The Immortal's Poison - chapter-169
Second Mother was the leader of the Miao stockade village. She had a bold
and unconstrained temperament. Her right hand guided little Chi Maojiu,
while her left hand hooked onto Wen Leyang’s arm unscrupulously as she
led them into the stockade village, “Good brother, do you still remember
the wicked witch pretending to be the Third Mother Chi Liang and trying
to seize the witchcraft power of our entire Miao clansmen?”
Of course, Wen Leyang remembered. The battle of ghastly, fierce,
horrifying and full of changes was the epitome of experiences in his
lifetime. Upon listening to Second Mother’s words, he nodded and
laughed from embarrassment afterwards, “It has been a few years since the
event. There is no need to be constantly mentioning about it anymore. The
three families of Wen Miao Luo were of the same root and lineage two
thousand years ago. We are supposed to coordinate and take care of each
Second Mother was stunned for a moment before she shook her head, not
knowing whether to laugh or cry, “I am mentioning this not because I want
to thank you! The Qing Miao clansmen have never been fond of expressing
our gratitude through our mouths.”
Wen Leyang blushed scarlet in embarrassment. He wished that he could
plead Second Mother to launch a witchcraft spell that could open up a
crack in the ground so he could bore into it to hide his shame.
Little Chi Maojiu continued as he spoke through clenched teeth, “The
Jingpo wicked witch almost destroyed our stockade village. If she took
away our witchcraft power, who in the world would be capable of
suppressing her anymore? What a waste that we let her die too easily!”
Wen Leyang did not understand why the mother and son were mentioning
about past event but he nodded in agreement. Even though he did not
understand about the various methods in the cultivation world, in the
recent few years, Wen Leyang had been dealing with cultivators all the
time. He understood that even though a cultivator’s strength and
supernatural power may be magical, he could never jump high enough to
escape the sky that was above his head and could never step hard enough
to turn over the ground below his feet.
In the eyes of ordinary cultivators, the Thunder Heart Sand was already
an extremely incisive treasured weapon. However, one shot of Thunder
Heart Sand could only blast through the ground and form a deep pit, it
could never blast so hard that petroleum would flow out of the ground…
Even for the top personages of the cultivation world like the enlightened
person Tian Shu, Chang Li and Hanba, they did not have the capability to
move mountains and drain seas as described in the legends. They could not
move a thousand miles in the blink of an eye. Their powers were
impressive, but when compared to the true power of nature and the force
of the heaven and earth, they could only be considered as slightly
Comparing a cultivator and an ordinary person, a cultivator was akin to a
brown bear that weighed two tons, while an ordinary person was a white
rabbit. It was impossible for one thousand rabbits to hurt a bear.
However, the strength of one thousand rabbits was combined, it would be
no weaker than a bear’s. Nonetheless, other than the difference of
strength in between these two parties, there was also the difference of
how the strength was utilized, the giant bear exerted its strength on its
razor claws and sharp fangs, while no matter how hard the rabbits
pounced, the rabbits could never flip the bear over.
However, if there was one rabbit that was capable of concentrating every
rabbit’s strength onto its body, if it attempted to pounce onto the
giant bear, it would not be a difficult matter to cause the giant bear to
fall. Once the strength was concentrated, the strength would turn into
absolute power that did not care about the pattern of manifestation. The
rabbit that concentrated every other companion’s strength could kick
its legs and it would be no different from a giant bear that was
desperately raising its razor claws.
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thousand of disciples of Miao Bujiao in total. If they were to face a
good cultivator like the enlightened person Tian Shu, no matter how hard
they fought, their efforts would still be futile. However, if every
person of the Miao clansmen could concentrate their witchcraft power onto
a single person’s body, the enlightened person would be rendered
helpless and could only run away.
If the Jingpo wicked witch managed to acquire the witchcraft power of
Miao Bujiao’s disciples back, an ultimate unsurpassed witch would be
born in the cultivation world.
The cultivators had always despised the mortal people. There was no
exception even for demons like Bu Le and Shan Duan, who even despised the
That was why when the wicked witch failed on the verge of success and
died tragically, the demon monks were not too surprised nor feeling
fortunate. However, Wen Leyang was different. Even though his divine
power was shocking, his grandfathers, parents, friends and lovers were
all ordinary people. Even though he was pleased with himself
occasionally, he had never thought of himself as an immortal. Judging
from the perspective of a cultivator’s power, it was rather objective
as well. He did not believe that ordinary people were like mole crickets
and ants and that he was superior to the rest. Naturally, his perception
towards the Jingpo wicked witch’s doings was more thorough than the
Second Mother continued, “However, the wicked witch’s evil spell was
rather interesting! When we attacked her, we were just in time for her to
stop her from launching the spell capable of seizing witchcraft power.
