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Chapter 101 Bitter Root Grass? Mad Demon Grass!

"Haha, isn't it just ordinary bitter root grass?" Elder Zhao couldn't help but laugh.

Seeing Qin Muyang's serious expression, he was really startled. He didn't expect Qin Muyang to just take out a bitter root grass.

Other disciples from different sects whispered among themselves, interspersed with a few snickers.

Qin Muyang's expression remained serious. He frowned and said to the people around him, "This is grass that I had someone find from the place where the disciples of Hundred Beast Valley raise spirit beasts. It is mixed with other spirit herbs and fed to the spirit beasts."

Qin Muyang picked out a few identical dark green grasses from a wooden bucket and looked at Qiao Qingzi in the crowd: "Fellow Daoist Qiao, you are the senior sister of Hundred Herbs Valley, so you must know a lot about various herbs. Could you please take a look and tell me if this is indeed Bitter Root Grass?"

Qiao Qingzi handed Su Anying over to Zhong Yingxiu for care, then went to Qin Muyang's side. She picked up the dark green grass and gently sniffed it.

Instantly, Qiao Qingzi's body trembled, her tone filled with disbelief: "This isn't bitter root grass, it's mad demon grass!"

"Mad Demon Grass? How is that possible?"

A gasp of surprise came from the crowd.

It should be known that the Mad Demon Grass grows around the Demon Realm and is tainted with demonic energy. Demon cultivators and demonic beasts who eat it will greatly increase their cultivation and become irritable. It is a demonic grass commonly used by demon cultivator soldiers on the battlefield.

Although Mad Demon Grass and Bitter Root Grass are very similar in appearance, Mad Demon Grass's leaves emit a demonic aura, making the leaves look closer to black.

However, this dark green grass did not emit any demonic energy at all; its leaves were indeed dark green, and it looked exactly like a bitter root grass.

However, Qiao Qingzi is the senior disciple of Hundred Herbs Valley. Could she possibly mistake a spiritual herb for a demonic herb?

"Junior Nephew Qiao, you must be joking." Elder Zhao's expression was stiff. He was unwilling and even more unwilling to believe Qiao Qingzi's words.

“Elder Zhao, this is no joke. For some reason, the roots and leaves of this Mad Demon Grass are blocked, so the demonic energy accumulates at the roots. Moreover, this demonic energy is diluted so much that it is not noticeable unless you look closely.” Qiao Qingzi’s tone was firm as she handed a Mad Demon Grass to Elder Zhao.

Elder Zhao, being a highly skilled cultivator, was very sensitive to demonic energy. The moment he received the Mad Demon Grass, he sensed the demonic energy at its roots.

Although it was very faint, it was definitely demonic energy!

Elder Zhao frowned. He instantly realized that someone had replaced the bitter root grass with mad demon grass and put it in the spirit herbs that the spirit beasts ate, so the spirit beasts might go mad after eating it.

Spirit beasts are born from the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. If they accidentally eat demonic herbs, their bodies will reject them, causing vomiting and diarrhea in mild cases, and loss of reason in severe cases.

If all the spirit beasts that accidentally ate the Madness Grass went mad, then all the disciples of the Qingyun Sect might be accidentally injured.

Furthermore, the sect competition might be delayed. At that time, rumors will spread that the Qingyun Sect's internal management was ineffective, resulting in the accidental harm to the seven major sects and smaller sects. Where will the Qingyun Sect's reputation be then?!

"Everyone, gather your herbivorous spirit beasts at the foot of White Bird Peak." Elder Zhao made a decisive decision, contacting the disciples guarding the sect's grand competition to prepare to gather the spirit beasts together.

"By the way, Elder Zhao, the spirit beast meat from your Qingyun Sect doesn't seem to be authentic; it still smells of Mad Demon Grass." Qin Muyang chuckled, his tone clearly provocative.

Elder Zhao pretended not to hear Qin Muyang's blatant sarcasm and gave another order: "Hurry all the spirit beasts, whether carnivorous or herbivorous, to the foot of White Bird Peak. Don't let any of them escape, whether they run or fly."

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

……

Several hundred inner and outer disciples of the Qingyun Sect sprang into action, beginning to drive the spirit beasts to the foot of the mountain.

The demonic energy within the black bull lying on the ground seemed to have been exhausted. It stopped panting, its breathing gradually became steady, and its eyes returned to their normal clear appearance.

