Chapter 917: Nerve Disorder?

Soon, Mu You ordered someone to casually catch an old cow and bring it over.

After feeding it a pill, Mu You and Sun Ming immediately began observing the cow's reaction.

At first everything was normal; the old cow leisurely wandered around the courtyard, but after a quarter hour, Sun Ming noticed something off—how did this cow alone strike that pose in Yuàn zhōng?

There was clearly no female cow around, yet this thing went ahead and performed a solo act, and even looked quite satisfied.

You damn well are just one—what are you satisfied about?

"Sun Ming, look at this......?"

"Take another look."

Still uncertain, the two continued observing; as time passed, the cow's behavior grew stranger and stranger, until both furrowed their brows.

Finally, the two came to a conclusion: nerve disorder, causing short-term hallucinations.

Only late at night did the cow finally return to normal.

Meanwhile, Mu You and Sun Ming returned to the prescription again.

"In that case, the pill's side effect is nerve disorder that causes hallucinations, lasting about a day."

"Hmm, as things stand, that's the case. So, Peak Master Mu, do you intend to let the disciples of Dao Yi Shengdi take it?"

It won't endanger life, and after the side effects ended, the two carefully examined the cow's body, finding no impact on its health.

But during the outbreak of the side effects, who knows what will happen, who knows what will be seen.

Today this mad cow nearly tore the courtyard apart; if Mu You hadn't enveloped the whole courtyard with Línglì, who knows how it would have ended.

If the disciples of Dao Yi Shengdi were to experience hallucinations then.................

Thus, hearing Sun Ming's words, Mu You was momentarily undecided; the pill had already been successfully developed and could absolutely neutralize the Undying Holy Land's poison arts—this had already been tested.

After all, the original purpose of developing this pill was to deal with the Undying Holy Land.

Mu You and Sun Ming had studied all of the Undying Holy Land's poison arts, only then refining this pill.

As long as one takes this pill, the Undying Holy Land's poison arts are completely nullified, posing no threat whatsoever.

By then, Dao Yi Shengdi could act freely, no longer needing to fear the Undying Holy Land's poison arts.

This amounts to outright abolishing the Undying Holy Land's techniques.

But now, this side effect.................

After pondering for a while, weighing left and right, Mu You finally spoke in a low voice.

"I can't decide on this matter; I still need to consult Senior Brother."

"Alright, then I'll leave this to Peak Master Mu; I'm heading back first."

"Sun Ming, you really won't consider joining my Dao Yi Shengdi?"

"Forget it, I'm not suited for it."

Mu You genuinely likes Sun Ming, but this guy has no interest in it.

The next day, Mu You early on found Qi Xiong, who was having breakfast in the courtyard—he was eating instant beef noodles, a kind of dry rations, a product newly developed by Ye Zhangqing.

Seeing Mu You stride over, Qi Xiong asked curiously.

"Coming so early, what's up?"

"Give me a bucket first."

"Get lost, you don't have your own?"

"I've succeeded in my research, I have a solution—what, you can't even eat a bucket of noodles?"

"Huh??? You have a way to deal with the Undying Holy Land?"

"Sigh, I'm hungry—maybe after I'm full I'll have a plan."

"You…… fine, wait."

After personally preparing a bucket of braised beef noodles for Mu You, and the two ate comfortably, Qi Xiong could no longer wait to ask.

"Hurry up, what's the plan?"

The Undying Holy Land makes Qi Xiong's teeth itch with rage; he'd love to grab it by the collar, something the Dao Yi Shengdi has never suffered.

Faced with Qi Xiong's eager inquiry, Mu You took out the pill and said.

"This pill can neutralize all the Undying Holy Land's poison arts; after taking it, one need no longer fear their poison arts."

"Really?"

Hearing Mu You's explanation, Qi Xiong's eyes lit up, his gaze fixed tightly on the white pill in his hand.

Unafraid of poison arts, dealing with the Undying Holy Land becomes much simpler.

This tiny pill, at this moment in Qi Xiong's eyes, is practically a supreme treasure.

"Haha, good, good, Junior Brother, you've really rendered great service this time—excellent."

"With this thing, we'll surely be able to give those bastard calves a good thrashing."

Qi Xiong laughed with ecstatic joy, but Mu You beside him wore a complex expression, having just spoken of the pill's good side while the bad side remained unmentioned.

Seeing Qi Xiong's pleased look, Mu You steeled himself and said.

"Um...... Senior Brother, don't get too excited just yet—this pill is somewhat different."

"What's wrong?"

"Well, this pill, after taking it, will have a slight side effect."

"Side effect?"

"Yes."

"What side effect?"

"It causes nerve disorder and hallucinations, lasting about a day—so, Senior Brother, do you still want to use it?"

"Huh???"

Upon hearing this, Qi Xiong's expression instantly turned complex, and his smile gradually faded.

He gave Mu You a strange look—how was this guy getting weirder and weirder?

You're just making pills—what side effects are you causing?

Mu You never did anything like this before; he's been immersed in pillcraft for years and never pulled such tricks—how did he end up like this, getting more and more elaborate?

"Is there a way to solve it?"

After thinking, Qi Xiong asked, "These pills actually have side effects—this is utterly absurd."

But regarding that, Mu You simply shook his head.

"There's no way around it, so whether to use it or not is up to Senior Brother to decide."

"Anyway, we have a method, but there's a small flaw—whether to use it is up to you."

Qi Xiong fell silent, but thinking of how the Immortal Holy Land had treated him so cruelly, he finally gritted his teeth and said.

"Use it—have the junior brother arrange the production; when giving it to the disciples, explain the side effects, and as for how to choose, let them decide themselves."

Qi Xiong couldn't swallow this anger, but the side effects couldn't be ignored.

After thinking, it's better to let the person involved decide—once the pills are distributed, during battle, whether to take them or not will be up to the disciples themselves.

"Okay."

Upon hearing that, Mu You had no objection—this was indeed a good plan—he nodded in agreement and then got up to prepare arranging the production.

Since we already have the formula, the subsequent production work will be much simpler.

The elders of Hundred Grass Peak can also help with the production, making the process very efficient.

However, just as Mu You turned to leave, Qi Xiong behind him suddenly spoke up.

"Wait a moment, junior brother."

"Senior Brother, is there something else?"

"Then give me one as well when the time comes."

"Huh???"

Qi Xiong also wanted a pill; hearing this, Mu You froze.

As for that, Qi Xiong also blushed, but there was nothing to be done—he himself had been rendered temperless by the Grand Elder of the Immortal Holy Land.

After a moment of silence, Mu You then gave a faint nod.

"Okay."

But just then, the voice of Yun Xiantai suddenly reached both of their ears.

"Mu You, prepare four pills for my master and your martial uncle as well—damn it, this time we really need to take care of those old fogies."

"Huh???"