After the fierce battle…”
Wen Leyang laughed when he chimed in, “I was swallowed by the giant toad
into its stomach.” Before his voice died away, at the sound of an abrupt
cheer, the giant toad Xiu Er jumped in from the stockade village’s
entrance in an aimless manner.
After the battle of the Miao stockade village, Xiu Er and its master
stayed behind in the stockade village.
The moment the giant toad realized the presence of Wen Leyang, its
expression changed abruptly. It croaked for a few times before it turned
around and jumped swiftly away. No matter how the skinny man that was
sitting on the top of its head was scolding in rage or dispersing it, his
effort was futile, for Wen Leyang left behind a profound impression in
Second Mother was at a loss whether to cry or laugh as she shook her
head. Only then she continued the conversation, “When you were trapped in
the toad’s stomach back then, a lot of witchcraft power had been seized
away from some of the Miao clansmen.
Wen Leyang nodded, “I thought the witchcraft power was all returned to
its prior masters after the wicked witch’s spell was broken?”
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Hui’s expression became slightly more solemn, “That is correct. That
was why I was feeling peculiar. I had always thought that witchcraft
power belonged to us and no one was capable of seizing our force.
However, as a result, the wicked witch’s spell could surprisingly seize
it away, and even more surprising was, it could still be returned to us
after being seized away!”
After defeating the wicked witch, the Second Mother Chi Hui’s birth
year spell was destroyed. Her witchcraft power was severely damaged. It
was afraid that she could never achieve mastery anymore despite
continuing her refinement process. Hence, she outrightly refused to do
that. In turn, she assembled the master cultivators to study about the
evil spell of the Jingpo wicked witch. In the recent few years, other
than responding to the Wen family’s call at all times, the disciples of
Miao Bujiao concentrated their full attention on this matter.
Judging by Second Mother and little Chi Maojiu’s expression, it seemed
that they have already found the method to seize witchcraft power. Wen
Leyang’s expression was astonished. He did not know what to say, he
understood that the Qing Miao clansmen had a stubborn temperament and
eccentric disposition but he dared not assume that the Second Mother was
about to launch such an evil spell, such that she would destroy hundreds
and thousands of lives of her own clansmen, in order to accomplish a
person’s supernatural power.
Second Mother saw Wen Leyang’s face was filled with shock and
astonishment. She was stunned for a moment before she was suddenly
enlightened. She burst out laughing as she raised her hand towards back
of Wen Leyang’s head and slapped him uncourteously, “What is this
wooden head of yours filled with? The Qing Miao clansmen live and die
together. How am I willing to harm my own people? What I thought was…”
As she was saying that, Second Mother muttered to herself for a few
seconds, before she dictated her response and spoke, “…find a method to
form the witchcraft power that was akin to stream, such that it could
flow as we please. When you need it you can borrow the power from me and
when you are done you can return my power to me fully. It is the same the
other way round! The witchcraft power that is borrowed is not as a whole,
but only a small portion. Of course, that will not kill the person.”
Wen Leyang’s eyes suddenly brightened. According to Second Mother’s
idea, they spent all these years to combine the evil spell left behind by
the wicked witch and the Art of Witchcraft Spell. They deliberated on the
method to ‘borrow’ power. If this method was formed as a result of
their study, its benefits would be self-evident.
Second Mother did not acknowledge Wen Leyang’s expression this time,
she continued her explanation altogether, “The act of borrowing power can
be done, but the force that was circulated between two parties can only
be the witchcraft power, because the witchcraft power is not an internal
strength, it is not a life vitality, but it is an external force!”
Little Chi Maojiu waved his hand once and summoned his vital fire, “Once
a witchcraft power is cultivated into a certain level, a person will
acquire his vital fire. The ability to cultivate into one’s vital fire
is a sorcerer’s turning point. From this point onwards, our witchcraft
power is turned from inner force into outer force. That is why we can
freely circulate and exchange in between our bodies and our vital fires.
Wen Leyang was pondering on the Qing Miao mother and son’s words when
he spoke as if he was deep in thoughts, “Because the witchcraft power is
a peculiar form of power on its own, it can be circulated in between the
sorcerer and his vital fire. That is why it can be used to launch spell
and borrowed. The rest of the other powers in your art of cultivation
still cannot be borrowed.”
