Antidote Formula
They knew it was dangerous to stand around, yet no one could help sticking, anticipating Mu Yu’s embarrassing failure.
“Where did Qiao Xue go? If only she was here to see how impudent this brat is.”
“She’s not back yet. We can testify, though.”
The dragon vine grouched, “Shall I give these narrow-minded fiends a fright?”
“They have no idea they’re dissing a pundit on poison,” Xiaoshuai added.
“You two just sit still. They don’t mean ill intention,” Mu Yu said.
In a nutshell, the brothers’ circumstance was similar to Ku Mu’s prior to him erasing his cultivation, except that the poison in Ku Mu at the time had permeated in there for a long time unlike the brothers.
Having analysed the poison, Mu Yu transferred green spiritual energy from Mao Xiaojiu’s forehead, sending it down to the latter’s heart. He then looked up to ask, “Doctor, do you have crispcloud wood here, the plant for staunching blood?”
“What do you want that for? Don’t tell me you’re thinking of using it to neutralise the poison. Are you having a delusional episode?!”
“I’ll find it myself, then.”
Mu Yu made sue the wooden fragment inside Mao Xiaojiu wouldn’t do anything undesirable and then fumbled through the clinic’s draws and cupboards.
“Doctor, you have a lot of herbs, huh? You even have the rare tweet leaves,” commented Mu Yu, grabbing a chunk of crispcloud wood, several forest leaves, ancient cedar herbs, a white dry leaf that he had to furtively expedite the growth and…
“Oi, put them back! I had to scour the entire bog to find them!” interrupted the doctor, still busy with Mao Dajiu’s condition.
“What did you pick up so many herbs for?” questioned Mu Yu, levitating the herbs.
“What sort of question is that? What does Qiao Xue see in this idiot? To treat patients, obviously!”
“In that case, we can justify me using them, then,” replied Mu Yu, grabbing some other herbs and then cloning them with his back facing everyone in order to ensure there was enough for both patients.
“Where do you get your confidence from? Those aren’t herbs for neutralising poison, you runt!”
The doctor’s principle was to treat those who could be treated and not to waste on patients who were done for. For as long as he had been active as a doctor, he had researched ruins poison and experimented endlessly to concoct an antidote to no avail. As such, Mu Yu’s declaration that he could neutralise the poison came off as a confrontational challenge to his competence.
Back at Mao Xiaojiu’s side, Mu Yu crushed the herbs using spiritual energy then split them into two identical ointments. “Hmm… I need a booster. Ah, a heaven howling divine butterfly’s blood…”
Mu Yu scanned the worried audience for a heaven howling divine butterfly. The bad news was there wasn’t one in sight. The good news was…
“A silkworm’s blood would be even better!” Mu Yu rushed over to Elder Tiantu and smiled innocently. “Could I discuss something with you, Elder Tiantu?”
Elder Tiantu flinched and covered his chest. “What do you want?”
“To ask for your help to save a life. Fiend beasts’ blood is a really important medicine booster capable of neutralising poisons. Your blood is essentially magic.”
“First, I’ve never heard any nonsense about using blood to neutralise poison. Second, I’m a fiend! How dare you compare my blood to a lowly fiend beast!”
“That means your blood is even more magical, then. How about you make a small sacrifice for your fellow fiends? They only need to rice bowls’ worth. Look at your white and tubby body. You will be fine.”
“Two rice bowls?! Do I look like an evolved pig to you?! Are you picking a fight now?!”
“Saving a life will accumulate far more good karma than saying your prayers. Time won’t slow down for anyone,” responded Mu Yu, zipping through the crowd to reach the Body Severing Realm elder and sticking a wooden pipe into the elder’s vein.
“Argh! I’ll kill you!”
Mu Yu already returned to the clinic after collecting two serves of white blood by the time Elder Tiantu could rage.
“I’m going to tell Qiao Xue to dump you! You have no respect for your elders! You’re a disgrace to fiends! Wait, you’re a disgrace to humans!”
In reality, offering that amount of blood was nothing for fiends because they could fill a bucket in the blink of an eye without endangering their life.
Mu Yu mushed the herbs then procedurally added them. Upon mixing a batch with a bowl of blood, the white blood began to gurgle. Using his spiritual energy, he stirred the mixture, allowing his spiritual energy to mix with them to remove the conflicting components between the herbs.
“What makes you think that crazy mixture is going to neutralise the poison?” snapped the doctor.
Mu Yu slowly transferred the poison mixture he created into Mao Xiaojiu, getting them to stick to the green spiritual energy enveloping the latter. Snapping his finger, the green spiritual energy started circulating the herb mixture around Mao Xiaojiu’s body.
“You done messing around?!” erupted the doctor, not seeing any results after a long wait.
Mu Yu took the other serve of medicine over to Mao Xiaojiu. “I am not messing around. I am saving their lives.”
“If that isn’t messing around, what is, you… you… you…”
The crowd by the door started lashing out at Mu Yu yet again, name calling and firing pejorative comments.
Suddenly, Mao Xiaojiu’s torso sprung up, and he blasted a mouthful of bubbling, black blood to the side.
Previous Chapter l Next Chapter
