Yun Wenjing glanced at Jun Hongbo who was sleeping soundly, stopped flipping through the ancient book in his hands, and looked at Xi Yue with a puzzled look.
If he was right, the drug should be taking effect by now, right? Why did this person seem to have no reaction at all
He looked back to where Mi Xuan was, only to find that Mi Xuan was staring at the podium with burning eyes, listening very seriously, and even taking notes
Yes, at this moment, Mi Xuan had completely forgotten about the effects of the medicine and the prank on her tutor.
Because she discovered that what Xi Yue was talking about was actually an extremely rare mixed poison and its antidote.
Moreover, the refining of this poison is very simple. Aconitum, Rootless Flower, Frost Fruit... these are all very low-level spiritual medicines and are easy to find.
In the past, Mi Xuan always thought that these low-level spiritual medicines could at most be used to refine some inferior poisons.
However, as Xi Yue explained, she found that the properties of these medicines were much more complicated than she had imagined. If they were mixed in pairs, or three or four kinds of them, and then boiled with special techniques, they would produce strange effects.
So, the magical medicine in this world can be prepared in this way? Not refined into pills, but directly dried and boiled
It turns out that even the toxins extracted from low-level spiritual medicines can be turned into powerful lethal weapons
Mi Xuan was completely fascinated by what she heard and only regretted that she didn't bring the Shadow Summoning Stone, otherwise she would have recorded the entire class.
Until Meng Zisu, who was sitting behind her, poked her and whispered, "Mi Xuan, what's going on? It's been an hour, why is that boy not hurt at all?"
Mi Xuan was interrupted from studying and felt angry. She felt a dull pain in her chest, causing her to cough softly a few times.
But soon, she showed a shocked expression and stared at the boy who was still lecturing slowly on the stage.
Yes, the poison she made should have taken effect long ago, so why didn’t this mentor have any reaction
Two hours passed quickly. Xi Yue slapped the talisman table and said in a businesslike tone, "Today's class ends here. Please don't forget to complete the homework I assigned. If you don't complete it, you will bear the consequences yourself."
After saying this, he walked out of the building without caring about anyone's reaction.
As soon as Xi Yue left, the people in the teaching building looked at each other in shock, none of them able to recover.
"Fuck, I'm dying of suffocation!!" In the dead silence, Bai Ruohuan suddenly burst into an angry roar, "Xi Yue, you are dead, this young master and you will never coexist! Ouch~~"
As soon as he finished yelling, Bai Ruohuan let out a painful wail, holding his waist and groaning.
After keeping his legs crossed on the table for two hours, it would be strange if he didn't feel sore and numb all over.
Yun Wenjing was both angry and amused. He called a doctor to treat him, then frowned and said, "Ruohuan, your current cultivation has broken through the initial stage of distraction, right?"
Bai Ruohuan nodded with a bitter face, and stretched his body several times after the treatment before he felt the stiffness and numbness subside.
"What happened just now? You couldn't move. Were you poisoned?"
Bai Ruohuan thought for a moment before shaking his head and said, "It shouldn't be. I feel like my spiritual power has been cut off by a force, which has caused my entire body to become unable to move. However, this power has become weaker and weaker over time, until it suddenly disappeared just now." (To be continued)