Following that, even Wen Leyang nodded in realization. He had been
mingling in the world by guiding the external poison into the body.
Prolonged illness would turn a patient into a doctor. He was an expert in
this method from his prolonged exposure to poison. The force that was
guided in from the external world must certainly not be overly powerful,
otherwise, the body could not withstand at all. Whether it was the first
time he was poisoned by the Yin Chi and the rare poison of hundreds
vermin, the second time when he absorbed all of Xiu Er’s Poison of
Earth or the recent event where his body and bones were remolded by the
Poison of Life and Death and the power of Yin and Yang, his body was the
edge of an explosion. If it was not for the miracle of Faulty Punch left
behind by Tuo Xie and his impressive poison foundation establishment, he
would have turned into a pile of muddy flesh.
The cultivation process of a cultivator was actually the process of
absorbing force into the body and gradually transforming the body,
turning the force for his own use. However, what the cultivator absorbed
was the energy of the overlapping of the sun and moon and the revolving
of the stars, the morning tides of lakes and seas and the flourishing and
decaying of the nature that were scattered in between the heaven and the
earth, and that was the so-called spirit primordial energy of the heaven
and the earth.
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used by Wen Leyang to transform his body was the other form known as
A cultivator who attempted to dissolve the life vitality force of the
world must first gradually combine his mind with nature as one, to
understand and harmonize with the method of the world’s motion. Only
then, he could successfully use this energy as his own, through the act
of directing his strength through concentration, to circulate the life
vitality force to transform his body.
The act of directing one’s strength was through concentration. That was
why the cultivator’s method was recognized as the process of inner to
outer. The speed of cultivation was much slower but there was almost no
harm in cultivating in this process. Due to the process of using life
vitality to cultivate Qi, it was beneficial to continue experience the
utilization of life vitality force. For example, one could refine in
one’s flying sword treasured weapon for his own use, or using writings
and talismans to trigger the supernatural power of spirit primordial
energy, et cetera.
In the eyes of those who engaged in heaven’s cultivation, the strong
poison had always been considered as a form of filthy and foul matter
that was incompatible with heaven’s path. Even for the cultivators of
the evil path, who cultivated using blood or soul was not willing to
Wen Leyang refined poison in his body. In the beginning, he practiced the
meridian autotomy, seeking life in the midst of death. According to the
theory of the orthodox sects, Wen Leyang’s doing was utterly not
considered as the heaven’s cultivation but more of defying heaven’s
law and changed his life.
With Wen Leyang’s method of cultivation, the toxicity of his body was
the same as the toxicity in the world, living in a remote corner of
eccentricity, declaring the shape of the world by itself, killing off
whoever that came into contact without mercy but remaining at peace for
whoever that avoided it. It was extremely dangerous to refine poison into
one’s body. Every time a breakthrough was achieved, one would need to
go through a cycle of birth and death. Once succeeded, the body would
transform itself and turn stronger and that could only be considered as a
trick of the unorthodox sect to turn one’s human body into a saint.
This process did not involve the understanding of the force and the
world. At this point, Wen Leyang only depended on his strong and sturdy
body and his shocking tremendous force and his improvement of his
reaction and speed. There was utterly no way for him to refine into any
flying sword treasured weapon. The event of refining Ning Jiao into
weapons was purely out of coincidence, if it was not for Ning Jiao’s
toxicity that was similar to his body’s, Ning Jiao would never
recognize Wen Leyang as its master.
At the same time, Wen Leyang’s success in his cultivation method was
completely unrelated to his intentions. A man who was gifted with this
skill would be a blissful fortune, while an evil man who was gifted with
this skill would be a disaster in the world. Hence, no one cared about
Wen Leyang who was gifted…
The heaven belonged to the heaven while the earth belonged to the earth.
Wen Leyang was just a human. People had no concern for one another,
engrossed in their own matters.
Whether it was the right path or the evil sect or Wen Leyang’s such
heaven-defying tricks, it was all based on the act of guiding external
force into one’s body. The more external force that was guided into the
body at one attempt, the greater was the pressure it exerted on one’s
body. However, a slight overdose would cause one to be filled to the
point of bursting to death.
However, the witchcraft power was different. This form of power drifted
in between the external force and internal force. Once it was borrowed,
it could exist in the form of the vital fire outside of the body, so it
was utterly harmless to the user.
