Chapter Thirty-Six: Immune to All Poisons

  Everyone heard that no one went to the East Hall to select herbs, because no one had a grasp of the medicinal properties of forty-nine medicines. Since they couldn't neutralize the medicinal properties, the consequences were unpredictable.

  "I have explained to you for over ten days, if you can't even remember the properties of forty-nine kinds of medicinal herbs, then you are not worthy of being a disciple of Shangqing." Yuling said with a smile.

  Before, Mo Wen had noticed that Yu Linglong's smile was different from others. When she smiled, the right corner of her mouth would curl up. At the time, he hadn't thought much of it, but now he realized that this smile could turn into a cold sneer at any moment. Yu Linglong's smile was now icy to the point where it sent shivers down his spine, indicating that there was no room for negotiation or compromise.

  After a moment of silence, Ajiu was the first to pick up the medicine basket and enter the East Hall. Mo Xun followed suit, and seeing that they could not avoid it, the others also entered the hall to select medicinal herbs.

  There are over a thousand kinds of herbs, but the quantities are not large, with many only having a few roots. The insufficient quantity of the same herb makes it impossible for people to divide and take them, nor can they refer to others.

  Ajiu picks herbs at random without much thought. Baili's crazy wind grabs his ears and scratches his cheeks, frowning as he looks around. Ye Xiao picks things up and puts them down again, lacking confidence. Liu Song hesitates when choosing herbs. Liu Shaoqing chooses only tonics that nourish the blood, moving quickly. Qiansui moves slowly, but once she's chosen something, she doesn't change it.

  "Why don't you take it?" Ah Jiu leaned over and asked Mo Xun in a low voice.

  "Wait until they have finished picking." Mo Wen said, due to the insufficient amount of herbs, it was highly likely that the previously picked herbs did not have corresponding herbs to neutralize them, so he could only wait until everyone had finished picking before making his move.

  "It's getting harder and harder to choose." Ah Jiu casually threw two strains of neutral medicinal herbs into Mo Wen's medicine basket.

  "Tian Shu Zi, Tian Xuan Zi each choose 51 kinds." The sound of Yu Ling Long came from outside the temple.

  Ajiu looked at Mo Wen with a hint of apology, then turned and walked away. Mo Wen turned back to look, only to find Yulingong coldly smiling at the crowd, Yulingong was indeed the Water Fairy, this woman's smile hid venom behind it.

  Ajiu was the first to finish selecting and exit the hall. Mo didn't ask, but he noticed that not all of Ajiu's selections were neutral medicinal herbs; more than a dozen were toxic ones. Given her speed and grasp of pharmacology, she could have easily avoided picking those poisonous plants, yet she did so intentionally, clearly leaving more options for the other six people.

  Although Qian Sui's movements were very slow, he was the second to exit the hall, and most of the herbs he chose belonged to the earth and water elements. Liu Shaoqing was the third to go out, choosing a pile of tonic products. Half an hour later, Liu Song also left, Mo Wen had been watching from the side, noticing that Liu Song had taken a rare and difficult-to-neutralize medicinal material, intending to speak up to remind him, but turned around to find Yuling watching everyone, so he could only give up.

  Baili Kuangfeng was originally not interested in pharmacology, and at this time he couldn't help but feel helpless. Mo Xun didn't dare to speak up or offer any advice, so he could only walk over to his side and hint with his eyes. Baili Kuangfeng noticed him hinting and quickly picked out 49 types of medicine based on his eye movements. However, relying solely on eye movements was bound to lead to some mistakes, and Baili Kuangfeng had at least grabbed three wrong ones. Mo Xun didn't dare shake his head, so he could only watch as Baili Kuangfeng walked away from the East Hall with a pile of medicine that might cause paralysis.

  Ye Xiangyao had a high level of spiritual awareness, but unfortunately, when he listened to the lecture, his mind was wandering and he spent more time looking at Yulinglei's shoulders, waist, hips, and breasts than at the medicinal herbs. As a result, by this point, he had become the worst one, and Mo Xianshan tried to hint at him with his eyes, but after being met with Yulinglei's cold laughter several times, he didn't dare to be presumptuous again and could only use mouth movements to secretly suggest to Ye Xiangyao that water-attributed medicinal materials were relatively gentle despite their heavy cold energy.

