I Am the Strongest Poison Master, Even the Empress Calls Me the Living King of Hell

Gao Yang transmigrates to the Great Qian (Daqian) Dynasty just as the Empress ascends the throne and gathers talents from across the land. Seizing the opportunity, he volunteers as a poison master.

Empress: “When you personally wipe out the entire family of your enemy and suddenly find a child among the corpses, what would you do?”

Gao Yang: “I would tell the child to remember my face, and the next time we meet, I won’t show mercy. Then I’d turn to leave, but suddenly spin around and laugh, ‘Haha, kid, we meet again!’”

Empress: “…”

Empress: “Our armies are currently engaged in battle, but a plague has broken out among our troops, causing morale to crumble. What plan do you have?”

Gao Yang: “I have a strategy. We could use the army’s catapults to launch the plague-infected corpses into the enemy camp, or dispose of the excess bodies in the upstream water sources of the enemy.”

The Empress looked at Gao Yang, who appeared calm and unbothered, and couldn’t help but twitch the corner of her mouth. “I’ve hired a living King of Hell!”