Nine Yang Life and Death Transformation

For the past three days, the doctors at Muchuntang have been working tirelessly to treat Long Jing and his group.

"Oh dear! These guys are really ruthless, actually feeding them this aphrodisiac!" one of the doctors said, frowning. Just as he finished speaking, the drugged women suddenly began to take effect. Their faces flushed, their bodies unbearably hot, as if thousands of ants were constantly crawling and gnawing inside them, causing unbearable itching. So, they frantically scratched their entire bodies, trying to relieve the unbearable itch.

Seeing this, Mu Yao and He Ying rushed forward and tightly embraced the women, trying to stop them from harming themselves further. However, the women had completely lost their minds and possessed astonishing strength. It took Mu Yao and He Ying considerable effort to barely stabilize the situation. Seeing the critical situation, the nearby physician decisively struck the women's pressure points, instantly immobilizing them.

After finally managing to bring the situation under control, He Ying anxiously asked the doctor, "Divine Doctor, do you have any antidote for this aphrodisiac?" The doctor pondered for a moment before replying, "This poison is quite troublesome, but it's not incurable. However, they experience an attack every night, so you must take good care of them. I'll prescribe some medicine now, and they should take it once a day. If they persist with the medication for about ten days, they will surely be cured."

After receiving the doctor's reply, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief. In the days that followed, under everyone's meticulous care, Long Jing and the others' conditions gradually improved, and their recovery speed increased day by day.

Just then, Mu Yao arrived alone at Zhang Daojing's residence. She gently knocked on the door, and after receiving a response from inside, she pushed the door open and entered, saying to Zhang Daojing, who was sitting at the table reading a book, "Uncle-Master, haven't you been searching for a suitable disciple? What do you think of Sun Kang?"

"Hmph! I knew you were siding with outsiders! That kid does have some talent, but his murderous aura is too strong. He's not suited to study medicine at all. You know, doctors are like parents. When we become doctors, we not only look at a person's talent, but more importantly, we have to consider their character," the old man said with a serious expression.

"But..." the woman beside him hesitated.

"Stop talking! There's no room for discussion on this matter; it completely violates my principles as a doctor! Besides, I can tell that you, young lady, are probably interested in him, aren't you?" the old man asked, staring sharply at the woman.

"I...I didn't! Besides, you know about the illness our family suffers from. From ancient times to the present, no one has ever lived past one hundred years old. For those who cultivate the Tao, a hundred years is just a blink of an eye," the woman hurriedly explained.

"Don't worry, child, I will do everything in my power to find a cure for your family's illness!" the old man assured him, patting his chest.

Having said that, Zhang Daojing turned and returned to his study, burying himself in the densely packed prescriptions, trying to find a solution. However, after a long period of effort, he still found nothing, and he couldn't help but feel frustrated. After all, he had always treated Mu Yao as his own daughter and loved her dearly, so naturally he didn't want to see her live only a short hundred years.

Just then, there was a slight knock on the door.

"Dong dong dong..."

Wu Feilong, who was meditating peacefully inside the room, slowly opened his eyes and said softly, "Come in."

The door was gently pushed open, and Zhang Daojing walked in with dark circles under his eyes: "Young friend Sun, how have you been lately?"

"Thank you for your concern, Dr. Zhang. It's just a minor injury, nothing serious."

Doctor Zhang nodded slightly and asked softly, "Then what is your impression of Yao'er?"

Wu Feilong couldn't help but smile slightly, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes. He said slowly, "Miss Mu is not only exceptionally beautiful, like a celestial being descended to earth, but also kind-hearted, gentle, and graceful. She is truly a rare beauty in this world."

Upon hearing these words of praise, Doctor Zhang sighed deeply and said solemnly, "Since you have feelings for Yao'er, there are some things you should know. The Mu family has been plagued by a strange disease since ancient times. No matter how outstanding the talent or how profound the cultivation of any Mu family descendant, their lifespan is unlikely to exceed one hundred years. Over the years, I have tried hundreds of methods to cure this disease, but without exception, all have ended in failure." As he spoke, a deep sense of desolation and helplessness appeared in his eyes.

Upon hearing this, Wu Feilong frowned, his face full of doubt, and asked, "Logically speaking, it's normal for ordinary people to live for a hundred years or so. But for cultivators like us, even Qi Refining stage cultivators can have a lifespan of two hundred years, Foundation Establishment stage cultivators can live up to three hundred years, and Golden Core stage experts can live up to five hundred years. The Mu family members are all cultivators, so why is this the case? It's truly perplexing!"

Zhang Daojing shook his head with a wry smile and sighed, "Alas, although I am known as a divine physician by the world, I am completely baffled by this strange and unpredictable family illness!"

At this moment, Wu Feilong, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke up: "Senior, I wonder if the Longevity Pill would be of any help to this ailment?"

After pondering for a moment, Zhang Daojing replied, "I hadn't thought of the Longevity Pill before. However, this kind of pill has not appeared in the world for a long time. Now, obtaining a Longevity Pill is more difficult than finding a needle in a haystack."

He took out a fragment of the Longevity Pill and handed it to Zhang Daojing: "I will never forget the kindness of the senior and Muchuntang. This is a fragment of the pill formula that I obtained by chance."

Zhang Daojing carefully took the object and examined it closely. Time passed slowly, and after about half an incense stick's time, his eyes widened in amazement. He exclaimed, "This is undoubtedly the genuine Longevity Pill formula! Young friend, how did you learn of its existence? Furthermore, such a treasure is incredibly precious and rare, yet you have given it to me so generously!"

The man smiled slightly, cupped his hands, and said, "As the saying goes, a hero should be paired with a beauty. It would be a waste to leave such a rare item in the hands of a junior. Only someone of high moral character and profound medical skills like you, senior, can bring its value to its fullest potential. If it can save Miss Mu's life, that would be the best outcome."

Zhang Daojing nodded and replied, "Very well! In that case, I will certainly do my best to live up to your kindness. After I return, I will definitely study this prescription carefully." With that, he turned and left.

Stepping out of the room, Zhang Daojing hurried towards the residence of Sect Leader Mu Sheng. He arrived shortly after. Upon seeing Mu Sheng, he dared not delay and immediately recounted the matter of the fragments of the Longevity Pill formula in detail.

Upon hearing this, Mu Sheng's expression also turned solemn. He took out the other half of the Longevity Pill fragment that he had treasured for a long time from his robes. The two fragments, upon contact, seemed to be attracted to each other, quickly sticking together. In the blink of an eye, a complete Longevity Pill was presented before them. However, what was astonishing was that the medicinal materials required to refine this Longevity Pill numbered in the thousands, including many rare and precious items.