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Stuffing a piece of rock into one’s body, one would die.
However, moving all three mountains and five hills next to one’s side,
one would be fine.
Even for a woman that was as intelligent and forbearing as Second Mother,
a strand of proud expression could not help but float onto her face, “In
the recent years, together with the newly appointed elders, we have put
in a series of laborious efforts. Finally, we found a new art of
cultivation, known as the Heart-linking Lock!”
As she was saying that, Second Mother chuckled and stretched out her hand
to point towards the three hundred clansmen that were sitting in the
center of the Miao stockade village casting the witchcraft spell, “They
are the strong ones amongst our disciples of Miao Bujiao. Every one of
them had cultivated their vital fire. Under the influence of the
‘Heart-linking Lock’, I can borrow thirty percent of their witchcraft
power. Acquiring thirty percent out of one hundred percent, not only is
it harmless to their lives, it will not affect their cultivation process
in the future…”
As the Second Mother was speaking, the sound of witch’s song that was
circulating in the world suddenly vanished without a sign. In place,
there was only silence that suddenly squeezed into everyone’s body,
pinning heavily onto everyone such that they felt nauseated.
Soon after that, a raging noise erupted in a bang! A puff of golden
white-colored vital fire that was scorching hot surged skywards, akin to
a divine sword that was glimmering with thousands of streaks of immortal
radiance and ferociously crushed the dark clouds covering the sky. The
entire Miao stockade village brightened abruptly!
Whether it was the disciples of Miao Bujiao who were casting the spell or
those who were watching intensely from the side, everyone burst out in
cheers. They roared and shouted as they pleased. The Miao clansmen living
under the Seven Maidens Mountain was always profligate and unrestrained.
Under the influence of wild excitement they completely forgot about the
world or themselves, they shrieked in an unbridled manner and dances as
if they were possessed, splashing their primitive madness towards the sky.
Little Chi Maojiu somersaulted as he howled and dashed towards the
clansmen to rejoice with wild excitement with the rest.
Wen Leyang’s telegnosis ability spread out akin to tidewater and
wrapped towards the vital fire. A force that was interweaved in
vigorousness and ghastly malevolence was blooming heartily in the vital
fire. Even though Second Mother’s face was filled with excitement, she
did not shake her long hair and dashed into the crowd anyhow. She laughed
as she pointed towards the burning white-colored witch’s fire in the
middle of the stockade village, “Within this vital fire, thirty percent
of witchcraft power of every Miao Bujiao’s master cultivator is stored
Second Mother was afraid that Wen Leyang did not understand her, so she
slowed down the speed of her speech for him. That puff of white-colored
Heart-lining Lock’s vital fire gathered thirty percent of every
participating disciple of Miao Bujiao’s power. The power that was
borrowed could be retrieved at any time when one was done handling matter
with that portion of power and his strength was recuperated. He could
also place his thirty percent of power back into the storage.
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witchcraft power that was stored in this Heart-linking Lock could not be
used by anyone. It would still require the Qing Miao master cultivators
to launch the Art of Witchcraft spell such that that puff of burning
vital fire could recognize him before that person could help himself to
the witchcraft power as he pleased.
“Of course not everyone qualified to use these witchcraft power here, we
have only thought of four persons as of now, you, Mumu, the little girl
Xiaoyi, and little Chi Maojiu. Once we have completed launching the
spell, you and Chi Maojiu will have the ability to acquire those
witchcraft power as you please. The witchcraft power that remains after
you are done using will be returned to the witch’s fire by itself. Our
clansmen are also willing to add in the witchcraft power that they have
cultivated into the Heart-linking Lock. When your wedding day has passed,
I will pick up those two little children and bring them here to launch
the spell.” As she was saying that, Second Mother looked towards Wen
Leyang with glimmering eyes, “This is our gift to our good brother’s
Wen Leyang gave out an ‘oh’, his eyes were widened in amazement, no
smaller than his mouth. Other than shaking his head he did not know what
to speak, Second Mother’s expression and tone of speaking
simultaneously became stern, “If you don’t want this, the disciples of
Miao Bujiao from Seven Maidens Mountain will never hold up their heads in
the world for eternity! If you don’t want this then you have forsaken
the name of Heart-linking Lock! In the future, all of you husband and
wives’ hearts are linked to one another, in the future, the hearts of
the disciples of Miao Bujiao are linked to the good brother. In the
future, we, the disciples of Miao Bujiao, Wen Bucao, and Si Buliao’s
hearts are linked!”
