Two hours later, the anticipation in Mo Wuji's eyes gradually disappeared. This medicinal liquid did indeed expand one of his meridians, but this kind of expansion slowly stopped after two hours. The burning sensation disappeared, which meant that the solution's power had been used up. However, that meridian did not seem to be opened.
How could this be? As if a bucket of cold water had been poured over his head, Mo Wuji completely forgot about the pain of opening his meridians.
The feeling was like a ditch with many blockages. When the water rushed over, the blockages were about to be washed away, and the ditch was about to be opened, but the water was suddenly gone. The trash that had been knocked down blocked the exit, forming a dam that was even more congested than before.
In his previous life, after drinking this solution, Mo Wuji did not even wait for two hours before he was plotted against. Hence, he did not know that this solution not only could not open his meridians, but it would also cause blockages in certain areas.
No, the dosage was definitely not enough.
Mo Wuji gritted his teeth, opened another bottle of solution, and poured it all down.
If the first time was described as a line of fire burning in his body, then this time, it was as if he had swallowed a fireball. Mo Wuji felt as if his whole body would be torn apart by the fireball, and then burnt to ashes.
The intense pain was unbearable, and he sat on the ground. In the end, his whole body was convulsing, and it was difficult for him to breathe. After another hour or two, the spasming pain gradually subsided.
Mo Wuji stood up shakily with the help of the bench, his heart cold. He could clearly feel that the second bottle of solution only caused him more pain, and blocked the same area as the first time.
He was sure that if he dared to drink a third bottle, not only would his meridians be blocked, he might even lose his life.
In short, his solution to open his meridians had failed.
If that woman knew that his solution was still unsuccessful, he wondered if she would feel a little bit of regret. Perhaps she would not regret killing Mo Wuji, but regretted not waiting for him to develop a solution that could truly open meridians.
Mo Wuji slowly moved to the side of the table, and looked at the pale, hopeless face in the mirror. He knew that he no longer had a chance. From joy to despair, only four hours had passed. After four hours, he found that he still could not open a single meridian, and he still could not cultivate.
If he was on Earth, he might have a way to modify this medicinal liquid. Here, he had no chance at all. With Dan Han Drug Refinery's lousy laboratory, it would be strange if they could develop such a solution. The reason he could do it before was because of his experience.
A wave of weakness washed over him, and Mo Wuji slowly regained his composure. He sighed deeply. Life was not meant to be forced, and he casually grabbed the kettle on the table and poured himself a cup of water.
Something's not right. Mo Wuji lowered the cup that was already close to his lips, and his face turned increasingly pale.
After studying plants for so many years, Mo Wuji was very clear about the characteristics of most plants. The water that he just poured had a faint smell of Arrow Poison Wood.
This was definitely a medicinal liquid extracted from the Antiaris Toxicaria Tree, something that could seal one's throat upon contact with blood.
Someone wanted to kill him. Mo Wuji's originally despondent heart suddenly quivered.
In just a few moments, Mo Wuji understood what was going on. Because he had the bloodline of a Regional King, no one paid attention to him when he acted like a lunatic before. Now that he was normal, people would definitely find out. Moreover, he was working at Dan Han Drug Refinery, so he would not be short of money in the future. No one would care about a crazy descendant of a Regional King, but a capable descendant of the Northern Qin Prefecture King would be feared. At least, it would be feared by the guy who was after the throne.
Mo Wuji gently put down the cup, and calmed down. The Xing Han Empire was huge, and even if he could not develop spiritual roots to cultivate, it did not mean that there was no other way. Since there was still a sliver of hope, he must not give up.
As he kept the two empty green bottles, Mo Wuji suddenly felt a sense of relief. Fortunately, his channel opening solution did not succeed. If it had succeeded, he would definitely take the gold coins to the Spirit Opening Tower. That would be the real bad thing.
Previously, he was so focused on cultivating that he did not consider the danger. How could the person who plotted against his Mo family let a normal descendant of the Northern Qin Prefecture King live?
Misfortune may be a blessing in disguise.
A deep sense of crisis came over him, and Mo Wuji knew that he could no longer stay at Dan Han Drug Refinery. It was too easy for someone like him, who had no roots, to plot against him.
But where could he go?
"Master Mo, the people from Cheng Ling Pill workshop are here. The workshop owner is accompanying them, and would like to invite you over." Lulu's voice came over, interrupting Mo Wuji's thoughts.
"Okay, I will go now." Mo Wuji opened the door, "Oh yes, I accidentally put some dirty stuff in this pot of water and cup. Pour the water away and help me wash the pot."
Mo Wuji had always been taken care of by Lulu in Dan Han Drug Refinery. Mo Wuji believed that the person who drugged him was not Lulu. It was not difficult to enter and exit a place like this, and the person who wanted to harm him would not be so stupid as to let others do it.
"Yes, Master Mo." Lulu's respect for Mo Wuji came from the bottom of her heart. What kind of life did Dan Han Drug Refinery have before Master Mo came, and what kind of life did they have now?
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"Haha, Brother Mo, let me introduce you. This is the owner of Cheng Ling Pill Workshop, Mei Xiu..." Just as Mo Wuji walked into Dan Han Drug Refinery's conference room, Lu Jiujun stood up with a laugh and pointed at a young lady. The way he addressed Mo Wuji as "Brother Mo" seemed to show that he had a special relationship with Mo Wuji.
"Eh, Brother Mo, are you not feeling well?" Lu Jiujun interrupted his introduction. To him, even the people from Cheng Ling Pill workshop could not compare to Mo Wuji's little finger. Mo Wuji's face was pale and he walked weakly. Lu Jiujun started to worry.
Mo Wuji waved his hand, "No, I'm just too tired these few days."
Finishing his sentence, he turned to the young lady who also stood up and said, "I have long heard of Owner Mei's name. Nice to meet you."
Mei Xiu's gaze swept across Mo Wuji suspiciously. She laughed and said, "I have also heard of Drug Refiner Mo's name. Indeed, seeing you in person is not as good as hearing about you."
Mo Wuji knew what Mei Xiu meant. He laughed and said, "Actually, I am sometimes good and sometimes bad. Sometimes, I still think of myself as a king."
If it really did not work, he would continue to act like an idiot.
Mei Xiu laughed awkwardly, "Drug Refiner Mo must be joking. Let me introduce you."
As she spoke, she pointed to a middle-aged man who looked very amiable and said, "This is my Cheng Ling Pill workshop's Elder Wu Hetai."
Another old man in his sixties did not wait for Mei Xiu's introduction. He took the initiative to stand up and said, "I am Cheng Ling Pill workshop's Sales Deacon, Liu Wansheng. It is a pleasure to meet Drug Refiner Mo."
Mo Wuji knew why Cheng Ling Pill workshop was here. He smiled and said, "Let's sit down and talk."
(That's all for today's update. Good night friends. Requesting recommendation votes!)
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