  Most of the single-herb medicines have been taken away by people, and most of the remaining ones are harder to neutralize. A single-herb medicine requires at least two or more herbs to neutralize it, and those two herbs also need other medicines to neutralize them again. It's easy to imagine how difficult it is to choose among them.

  At this time, several people outside the hall had already started decocting medicine, and the fragrance of the medicine made Mo Wen start to get anxious. He forced himself to calm down and selected 51 kinds of herbs before leaving the East Hall, putting them in a medicine pot for brewing. The miscellaneous servants were responsible for brewing, so no one else needed to lift a hand.

  At this time, everyone was in a hurry to discuss and verify the medicinal properties, no one asked Mo without participating, because he found that Yuling did not record what kind of herbs each person took, which means that even if everyone is unfortunately poisoned, she will not take action to rescue.

  When only half a time was left, Ye Xiang came out, handed the medicine basket to the miscellaneous servant with a hard scalp, and then stood back with his head down.

  At this moment, the only thing that everyone can do is to wait anxiously. The medicinal properties of the herbs can be roughly judged by their smell alone. Among the seven people, only Ah Jiu and Qian Shuai's medicine jars had a relatively normal fragrance, while the other five were either pungent or choking, it was clear that they had all deviated from the norm.

  Two hours passed quickly, and as it approached noon, the fire was drawn out to take medicine. In front of the seven people, a medicine bowl was placed in front of each person, containing a decoction made from the medicinal materials selected by everyone.

  The medicinal soup in front of Ah Jiu was tea-colored, while the thousand-year-old's soup had a slightly darker color, presenting as brown. The other five people didn't have normal colors either: Mo Wen's was gray, Bai Li Kuang Feng's was black, Liu Shao Xiang's was yellow, and Liu Shao Xing's medicinal soup presented an eerie bright red color. The worst off was Ye Xiao Yao, whose face was even greener than the soup.

  "Drink up." Yuling waved her hand at everyone.

  Everyone heard the words and did not hold their bowls, Yuling first stood far away, didn't care what medicine everyone took, and didn't mind what they cooked.

  "Really going to drink?" Baili Kui Feng furrowed his brow and looked at Yu Ling Long.

  "It's natural to drink." Yuling frowned slightly.

  "What if I die from poisoning?" Baili Kui Feng scowled with a twisted mouth and bulging eyes.

  "As a superior cultivator, after learning medical skills, you actually poisoned yourself to death. Isn't that laughable?" Yu Linglong sneered.

  Everyone heard the words and looked at each other in dismay, hesitating for a long time, but no one went forward to take the medicine bowl. Yuling only coldly observed from the side, not urging anyone on.

  "It's just a bowl of medicine, what's the worst that could happen?" In the end, Bai Li Kuangfeng was the first to pick up the bowl and drink it all in one gulp. The others followed suit, finishing off the medicinal soup before retreating back to their original positions.

  It's hard to know what others are thinking, but at this moment he is extremely nervous. Normally, the medicinal soup only contains a dozen or so herbs, but the one that everyone drank contained forty or fifty kinds. The consequences of mixing and blending such a large number of medicinal properties are really impossible to predict, but one thing is certain: it will definitely not have any good results.

  The medicine took effect relatively slowly, and at first, no one felt any discomfort. Half a stick of incense later, Ye Ruo was the first to rush to the toilet, and the medicine he took was mainly water-based, cold and yin in nature, which inevitably led to diarrhea. Bai Li Kuangfeng was the second to react, suddenly falling to the ground without warning, with convulsions in all four limbs. Liu Song followed closely behind, spitting out white foam after falling to the ground. At this time, there were still four people standing: Mo Wen, A Jiu, Liu Shaoqing, and Qian Sui. A Jiu and Qian Sui had no abnormal reactions, while Mo Wen and Liu Shaoqing had two completely opposite reactions. Mo Wen's yin energy surged into his heart, cold air entered his blood, his eyebrows and hair were covered in frost, and his whole body was shaking violently. On the other hand, Liu Shaoqing chose mostly warm and nourishing medicines, which led to an accumulation of medicinal properties causing virtual fire and dry heat. At this time, his blood and energy were churning, and his face turned bright red.