Wen Leyang hastily waved his hand as he gave a forced laugh, “Not that I
don’t want it…but it is useless even if I want it. I am not skilled
in the Art of Witchcraft, so are the both of them…”
Second Mother’s expression had only relaxed, she laughed as she shook
her head and said, “There is no need for you to be concerned about this,
I will naturally prepare some witchcraft instruments and spell tools.
When the vital fire can be conjured up according to your wish, as long as
you toss the items that I have prepared for you into the fire, the spells
would be cast. This is much easier as compared to your Wen’s family
process in using poison.
Wen Leyang only needed to ponder for a while before he understood the
principle within Second Mother’s explanation. Of course, the Miao
clansmen’s witchcraft spell was not easy. The witchcraft spell
instruments that were prepared by Second Mother for them was certainly
made up of simplest items. However, as the Heart-linking Lock’s vital
fire was powerful enough, even the simplest Art of Witchcraft was capable
of conjuring the strongest power.
Similar to the strength of a black tiger tearing out a heart, the
squirrel that exerted the strength could not even break a tree branch,
whereas a huge bear that exerted the strength could break a pine tree.
The difference was not based on the move, but it was the intensity of the
Wen Leyang inquired closely about the witchcraft spell of
‘Heart-linking Lock’. In simpler words, the Heart-linking Lock was
just like a private bank. The Qing Miao master cultivators were the
depositors, while the four of Wen Leyang, Xiaoyi, Mumu and little Chi
Maojiu who were just mentioned by Second Mother earlier were the
proprietors of this bank, as long as the proprietors were not guilty of
corruption, the depositors would not suffer any losses.
Wen Leyang felt relieved at this point, his poison power made astonishing
progress. Even though the witchcraft power of the Heart-linking Lock was
vigorous, it may not necessarily be more incisive than his body and bones
that were remolded by the Poison of Life and Death and the Power of Yin
and Yang. As long as he, as the proprietor of the bank was not guilty of
corruption, the disciples of Miao Bujiao would never suffer losses.
As for Mumu and Xiaoyi, the prior’s ability was only ordinary, while
the latter one was just an ordinary person, who actually needed a noble
force like this Heart-linking Lock capable of circulating at her control
to protect herself. Besides, Wen Leyang would protect them and they would
not be partaking in events that were too dangerous. Let alone these two
little girls were sensible, they would not be guilty of ‘corruption’
easily, nor would they pose too much influence on the disciples of Miao
Bujiao, unless these two wives of him fought amongst themselves.
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prepared by the disciples of Miao Bujiao was overly grand. They
transferred thirty percent of witchcraft spell master cultivator’s
witchcraft power and gifted it to Wen Leyang’s family of three to use
at their own will. Judging by their mannerism, the Miao clansmen would
continuously store their power into the Heart-linking Lock in the future.
They even completely disallowed Wen Leyang from rejecting the offer.
In the eyes of a person on his side, Wen Leyang was considered a good
man, but he was not a hesitant person. Since he could not reject the
offer then he refused to waste his effort anymore, he moved about his
limbs as he chuckled and asked Second Mother, “So should I go first or
should little Chi Maojiu go first?”
Second Mother was elated. She gave out a series of orders and managed to
stop the clansmen’s celebration with great difficulty.
When the disciples of Miao Bujiao found out that Wen Leyang was willing
to receive their gift of Heart-linking Lock, another series of cheers was
heard. Even though it was not as chaotic as previously, the joy in their
hearts was revealed entirely on their faces without the intention to
conceal. Wen Leyang felt warm and fuzzy all over his body.
Once the disciples of Miao Bujiao associated with another person, they
associated their entire lives and family possessions to their friend!
Following that there was another grand yet complicated ceremony, where
the Qing Miao clansmen continuously worshipped, drew bamboo slips used
for divination, practiced the art of divination. Wen Leyang could not
understand what he was watching, he was even more confused when he
participated in it. The process lasted until the sky was completely dark
when the Miao clansmen broke out in cheers once again. Little Chi Maojiu
was both nervous and excited as he ran in front of the ‘Heart-linking
Lock’ vital fire, Wen Leyang had only realized then, that the disciples
of Miao Bujiao were determining which one amongst him and Chi Maojiu
would be the first to receive the Heart-linking Lock.
