeeper like him — even someone ten times more powerful would tremble before Master Jing the Third.
With the innkeeper sent flying, the handful of young attendants were left gaping at each other, too scared to step forward.
The group, fierce as wolves and tigers, began ransacking every room in the inn with complete brutality.
Crash!
They kicked doors straight off their hinges. The guests inside naturally protested, storming out with furious expressions and foul language — only to be met with a resounding slap across the face.
Some of the more meek guests, sensing which way the wind was blowing, meekly cooperated with the search. The lucky ones managed to avoid a slap.
In no time, the entire inn was in chaos — chickens flying and dogs barking. Angry shouts rang out periodically, followed by the sound of scuffling and the occasional shrill scream from a woman.
Some guests even fled out half-naked, their faces masks of terror.
The innkeeper watched scene after scene unfold, his face chalk-white. He knew his inn was finished. After a disturbance like this, who would ever dare stay here again?
But even so, he could only swallow his anger in silence. He understood full well that right now, all he could do was endure it quietly.