Porter's Immortal Cultivation: I Have Level 5 Full Inscriptions

Chapter 102 Shocking Change

Chapter 102 Shocking Change

Su Su gently slapped her own mouth.

"I misspoke, but if this matter is accomplished, the position of Holy Maiden will be easily within your grasp, Miss."

"It's a pity we wasted over a month; Tong Baisui and Yang Silang haven't gotten any news from here."

"Fortunately, news came back from the inside of the Martial Arts Hall that Qi Rubai will take office tomorrow. Since he was the last person to see Hong Tatian, he might have some clues."

"He used to live and eat at the Martial Arts Hall. The so-called home was just an empty house. And since Grandmaster Mercury Blood was secretly overseeing the Martial Arts Hall, we couldn't go in."

"He'll be leaving the martial arts hall tomorrow, then we can put our methods to use."

Ruyan nodded.

"Then summon Chai Qing and have him cooperate with us."

Su Su turned her head to look at Tong Baisui on the bed and chuckled.

"Miss, this person is going to suffocate if we don't pay attention to him soon—"

Ruyan turned her head and glanced at it with disgust, as if looking at something dirty, and then waved her hand.

"You're lucky—save some energy when you're doing this. Fine, do whatever you want."

"Anyway, we'll finish this in a couple of days and then leave."

Su Su responded with delight, turned around and swayed her hips as she climbed onto the bed. Immediately, clothes and undergarments were thrown out, followed by a burst of seductive music.

The next morning.

Yang Silang arrived at the martial arts hall early to report for duty and received a temporary waist token.

His main purpose was to find Qi Rubai. Yesterday, he used his supernatural powers to ward off misfortune and fabricated a lie at the final crucial moment.

However, Yang Silang pondered that Ruyan and Susu's intentions were not good, and it was probably a trap. Since the strength of the other party was unknown, he decided to consult with Qi Rubai first, and it would be safer for the two of them to join forces.

As for Tong Baisui, he's been fine for so many days, so staying another day or two shouldn't be a problem.

But when he entered the martial arts hall, he learned that Qi Rubai had moved out the day before. He didn't know the address of Qi Rubai's new government office. Today was his first day on duty, and he had a lot of rules and things to learn.

The only option was to send Wang Daniu out to inquire.

Thus, he only had free time in the evening.

He had just sat down to take a sip of tea when Wang Daniu rushed back in a panic.

"Fourth Brother, something terrible has happened—"

"Instructor Qi's house was burgled; he was stabbed many times and died a gruesome death—"

Whoosh!

Yang Silang dropped his teacup.

Seven days later.

Qi Rubai's house was decorated entirely in white, with long banners hanging everywhere. A row of mourning wreaths and elegiac couplets were placed outside the courtyard, and women were weeping and wailing in the yard, a truly tragic scene.

This is Qi Rubai's married daughter returning to preside over the funeral.

With a sorrowful expression, Yang Silang, along with his temporary colleagues from the martial arts academy, entered the courtyard, kowtowed, offered incense, and presented condolence money to express their grief.

A dark coffin sat in the courtyard, completely covered, and Qi Rubai lay inside.

Yang Silang's senses far surpassed those of ordinary people, and he could hear several people whispering in his ear.

"Old Qi's death was so suspicious! What kind of thief would dare to break into a grand martial arts master's house in the middle of the night and wipe out his entire family!"

"Yes, the coroner said that his body was covered in knife marks, and he even said that his tongue was cut off, which is suspected to be revenge from an enemy."

"And besides, his head was crushed, he died such a horrible death! What kind of person could harbor such deep hatred?"

"Do you think it's possible that Lao Qi's promotion is blocking someone else's way?"

"Be careful what you say. A mere commander's post is a lucrative one for us, but is such harsh treatment really necessary?"

Yang Silang shuddered upon hearing this, and bowed several times to Qi Rubai's memorial tablet.

"Coach, Coach—if you lose your life because of that incident..."

"Don't worry, this isn't over yet. Once I become a Mercury Blood Grandmaster, I will definitely avenge you."

"But Lao Qi, Lao Qi, how much of what you've revealed is actually going to happen to me? Am I in danger too?"

He was preoccupied and left the courtyard with his temporary colleagues.

Wang Daniu leaned closer and whispered.

"Fourth Brother, hurry back to the martial arts school! Old Master Tong is angry again and wants to kill Tong Baisui with a knife!"

On the day the news of Qi Rubai's death came, something else happened at Tianxiang Tower: the tower sent the bill to Tong Baisui's martial arts school and then sent Tong Baisui back to the school.

Ruyan and Susu also disappeared that day. The boss said that the two women were just temporarily staying at the place and were not considered residents.

Inside the Hanshan Martial Arts School.

Tong Renyuan's angry roar echoed in the courtyard.

"How did you end up like this?"

"Your qi and blood are depleted, your true energy is scattered, you—you might as well just kill me with anger—"

He paced restlessly on the ground, knife in hand, like an enraged lion.

Yang Silang and Wang Daniu hurriedly grabbed one of Tong Renyuan's arms and persuaded him for a long time before they were able to take the knife away.

Tong Baisui lay on the bed, his face ashen and his eyes lifeless.

He was originally a senior Iron Bone Martial Master who was trying to break through to the Steel Dirty Realm. He was a tall and imposing man with a red glow inside. His temples were bulging, his skin was full and shiny, and his muscles were well-developed. Anyone who saw him would praise him as a great warrior!

But in just a few days, Yang Silang saw him as a completely different person.

The tall man was still there, but only his skeleton remained. His skin was loose and dull, his muscles were loose, his facial features were sunken, his forehead was dark, and he had lost almost all of his vitality.