Su Anying finally woke up; she was in good health, but needed a few days to recuperate.

As soon as she woke up, she went to find Ah Niu. When she saw Ah Niu standing in front of her unharmed, Su Anying couldn't help but cry: "Ah Niu, you're alright, that's so good! Waaah!"

Xiao Shuo gently patted Su Anying's back, while A Niu mooed, also trying to comfort her.

"It seems there are no major problems here." Qin Muyang appeared behind Xiao Shuo, fanning himself with a folding fan.

"Thank you for your help, Brother Qin. I, Xiao, will definitely find an opportunity to repay you." Xiao Shuo raised his hand in thanks.

"No need to thank me. It was mainly Fellow Daoist Xu who helped me find the Mad Demon Grass. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to persuade Elder Zhao so easily." Qin Muyang waved his hand, a glint of light flashing in his eyes.

Xiao Shuo looked left and right, but couldn't find Xu Xiaoli.

"No need to look anymore, he's gone back to his sect. He just asked me to pass on a message to Fellow Daoist Su." Qin Muyang covered his face with his folding fan, his eyebrows slightly raised.

"Give it to me?" Su Anying pointed at herself, somewhat at a loss.

"Fellow Daoist Xu said that Fellow Daoist Su should keep a close eye on A Niu and not let it eat too much." Qin Muyang said, then turned around and chuckled.

Xiao Shuo and Su Anying also realized why the other spirit beasts hadn't gone berserk yet, but the black bull had. It must be because the black bull had eaten too many spirit herbs at once, causing the demonic energy of the Mad Demon Grass to accumulate too much, which affected the black bull's temperament.

"Haha, it's all because you're too greedy, Ah Niu!"

"Eat less next time, this will teach you a lesson, haha!"

"Moo~ Moo~" Ah Niu tried its best to argue, but no one listened to it.

Mountainside.

Xie Wanning looked at the dark green token that had appeared in her hand, with a small character for "medicine" carved on it.

Thinking of Qiao Qingzi's invitation to visit Baiyao Valley sometime, Xie Wanning felt a warm glow in her heart.

Unexpectedly, just going to scout out the "enemy's situation" actually led to good relations with people from three sects.

Although I established good relations with them under the identity of "Xu Xiaoli".

However, the trip was very fruitful.

When Xie Wanning returned to the entrance of the lounge, her smile quickly faded.

Lin Xuanjin was seen silently taking sips of wine at the door, with more than a dozen bottles on the table.

"Master, how could you drink so much?" Xie Wanning's voice carried a hint of reproach and worry.

Master's health has just recovered. Won't drinking so much alcohol cause problems?

"Huh? That's a lot? When I used to travel the world, I could drink over thirty bottles at a time. Now, I've only had a few bottles, and my head is already feeling a bit dizzy." Lin Xuanjin chuckled self-deprecatingly.

Xie Wanning quickly picked up the wine bottle and snatched the wine from Lin Xuanjin's hand, her eyes filled with anger: "Master, drink less and take care of your health."

"It's alright, I can still drink." Lin Xuanjin tried to take back the wine, but Xie Wanning avoided him.

"Really, if you won't let me drink, I'll..." Lin Xuanjin suddenly drew his sword, startling Xie Wanning so much that she trembled all over.

"...Then I will practice swordsmanship."

Lin Xuanjin was in the courtyard, wielding a sword that was as white as silver, dancing wildly in his hand.

Xie Wanning put down the wine bottle and watched Lin Xuanjin practice his swordplay, ready to stop him from running outside the courtyard and hurting people at any moment.

Lin Xuanjin's sword carried the chill of the snow-capped mountains, yet possessed the elegance of a snow lotus blooming across a thousand mountains.

Xie Wanning was stunned by what she saw.

"brush!"

With a sharp sound of a blade, Lin Xuanjin's sword dance ended. He looked at the full moon, chuckled foolishly a few times, and muttered to himself, "Brother Xie, my sword dance was just as beautiful as it was back then. I really wanted to show you!"

"thump!"

Xie Wanning only came to her senses when she heard the sound of someone falling, and hurriedly helped the drunken Lin Xuanjin into the house to rest.

She couldn't help but sigh to herself: Why is my master so troublesome!

However, the swordsmanship was indeed quite good.