"Why is this medicine so potent!?"
Although he had long known how fierce the Other Shore Flower's medicinal properties were, he had never imagined it would outright "wash" a Mystic Immortal Stage cultivator into an idiot!
Wang Yan held a green pill, pacing in frantic circles.
"Eldest Senior Brother, stop playing with mud! Open your mouth and take this 'antidote'!" Wang Yan tried to stuff the antidote into Li Tiezhu's mouth.
But whether Li Tiezhu even had the intelligence of a three-year-old now was uncertain. How could he possibly agree to eat a pill that looked so unappetizing?
He turned his head, smeared the mud in his hand all over Wang Yan's face, then continued, "Abah!"
"I..."
Just as Wang Yan, his face covered in mud, was about to resort to brute force and pry his Eldest Senior Brother's mouth open.
"Creak..."
The wooden door of the thatched cottage behind him was pushed open.
"Yan'er, the sun's lovely outside today. I thought I'd bring out the bedding for you two brothers and let it air..."
Granny Meng emerged from the cottage with two thick cotton quilts in her arms, smiling cheerfully.
Before she had finished speaking, however, the elderly woman spotted Li Tiezhu drooling and grinning foolishly.
"Good heavens, what's happened to Tiezhu?!"
Granny Meng hurriedly set down the bedding in her hands and took out a handkerchief to wipe Li Tiezhu's drool, her heart aching for him.
After all, they had lived together for several hundred years. Calling him her second son was no exaggeration.
She turned to glare at Wang Yan beside her.
"You little brat! What did you do to your Eldest Senior Brother!?"
"Mother! It's a misunderstanding! A colossal misunderstanding!"
Wang Yan shuddered in fright and hurried to prove his innocence. "It was Eldest Senior Brother!