A few of the Qing Miao elders surrounded little Chi Maojiu. They danced
about continuously in a peculiar rhythm. In the eyes of the Qing Miao
clansmen, the Heart-linking Lock was not only a mysticism skill of the
witchcraft spell, but it was also a grand event that entrusted the hope
of all the clansmen and the entire clan’s strength to forge a super
master cultivator! That was why in the process of casting the spell also
combined countless Miao clansmen’s peculiar worshipping ceremony. Wen
Leyang was puzzled, he thought that they used to worship in Mara the
Devil. “Who were they worshipping now?”
Around the wee hours of midnight, the Qing Miao elders finally completed
the spell. Everyone, including Wen Leyang, was watching little Chi Maojiu
Chi Maojiu was trying hard to retain his usual indifferent expression,
but the muscles on his face and the corners of his eyes were constantly
throbbing. He stretched out his hand slowly and rubbed his palms
together. That puff of burning vital fire abruptly expanded, akin to a
diagonally positioned waterfall, surrounding him heavily, spinning around
in a dazzling yet magnificent manner!
The tremendous force within the vital fire was akin to a loyal raging
dragon that was awaiting its master’s instruction impatiently. Chi
Maojiu finally could no longer suppress the excitement on his face. His
body spun around rapidly following the rhythm of the vital fire. His
hands turned over strenuously as he tossed an item that even Wen Leyang
could not recognize rapidly into every corner of the Heart-linking
Lock’s vital fire. Suddenly, the sound of witch’s song erupted. The
scorching vital fire accompanied by a suffocating bitter coldness erupted
with a loud bang into thousands of silver flowers that brightened the
entire night sky into daylight. The Seven Maidens Mountain that was
abruptly revealed in the bright light was akin to a giant that was
suddenly jolted awake, squeezing abruptly into everyone’s vision!
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village was driven to complete insanity at this moment!
Second Mother was shivering with excitement. The Art of Witchcraft that
was launched by little Chi Maojiu was splendid and nice-looking. Other
than reflecting in a supernatural radiance that covered the entire sky,
it was utterly useless, but it could be considered as a small trick. That
was already enough to clarify the power of Heart-linking Lock was used by
him, that the laborious efforts of Miao Bujiao’s disciples were not
wasted. A witchcraft spell master cultivator that was strong enough to
resist the cultivation world was born across the sky.
The fireworks completely dispersed and the Heart-linking Lock’s vital
fire was restored once again. Chi Maojiu’s trick earlier was a
witchcraft spell but it almost did not consume any witchcraft power at
Under Second Mother’s instruction, Wen Leyang stood on the spot where
Chi Maojiu was standing earlier. His entire person was relaxed and
presented himself to the Miao clansmen’s elders to fiddle with. He had
no knowledge of whatever they were doing to him.
The process was still long and complicated. Occasionally the elders would
splash some slimy liquid made of unknown materials towards him,
occasionally a few worms appeared on his body out of nowhere…if it was
not for You’ve Got Me that was still sleeping from hangover right now,
those worms would be blasted away by it. The beginning process was
smooth, but there were some problems that arose nearing the end as the
Qing Miao elders needed a few strands of Wen Leyang’s hairs and blood
from his ten fingertips. However, the elder that went ahead and plucked
off his hairs failed, the short knife in his hand could not even cut open
At last, Wen Leyang had to use his own efforts. It was easy to manage his
hairs, but it was slightly difficult for him to bite on his fingertips
one by one…
Finally, by the next day’s daybreak, the Miao clansmen were done
casting their own witchcraft spell. Following the few elders’ stern
shouts in unison, Wen Leyang suddenly felt as a peculiar sensation flowed
out of his heart, he felt as if on his body, an invisible arm grew out
Wen Leyang could sense that his twisted muscles were filled with a
terrifying force but he did not know which situation would trigger the
eruption of the force.
Second Mother walked in front of him. She laughed as she gave him a few
advice. Following that, he stuffed a small wooden puppet that was smeared
full of green-colored tree sap, its body was engraved with odd patterns,
its mouth was opened wide as if it was singing.
Following Second Mother’s instruction, Wen Leyang ran in a flash and
arrived at the Miao stockade village’s entrance that was dozens of
miles away. Following the movement of his intention, the burning vital
fire was commanded with ease as he wished. It abruptly disappeared from
the center of the stockade village and appeared almost simultaneously
next to himself. Wen Leyang was highly confident. Abiding Second
Mother’s instruction, he used the tip of his tongue to block against
his bottom teeth as he tossed the ‘singing puppet’ in his hand into
the vital fire that was waiting for the opportunity to display its power!