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Supreme therapist:My healing potions can even poison the gods

John gets a second chance at life, going back to the time before "The Gate to Another World" appeared. Betrayed in his past life as a pharmacist, he decides he can't trust anyone anymore. So, he opts for a hidden profession, becoming a poison master disguised as a regular pharmacist to everyone else. To the other awakened ones, John is just your run-of-the-mill potion maker. Little do they know, every healing potion he brews is laced with deadly poison. "John, heal me quick... Fuck! John, what did you do to me? Why have I turned bald?" "John!!Why did my penis turn into a mushroom after drinking your potion?" "You guys dare to drink John's healing potions? I saw with my own eyes last time, he threw a bottle of his healing potion and it directly stank a Corrupt Lord to death!" "And that's nothing! I saw a toxic serpent bite John, and guess what? The serpent got poisoned to death by him!" John sneered at the collapsed crowd, "I've said it before, though my potions are free, they come with some minor side effects. Want to get rid of the side effects? That'll cost extra!" ---------------------- Update Daily! 9 AM PST Please show your support if you enjoy the story! How can you show your support? Gift Power Stone! 150=1 bonus chapter 200=2 bonus chapters 500=3 bonus chapters Bonus release will drop the following week!

Doubleyolkeggs · Fantasia
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134 Chs

The Last Giant Treant

The giant Treant raised its hand in fury, ready to squash the pesky intruder.

The slender Ghoul swiftly shattered two bottles of healing potions mixed with [Primordial Toxin] and stuffed the shards and liquid into the Treant's wound. It retreated quickly, just before the massive hand came crashing down.

The demon Ghoul snorted in disdain, feeling as though the slender Ghoul had stolen its thunder.

"Smack!"

The giant Treant's hand slapped down onto its own wound, splattering green blood everywhere. A wave of intense pain radiated from its shoulder.

It howled in rage, turning to find the slender Ghoul, intent on crushing it underfoot.

Knowing its task was complete, the slender Ghoul slipped into the shadows, quickly exiting the battlefield. It hid in a narrow corner, watching intently.

Its cold eyes remained fixed on the giant Treant, waiting for the toxin to take effect.