Immortal Clan: I have a Tree of Creation

Lu Songyue did not go to the stable immediately.

Instead, he grabbed the extremely anxious Zhou Chengnan and said in a deep voice, "Chengnan, wait a moment."

"You said that snake had a triangular head, was exceptionally ferocious, and extremely venomous?"

"Yes, it's that kind of snake! Brother Lu, time is of the essence, I..." With his son's life at stake, Zhou Chengnan was so anxious that the veins on his forehead bulged.

Lu Songyue pressed, his eyes sharp. "Did you use ordinary snakebite medicine on Shan'er? What did the old man say?"

"I used it, but ordinary snakebite medicine is completely ineffective."

"Mr. Wu from the clinic couldn't hold on for long even after using the 'heart-locking needle'."

"He said this poison is very strange, extraordinary!" Zhou Chengnan said urgently.

Lu Songyue's eyes flickered, as if he had made a decision: "Never mind."

"Don't rush to the county town yet, wait for me a moment!" He turned around and rushed back into the house.

Zhou Chengnan and Song Ning were both stunned.

A moment later, Lu Songyue came out in a flurry, clutching a thumb-sized, pure white jade bottle tightly in his hand.

"I've been to the county clinic many times, but they may not be able to cure this deadly poison."

He shoved the jade bottle into Zhou Chengnan's hand, his tone resolute: "Quickly, take this medicine back and give it to Shan'er! Dissolve it in warm water and force-feed it!"

Zhou Chengnan looked at the small jade bottle; it felt cool and smooth to the touch, clearly not an ordinary object.

"Brother Lu, what is this...?"

"A Poison-Avoiding Pill!" Lu Songyue looked into his eyes and said, word by word, "Years ago, I was escorting an extremely dangerous shipment. When I passed through the miasma-ridden lands of the south, I was given this pill by a celestial master. The master said that this pill could ward off all poisons and remove strange obstacles."

"That red snake is so strange that even Master Wu is helpless against it. Ordinary medicines are unlikely to be effective, but this elixir should be able to save its life!"

"Go back quickly, don't delay!"

Antidote pills...

This is an item for cultivators!

Zhou Chengnan trembled violently. Looking at the trust and concern in Lu Songyue's eyes, a surge of heat rushed straight to his heart.

A thousand words of gratitude were stuck in my throat, but I couldn't utter a single one.

He suddenly bowed deeply to Lu Songyue and Song Ning.

Thank you!

Having said that, he clutched the life-saving jade bottle tightly, turned around and ran wildly, his figure instantly disappearing into the night.

When Zhou Chengnan rushed back to the clinic, he was covered in a chill.

Old Mr. Wu was examining Zhou Yuanshan's condition again with a grave expression, shaking his head and sighing, "The poisonous markings have spread upwards another notch..."

"Sir, the medicine is here, quick!" Zhou Chengnan handed the jade bottle to the old man, his voice hoarse but trembling with a hint of hope.

Mr. Wu took the jade bottle and uncorked it.

An extremely refreshing medicinal aroma instantly spread out, carrying a faint fragrance of herbs and trees.

The old man's cloudy eyes suddenly showed a hint of horror: "This is..."

As a veteran doctor with decades of experience, no one could sense the intensity of the medicinal aroma better than him.

He dared not delay and immediately poured out the pills from the bottle.

The poison-avoiding pill is about the size of a longan seed, entirely emerald green, and has a faint shimmering glow.

The apprentice prepared warm water, and the old man carefully dissolved the pill into the water, which then shimmered with a soft, warm, emerald-green light.

"Help him up," the old man instructed.

Zhou Chengnan carefully lifted the unconscious Zhou Yuanshan.

Little by little, he fed the emerald-green liquid into Zhou Yuanshan's tightly pursed lips.

A miraculous scene unfolded.

The emerald green liquid seemed to come alive and quickly dissolved.

A cool and soothing sensation spread down Zhou Yuanshan's throat.

Soon, the hideous, swollen, dark black color on his arm was washed away and driven away from the inside by an invisible force, fading and fading rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The spiderweb-like, spreading bluish-purple poisonous patterns melted and disappeared as quickly as ice and snow under the scorching sun.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the swollen arm gradually returned to its normal shape.

Zhou Yuanshan's deep purple lips gradually regained a faint hue.

Although he was still pale and weak, the deathly aura that had enveloped him had been completely dispelled.

Mr. Wu appeared slightly agitated, his beard trembling, and he kept muttering to himself, "An object of the immortals, truly an object of the immortals!"

Wang Shuzhen covered her mouth and wept with joy.

Zhou Yuanqing's tense face finally relaxed, her eyes filled with surprise and lingering fear.