When asked how he became like this, he remained silent, only occasionally muttering something like "like smoke," clearly unable to accept the fact that the woman had suddenly left and he had been abandoned.

In comparison, they don't care much about physical damage.

Wang Daniu slapped his foot in anger.

"Brother Tong, those two women are scammers!"

"No way! We make love every day, and there's no sign that they're going to leave. They must have their reasons!" Tong Baisui continued to argue for the two women.

"How could you be so bewitched by a vixen!" Tong Renyuan was heartbroken and almost burst into tears.

Since learning of Qi Rubai's death, Yang Silang has been too frightened to perform at the Martial Arts Hall. He never expected that Tong Baisui would become like this in just a few days.

I don't know if it's dried by Ruyan or Susu.

Now that they're connected, these two women are clearly members of the demonic cult behind Hong Tatian, perhaps drawn by the tattoo pattern on Hong Tatian's body.

Yang Silang said urgently.

"Uncle Tong, please don't get angry."

"Something's not right!"

He briefly analyzed that the two women's sudden appearance and departure were quite strange. He also mentioned Qi Rubai's death and said that he had been to Tianxiang Tower before and had drunk with the two women and Brother Tong.

The other party seemed particularly interested in the matter of encircling and suppressing Hongtatian, and asked very detailed questions.

"This might be a trap. Brother Tong, you've probably fallen for some dirty tricks, haven't you?"

Tong Renyuan was taken aback when he heard this. He carefully examined his beloved son and saw that he was indeed a veteran martial arts master with a firm mind. He immediately rushed out to find reinforcements from all sides.

First came an old doctor, who was said to be a descendant of the imperial physicians of the previous dynasty.

The old doctor took Tong Baisui's pulse repeatedly, carefully examined his bones, and even bled from Tong Baisui's arm, inserting a tiny Gu worm the size of a grain of rice that he carried with him.

Moments later, the Gu worm swelled several times its original size and exploded, dying instantly.

Tong Renyuan asked anxiously, "How is my son? Is there any hope? Can his martial arts skills be restored?"

The old doctor concluded that it was curable, but expensive!

Tong Renyuan breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing these four words. As long as he could be cured, money was no longer the key issue.

The old doctor explained to everyone that Tong Baisui had residual aphrodisiac drugs in his body that could confuse the mind. The Gu worm he carried was most sensitive to such drug residues, and it exploded and died after drinking his blood.

In addition, his vital energy was greatly depleted because he had been subjected to a domineering method of draining his energy without replenishing it, which plundered most of his essence, blood, and true energy that had not yet been solidified.

Fortunately, the Great Dao still exists. Luckily, the opponent's skills were not yet fully developed. Tong Baisui only suffered a major damage to his foundation, rather than a complete destruction of it. He needs to recuperate with precious medicines for many years to recover.

According to the old doctor, the problem now is not the body, but that Tong Baisui has been bewitched by some evil method. Simply put, even if Tong Baisui recovers in the future, if Ruyan appears, she can beckon him with a flick of her finger and he will immediately become a loyal lackey, obeying her every word.

Therefore, we need to find a master to remove the spiritual imprint from Tong Baisui.

Tong Renyuan's face twitched upon hearing this, and he sneered repeatedly.

"What a clever tactic, to actually use it on my Tong family."

"I said my son was focused on martial arts; though not a peerless genius, he was certainly not weak-willed. It turns out he was tricked by someone!"

"Please, sir, take care of it. My Hanshan Martial Arts School still has some savings!"

Tong Renyuan politely saw the old doctor off, then hurried out to find help.

In the afternoon, he invited a large, fat monk back. The monk had no aura or blood fluctuations, but he stood there with an air of authority and an indescribable charm. He was the abbot of Hufa Temple, an ancient temple in the city with a history of thousands of years.

Tong Renyuan's forehead was slightly swollen and red, indicating that he had indeed used some means to invite this great monk.

The senior monk sat cross-legged in front of the bed, examined Tong Baisui's condition, and determined that he had been under the influence of a kind of evil spell, such as a hypnotic mind-locking spell. So he began to chant the six-syllable mantra in front of the bed.

At first, his voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz, but later it filled the entire room, becoming powerful and masculine.

Yang Silang, who was listening nearby, felt his blood and energy surge and felt a warm sensation throughout his body. He was amazed.

When the master monk chanted until his voice was as loud as a bell, causing the roof tiles to rattle and fall off.

He shouted, "Hmph!"

Yang Silang was startled to find a phantom image of a Buddha appearing behind the fat monk. The Buddha pointed forward and touched Tong Baisui's forehead.

Tong Baisui suddenly clutched his head and cried out in pain, black blood flowing from his seven orifices, which was quite terrifying. However, as the black blood gushed out, his expression became much more peaceful and comfortable, and his eyes also became clear.

He looked at everyone and suddenly shouted in shame.

"What have I done?!"

Tong Baisui was so angry that he fainted!

The fat monk uttered the words "May Buddha have mercy," and then drifted away.

Tong Renyuan finally eliminated the hidden danger in his beloved son, and tears streamed down his face. He realized that the decline in martial arts was only temporary, and as long as the child was not dead or crippled, there was no need to delay for a lifetime. As long as a person is alive, there is hope.

Seeing that everything was settled, Yang Silang and Wang Daniu took their leave.

On the way, Wang Daniu sighed repeatedly.

Yang Silang asked him what he was thinking. The monk's methods during the day were truly unforgettable. Tong Renyuan said that these were Taoist techniques, a system outside of martial arts, but the conditions for cultivation were even more stringent.

Wang Daniu sighed heavily.

"I, Da Niu, will never drink at brothels again!"

"It's truly impossible to guard against!"

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