Chapter 134 Intoxicated by a Hundred Flowers

"Hahaha!" Murong Xuan burst into laughter upon seeing this. "After being poisoned by my Hundred Flowers Intoxication, you, Feng Monian, still dare to contend with me?"

Feng Monian endured the deadly poison in his body and looked coldly at Murong Xuan, "You're quite the schemer."

"You flatter me," Murong Xuan said with a smile. "All you need to do is surrender and hand over your 'Heart Sutra,' and I will cure you of the poison of the Hundred Flowers Intoxication."

Feng Monian's eyes narrowed, and he laughed coldly, "Want the Heart Sutra? You're not worthy!"

After saying that, he suddenly struck the big tree next to him with his palm, and the force of his internal energy caused the tree to crack instantly.

Murong Xuan's expression changed; he hadn't expected Feng Monian to still possess such power after being poisoned by the Hundred Flowers Intoxication.

But what shocked him even more was that Feng Monian's palm strike just now seemed to differ from the Feng Monian he knew. The power of the "Heart Sutra" was indeed so unfathomable.

At this moment, Feng Monian seemed to have become a different person. He was no longer a puppet controlled by Baihua Zui, but a powerful figure who used this power to fight against Murong Xuan.

"You..." Murong Xuan looked at Feng Monian with suspicion and uncertainty, not knowing what to do for a moment. "What, scared?" Feng Monian smiled coldly, "You think this Hundred Flowers Intoxication is invincible? Then let me shatter your illusions!"

Before he finished speaking, Feng Monian flashed and appeared in front of Murong Xuan in an instant, striking out with a palm.

Murong Xuan only had time to utter a cry of surprise before he was blasted away and crashed heavily to the ground. "You... what kind of martial arts is that?"

He looked at Feng Monian in horror, "This is not the Heart Sutra!"

Feng Monian didn't answer, but just looked at him coldly. His eyes were full of disdain and mockery.

Just as they were about to deliver the final blow to Murong Xuan, someone suddenly threw a smoke bomb. When the smoke cleared, the person had vanished.

Li Xi was led to the bamboo forest by the man in black. When she found Feng Molin, she saw him kneeling alone in the grass, with a large amount of blood under him.

Li Xi exclaimed in surprise and rushed forward to support Feng Molin, "Brother Feng, what's wrong?"

Feng Molin was disoriented and delirious.

“You’ve been poisoned. I’ll take you back to Kyoto to find Lan’er.” Li Xi helped Feng Molin up and put an antidote pill in his mouth.

Seeing his weak appearance, she knew he couldn't ride a horse on his own, so she released her own horse, mounted Feng Molin's black horse, and tied the two of them together with a strip of cloth.

"Brother Feng, don't be afraid, I'll take you back to the capital right away." Li Xi cracked his whip and galloped off towards the capital.

The person behind him let out a painful groan; his earlier exertion of qi had accelerated the poison's attack on him.

"Brother Feng, hang in there, we'll be there soon." Li Xi was anxious, and her whip cracked.

I returned to Kyoto around dawn, and the city gates were already open.

Li Xi hurried toward Tingfeng Courtyard, while the person behind him seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep.

Back at Tingfeng Courtyard, she rode her horse all the way back to her own courtyard, carrying Feng Molin on her back, calling Meng Zhelan's name as she hurried back to her room.

When Meng Zhelan heard Li Xi calling her name loudly, her heart tightened, thinking something had happened to her. Without even putting on her coat, she immediately ran out of the room, across the courtyard, and rushed to Li Xi's room.

"What's wrong, Xi'er? What happened?" Meng Zhelan's face turned pale when she saw that Li Xi was covered in blood.

"Lan'er, don't worry, it's my blood, not mine," Li Xi hurriedly explained. "It's Brother Feng; he's been poisoned by Hundred Flowers Intoxication."

"Oh, that scared me to death." Meng Zhelan breathed a sigh of relief, then became nervous again. "Let me see him quickly."

She went to the bedside and carefully examined Feng Molin's condition.

A moment later, she frowned deeply. "This Hundred Flowers Intoxication is extremely poisonous. Xi'er, did you give him an antidote?"

"Yes, it was the antidote you gave me. Can it cure this poison?" Li Xi asked anxiously.

After a moment's thought, Meng Zhelan said, "Detoxification can only temporarily suppress the toxicity, but to completely detoxify, we still need to refine an antidote."

"Antidote?" Li Xi was taken aback. "Can you make it?"

"I'll discuss it with my father; it should be alright." Meng Zhelan went back into her room to get her needle case.

At this critical juncture, Meng Zhelan administered the Thirteen Ghost Needles to him, a procedure that took an hour to complete, leaving her feeling somewhat weak.

Seeing that she was swaying, Li Xi quickly supported her, "Are you alright, Lan'er?"

She waved her hand, "It's nothing serious. I'll go wash up first, and then I'll talk to Father about how to treat Master Feng. You should go and rest too, and have Lin Da come and look after him."

Although Xi'er is dressed as a man now, she is still a woman after all. There are differences between men and women, so she still needs to be careful.

Li Xi nodded, "Okay, I'm really tired after traveling all night. I'll take a shower and then rest. You should go and get dressed quickly, it was chilly this morning and you came over without being properly dressed."

So, Li Xi yawned and followed Meng Zhelan back to her room.

When she woke up from her nap, Meng Zhelan was no longer in the room.

She washed her face to wake herself up, pushed open the door and went out, and saw Meng Zhelan talking with Master Meng in the pavilion.

“Father, the poison that Master Feng has been given is similar to the ones I’ve seen before, but it’s clearly more potent.” Meng Zhelan frowned.

Meng Zhong sighed, "Alas, this is indeed a difficult situation. I'll go and look through some medical books."

"Godfather." Li Xi bowed to Meng Zhong.

"Xiao Xi, you're awake? Who poisoned Master Feng?" Meng Zhong thought that if he knew who poisoned him, he should also have the antidote.

Li Xi recalled what happened last night, "That person seemed to be called Murong Xuan."

Meng Zhong was taken aback upon hearing this. "Murong Xuan? He is the Palace Master of Wuji Palace."

"Wuji Palace?" Li Xi asked, somewhat puzzled.

“Yes, Wuji Palace is the largest assassin organization in the martial arts world. Their palace master, Murong Xuan, is an extremely mysterious person. Few people have seen his true face, let alone know what he looks like,” Meng Zhong explained.

"Father, do you know where we can find the antidote?" Meng Zhelan asked.

“The people of Wuji Palace are secretive, and finding the antidote will not be easy.” Meng Zhong shook his head.

Meng Zhelan suddenly remembered that the notes she had read contained information about this poison. If she could find out what medicinal ingredients were used, perhaps she could concoct an antidote.

She shared her thoughts with Meng Zhong, and the three of them went to the study to look for the journal.

After searching for a while, Meng Zhelan finally found the notebook, which detailed the properties of the poison and the necessary medicinal materials. Overjoyed, she immediately studied the notebook with Meng Zhong and discussed the preparation of the antidote.

Seeing that she had nothing else to do for the time being, Li Xi went back to her room to check on Feng Molin.

His eyes were closed, and he was wearing a silver mask. How hot must it be? Li Xi decided to take off the mask and wipe his face, and called Lin Da to fetch some water.

As she reached out to remove her mask, Feng Molin suddenly opened his eyes, startling Li Xi.