"Ughhhh-"
"Help....my blood, it's boiling...my vision is turning dark!"
suddenly, the Yang patriarch began to grab his own throat, feeling his throat dry.
'Hmm? So, is this how the poison works? Strange, why isn't it working on me... I have drank multiple drinks since, the system had stolen the antidote,' thought Bai Lung in his mind, unable to fathom what was going on.
To be honest, he only dared to drink multiple cups because of the fact that he possessed an antidote, did Patriarch Yang only mix poison on the first cup?
[ Ding! It's because of your Dragon Aura, you have no effect of Moon Yin-poison in your body, ]
Suddenly, the voice of Xiaoyu rang at the back of his head.
[ Ooh? Is that so?]
Bai Lung learned something new, it's drop drop of knowledge that will create a sea of wisdom.
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Meanwhile,
Patriarch!
Patriarch!
The servants came running to check on the patriarch, one of them checked his pulse while another one checked the patriarch's eyes.
"He is poisoned with moonflower, we need to stabilize the poison, go find the Heingsing Sunflower," one of them said while others began to look at each other, who seems to have certain authority and control.
"Butler Mang Lao, The Sunflower grows once a year, and this month the Sunflower was already harvested by the Patriarch, it must be in the patriarch's ring," another servant said in a small tone.
"Fools! If it was on the patriarch's ring, the patriarch would have already consumed it," Butler Mang Lao spoke with his hundred of years of knowledge.
If the patriarch truly possessed Heingsing sunflower, he had no reason to wait for some divine time coordination.
In an instant, The Mighty Yang Family was in chaos while Bai Lung remained totally unbothered.
The servants glanced at each other, while they gave Bai Lung a side eye, but decided not to act rashly.
Soon, multiple servants were gathered around, including a beautiful woman.
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The woman's curvaceous figure was truly a sight to behold.
Her voluptuous body was practically spilling out of the thin, sheer spandex clothing that clung tightly to her mature, hourglass frame.
Her buxom bosom heaved with each gentle breath, the tantalizing outline of her lacy brassiere just barely visible through the form-fitting material.
The fabric stretched taut across her ample chest, threatening to burst at the seams as her generous breasts strained against the confines of her outfit.
Thick, shapely hips flared out alluringly from her narrow waist, supporting a pair of lusciously full, thick thighs that threatened to split the delicate spandex that encased them.
The material caressed the generous curves of her lower body, accentuating every sumptuous swell and subtle dip of her figure.
Her long, shapely legs seemed to stretch on for miles, shapely calves leading down to dainty, feminine lotus feet.
A cascade of rich, dark hair flowed down her back, the lustrous tresses gleaming softly in the light.
Her face was a vision of mature beauty - full, sensual lips painted a deep crimson, high cheekbones, and an elegant, refined nose. Her eyes were hooded and smoldering, pools of deep creamy light brown that promised untold carnal delights to any who dared gaze into their mysterious depths.
She carried herself with a regal, confident poise, her every movement oozing a seductive, almost predatory grace.
There was an air of untamed, primal allure about her, a simmering sensuality that seemed to radiate from her very being.
She was Yang Su, wife it Yang Ding, the Yang patriarch.
"Wh-What happened!?" She asked, her tone commanding and authoritative.
"W-We..." The servants were unable to form words in her presence.
"Madam... Patriarch has consumed the moonflower poison, his qi is currently blocked and his day heart is in chaos, despite being in should wandering realm, if treatment won't be given in time, I fear, patriarch might leave us," Mang Lao, The butler hurriedly responded.
Her eyes narrowed while, she glanced at Bai Lung, her light honey-like eyes seemed to hold suspicion about this young man.
"And who is this..." Her tone was cold and sharp.
However, Butler hurriedly budged in and showed a half sigh to be silent,
"Ahaha... Please forgive our madam, she doesn't know you, Young Master," The butler politely bowed his head, and the next moment, he gave the introduction of Bai Lung.
To which, Yang Su just nodded without much further thought.
Unlike others, she had just gotten out of secluded cultivation, thus, she doesn't know about the condition of her son, nor does she know of her husband's plan to poison Bai Lung.
"Hmm! If Patriarch Yang is poisoned with Heingsing Moonflower, bring the sunflower and cure him," she said loudly.
Immediately, Butler looked at Bai Lung.
" Y-Young Master, you might get it wrong, The Master Yang was previously poisoned and we were suppressing it with Heing Sunflower,"
The butler said with a nervous tone while his forehead began to sweat, however, he didn't dare to break eye contact with Bai Lung.
"Oh! Poisoned? Let me have a look at him, I know how to cure multiple poisons... Perhaps I can help however, I can't guarantee it," Saying that, Bai Lung got up from his chair, eyes holding nothing but coldness.
"Th-This," Hearing the proposal, the butler couldn't speak a word.
After all, the only way to remove the effect of moonflower is by consuming sunflower to maintain the balance within the body.
Without Heingsing sunflower, the moonflower can't be cured at all.
"S-Sure, if the young master can cure the Family patriarch, our Yang Family will owe you one," The butler responded while twitching his cheeks, eyes darting around the chamber.
"Don't worry, just think of it as a reward for the kind hospitality, " uttering pure nonsense, Bai Lung began to check his pulse, eyes while he poured some of his Qi into the Patriarch's body.
By no means is Bai Lung a healing expert... He may be a con artist at best.
"Hmm, I see, it is a rare Poison, luckily I have a cure for it..."
"Heavenly lord! Is Young Master sure you have a cure? " The Butler asked with doubt visible in his eyes, after all, the only known cure was the sunflower.