Gu Zhiqi, ignoring her struggles, grabbed her jaw and forced the medicine from the paper packet into her mouth.
"Cough, cough, cough..."
Mo Qingsnow kept coughing, suddenly raising her right hand, throwing white powder towards Gu Zhiqi.
Gu Zhiqi raised her hand, her fingers curled with Vital Energy, and waved at the white powder, making it change direction and fly towards Mo Qingsnow.
"Ah!" Mo Qingsnow screamed as the white powder quickly covered her face, turning it red, and finally forming large and small spots. The skin on her neck that the white powder touched also started to develop spots, showing a tendency to fester and bleed.
Seeing this, Gu Zhiqi released Mo Qingsnow’s jaw and took two steps back with a look of disgust.
"My face, my face." Mo Qingsnow cried miserably while fumbling in her pocket, looking for the antidote.
But before she could find the antidote, her wrist was grabbed by Gu Zhiqi.
"Let go, let go of me!" Mo Qingsnow tried to struggle, but the poison’s effect was already kicking in, blocking her Vital Energy, and her strength was gradually fading.
Panic crawled into Mo Qingsnow’s eyes.
"Looking for the antidote? Well, you’re about to die anyway," Gu Zhiqi said, slowly applying more force to her grip.
"Ah, it hurts, let go of me! Let go... Ah!"
A cracking sound was heard, and the bone in Mo Qingsnow’s wrist was crushed, her screams filling the entire Dark Prison.
Those nearby heard it and felt their scalps tingle.
Meng Qiyun quietly hid her wrist behind her back. Her hands were also slender, and her bones would easily break with a squeeze.
At the same time, she silently vowed never to provoke this Sister Gu in the future.
She showed no mercy at all, terrifying.
"What... what are you going to do? Let go." Mo Qingsnow’s voice was tinged with pain, weakened by the poison she had been fed.
Gu Zhiqi grabbed one of her fingers and said indifferently, "Fingers appear finer than wrists, so they should break more easily, right?"
Mo Qingsnow trembled all over upon hearing this, "No, please don’t, I beg you, please don’t... Ah!."
Her finger bone was snapped.
Watching Mo Qingsnow’s face covered in sweat from pain, Gu Zhiqi curled her lips into a smile, "Hands used to harm others, what’s the use of keeping them? Let’s break all these fingers."
"Let’s change the game," Gu Zhiqi said, flipping her wrist to reveal a dagger in her palm.
Mo Qingsnow shrank back in fear at the sight.
"For every person you harmed, I’ll stab you once."
"The Medical Alliance has over a thousand disciples, plus the Ever Winning Army members and my big brother..." She paused, lowering her gaze slightly as she counted the Medical Alliance members, "Around 4,000 people, rounding up, I’ll stab you 5,000 times."
"No! I’m wrong, I was really wrong, I’ll never harm anyone again, I’ll give them the antidote, I’ll give them the antidote, please spare me." Mo Qingsnow begged pitifully, looking at Gu Zhiqi.
Five thousand stabs, she’d rather be killed outright!
Gu Zhiqi raised an eyebrow, "Antidote? Give it to me."
It wouldn’t be realistic to detoxify each person individually with needles; if Mo Qingsnow had the antidote, it would save a lot of trouble.
"You can have the antidote, but you must first agree to one of my..."
Before she could finish, Gu Zhiqi had already moved the dagger to Mo Qingsnow’s shoulder, speaking in a negotiating tone, "Why don’t we start here?"
Mo Qingsnow felt her scalp tingle, "In my pocket! It’s in my pocket."
Upon hearing this, Gu Zhiqi released the finger she had been holding and reached into Mo Qingsnow’s pocket, pulling out three small medicine bottles.