Little Yi'er seemed to sense the change in atmosphere, blinking her big eyes and looking at her brother curiously.

In about half a cup of tea's time, Zhou Yuanshan's swollen arm had basically returned to normal, leaving only two small black holes pierced by the venomous fangs and some residual bruises.

His tightly furrowed brows relaxed slightly, and a very faint groan escaped his throat.

"Father, Mother..."

"Shan'er?" Zhou Chengnan and Wang Shuzhen rushed to the bedside at the same time.

Zhou Yuanshan struggled to open his eyelids a crack, his eyes glazed over, and he weakly glanced at his parents' anxious faces.

He seemed to want to say something, but couldn't utter a sound, and then closed his eyes wearily.

"It's alright, it's alright." Old Mr. Wu wiped his sweat. "Although the poison has been removed, your son's vital energy has been greatly depleted, and he is weak and drowsy, which is normal."

"Go back and rest well, supplemented with warm and nourishing herbal medicine for ten days, and you should be fine."

......

a few days later.

Zhou Yuanshan was still lying on the bed, but his breathing had become steady, and he was able to drink some rice soup and light meat porridge.

Zhou Chengnan and Wang Shuzhen finally felt completely relieved.

On this day, Zhou Chengnan specially took out the old yam that he had treasured for a long time and weighed a hundred pounds from the cellar, and also packed a large sum of silver. He then brought Wang Shuzhen and came to the Lu family again.

"Brother Lu, Sister Song Ning! Shan'er's life was saved by the two of you."

"We, Zhou Chengnan and his family, will never forget this kindness and virtue!" As soon as he entered the door, Zhou Chengnan pulled Wang Shuzhen and bowed deeply to Lu Songyue and his wife.

Lu Songyue quickly stepped forward to support her: "Chengnan, sister-in-law, how can this be?"

"Our two families are related by marriage. If the child is in trouble, how can we not help?"

Song Ning chimed in, "That's right, that's right! We're all family, no need for formalities. It's all that matters that Shan'er is alright!"

"Take this silver back quickly."

"Sister Song Ning, Brother Lu, please listen to me." Zhou Chengnan said firmly, pushing the silver over again. "That poison-avoiding pill was bestowed by the immortal master; it's a life-saving treasure."

"This is just a small token of our appreciation; it can hardly repay even a fraction of the kindness we've shown you."

The poison-avoiding pill bestowed by a cultivator is no exaggeration to call it a priceless treasure.

"No, no, we can't accept this money!"

Lu Songyue stepped forward with a wry smile, overwhelmed by the enthusiasm of the Zhou couple.

Although the antidote pills were precious, in Lu Songyue's heart, they couldn't compare to the feelings of his relatives and friends, let alone the life of his child.

The two families have been on good terms for a long time, and Song Ning only has this one sister, so he cannot accept this money no matter what.

"If you two don't accept the money, Shuzhen and I will definitely feel bad. And this..." Zhou Chengnan pointed to the huge old yam, "This wild yam is quite old. It is a top-grade medicine that warms and nourishes the blood and qi and strengthens the body."

"The pharmacist said it's very beneficial for women's health."

"Sister Song Ning, you must keep this. You can use it to make soup or medicine to nourish your body."

Upon hearing the words "beneficial for women's health," especially "nourish the body," Song Ning's cheeks flushed slightly, and a hint of sadness and anticipation flashed in her eyes.

She knew this was a kind gesture from Zhou Chengnan and his wife, and this sentiment warmed her heart.

She glanced at her husband, and Lu Songyue understood Zhou Chengnan's intention, nodding gently.

"Sigh, you guys..." Song Ning sighed, no longer refusing the money, but only picking up the heavy old yam.

Song Ning loves children and has longed for a second child for many years.

These old yams are rare and indeed quite helpful for conception.

"I'll accept these yams."

"I really can't take any more money, or I'll get angry! Put it away quickly!"

Seeing Song Ning's resolute attitude, Zhou Chengnan knew that further refusal would only create distance, so he had no choice but to take the silver back.

The atmosphere eased, and the four sat down to drink tea.

The conversation naturally turned back to the thrilling scene from that night.

Zhou Chengnan described in detail the ferocity of the dark red giant snake.

There was also speculation that the venomous snake seemed to have attacked Zhou Yuanqing and his young son with a clear intention of revenge.

As Lu Songyue listened, his expression gradually became serious.

He put down his teacup, his fingers tapping unconsciously on the table, his gaze becoming distant, as if he were recalling something.

"Cheng Nan, sister-in-law," he said in a deep voice.

"Do you know that there's an ancient legend that's been passed down in our Anshan area?"