  "Please, someone come and save us." Ah Jiu saw Mo Xun and the others in agony, and rushed forward to open his mouth.

  Yu Linglong raised an eyebrow and glanced at Ah Jiu, then turned around and walked out the door, leaving everyone behind without a care.

  "Don't ask, how are you?" Ah Jiu supported Mo Wen who was trembling like a sieve.

  "I'm fine, go take a look at them." The bone-piercing chill caused Mo Wen to run to the fire pit, shivering as he added more firewood to the flames.

  "It's killing me!" Just then Liu Shaoying let out a scream and ran away.

  The violent wind within a hundred miles is just a spasm and shouldn't be a big deal, but Liu Song's situation is much more severe, with white foam constantly coming out of her mouth, which is an extremely obvious symptom of poisoning.

  "This madwoman is going to poison us to death." Baili Kuangfeng's limbs began to shrink after a spasm.

  "Don't ask what to do now?" Ah Jiu was at a loss for what to do about Bai Li Kuang Feng and Liu Shuang, she wasn't clear what kind of medicine the two had taken before, naturally there was no way to treat them.

  "Go find Qingyang Daozhang quickly." Mo Wen's teeth chattered with fear.

  "I'm going." Senbei heard this and quickly got up first. Although he usually moves slowly, at critical moments he can also be quick.

  "How could she have gone so far?" Ah Jiu ran over to help Mo Xun add firewood to the bonfire.

  "It's possible that she blamed us for not listening carefully, or maybe she didn't want us to remember her kindness." Mo Wen crossed his arms and gritted his teeth, trying to withstand the cold. Normally, a fire could be lit to ward off the chill, but this time he had mistakenly taken medicine, causing an imbalance in his body where yin was dominant and yang was weak, resulting in internal coldness that no amount of external heat could dispel.

  "If the madwoman had killed us, our ancestors would not have let her off lightly." Baili Kui Feng shouted loudly after a spasm, the pain of his limbs cramping was not something an ordinary person could endure.

  "Try to save Liu Song." Mo Wen urged Ah Jiu.

  "I don't know what kind of medicine he has taken, how can we save him?" Ah Jiu said anxiously.

  Just as everyone was in a state of panic and at a loss, a young servant who was standing by the side path approached Mo Wu's ear and said, "Mo Daozhang, when you were selecting medicinal materials inside the hall, I saw Li Zhenren sprinkle some medicinal powder into the medicine jar."

  "Which medicine jars?" Mo Wen raised his head and looked at this little Daoist boy named Qingfeng.

  "She has touched all seven medicine jars." The little Taoist boy pretended to add firewood and said in a low voice.

  Mo Wen asked, and the Taoist boy nodded, then beckoned to Ah Jiu, "Li Zhenren had previously put a lifesaving medicine in the gourd, so our lives are not at risk."

  Ajiu turned his head to look at the Dao Tong beside him, and the Dao Tong nodded again.

  "Gu Yangzi Daochang and Qing Yangzi Daochang both refused to come and save, what can be done?" Just then, Qiansui rushed in from outside the door.

  Mo Wen didn't ask any questions, and instead got up and moved to Liu Song's side. He reached out to feel his pulse, and found that although the pulse was irregular and fluctuating, the beat was still strong, so there was no need to worry about his life.

  "It's just some pain, it won't kill me." Mo Wen clenched his teeth and endured the piercing chill.

  "I'm going to take a look at Ye Xiao Yao." Qian Sui heard this and turned around, running towards the outhouse, where Ye Xiao Yao's "ah" sounds were coming from.

  Yu Linglong left before noon and did not return that day. During this time, no one else came, leaving only Mo Wen and the other seven people in the East Hall to suffer miserably. The effects of the poison lasted for three hours before finally subsiding, and although everyone had suffered greatly, they could not understand why Yu Linglong had resorted to such a poisonous move.

  The next morning, Yuling came again. Everyone remembered their hatred and did not get up. However, Yuling's next sentence made everyone rush out of their rooms: "If you can't bear such suffering, how can you avoid being poisoned..."