He wasn't cultivating the Vajra Exorcism Skill, so why would he vomit blood?
"Could it be …" Wang Changsheng had a bad premonition. He hurriedly took off his clothes and carefully checked his body.
Soon, Wang Changsheng found a black pattern on his left wrist.
"Witchcraft." Wang Changsheng's face darkened when he saw it.
He had heard that the witches were good at cursing and could kill people from thousands of miles away.
Wang Changsheng's current situation seemed to be a witchcraft, but he didn't know what kind of witchcraft it was.
If Wu Ling 'er wanted to kill him, she wouldn't have done it that day. After thinking about it, Wang Changsheng suspected that his vomiting blood had something to do with the white-haired old woman. As for her motive, he didn't know.
Wang Changsheng looked at the black pattern on his wrist. After thinking for a while, he got up and walked out of the inn.
Wang Changsheng went to a few bookstores and bought some books that introduced the witches.
When he returned to his room, Wang Changsheng took out the books and flipped through them.
An hour later, Wang Changsheng held a thick book in his hand. His right hand stopped at a certain page. There was a black pattern on the page that was exactly the same as the one on his wrist. There was also a paragraph of text beside it.
Septic Blood Technique, one of the witches' secret techniques. The caster's cultivation must be higher than the victim's. Once the technique is successfully cast, a black mark will appear on the victim's wrist. The blood in the victim's body will turn black as time passes. The black pattern will also move. When the black pattern reaches the victim's chest, the victim will die. Note that the cultivation of those who have been cast by the Septic Blood Technique will also decline as time passes.
There are three ways to resolve the Septic Blood Technique. First, kill the caster. Second, the victim's cultivation must quickly increase until it exceeds the caster's. Third, a cultivator who is a realm higher than the caster can cast a spell to remove the black pattern.
Reading this, Wang Changsheng frowned. The white-haired old woman was at least in the middle stage of Core Formation, or even in the late stage of Core Formation. With his current strength, he definitely couldn't kill the white-haired old woman. He had failed to break through to Core Formation and wouldn't be able to break through to Core Formation within ten years. As for asking a Yuanying cultivator to help him, that was even more impossible.
Wang Changsheng finished reading the rest of the books, but couldn't find any other way to resolve the Septic Blood Technique.
Wang Changsheng thought for a while, then opened the door and walked out.
At this time, the sky had completely darkened, but the market square was brightly lit.
Wang Changsheng went to the bookstore and bought a map of Chu. Taking advantage of the night, he left the market on his magic tool.
Back then, Black Sorcerer had used a few drops of Wu Ling 'er's blood to determine Wu Ling' er's approximate location from tens of thousands of miles away. Since the white-haired old woman could use the Blood Decay Technique on Wang Changsheng, she might be able to track Wang Changsheng's location. For safety's sake, Wang Changsheng did not dare to stay in the market and hurriedly left that night.
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A month later, in the Xuanjin Mountain Range, which was the border between Chu and Qi.
A beam of white light shot over from the horizon and landed in front of a dense forest in the depths of the Black Gold Mountain Range that was covered by a thick fog.
The white light receded, revealing Immortal Wang's figure.
Wang Changsheng was much weaker than he was a month ago. His face was pale, and he looked like he had been seriously injured.
During this month, Wang Changsheng went to many markets and asked many experienced alchemists, but no one could neutralize the Septic Blood Technique. His cultivation also fell from the peak of Foundation Establishment to the early stage of Foundation Establishment.
Wang Changsheng estimated that if he couldn't find a way to resolve the Septic Blood Technique, he would turn into a pool of black blood in a month.
In fact, Wang Changsheng had considered abandoning his physical body and possessing the body of a cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage. However, he couldn't guarantee that it would resolve the Septic Blood Technique. Wang Changsheng didn't intend to abandon his physical body and possess someone else's body unless he had no other choice.
Wang Changsheng took out a Voice-transmitting Talisman. After whispering a few words, he threw it into the dense forest ahead.
After a while, the dense forest in front of him turned into a thick fog like a phantom. Then, after the thick fog rolled, a ten feet wide passage was revealed.
When Immortal Wang saw this, he walked in without any hesitation.
The passage was long. Wang Changsheng walked for hundreds of meters and saw a huge valley. There were many shops in the valley. Many cultivators were walking on the streets.
When he saw this scene, Immortal Wang nodded, raising his feet and walking forward.
After a while, Wang Changsheng stopped in front of a three-story pavilion.
Hundred Pill Pavilion was the name of this shop. Cultivators came in and out from time to time. It was very lively.
As soon as Wang Changsheng walked into the shop, a green-robed attendant greeted him and said with a smile, "Senior, is there anything I can help you with?"
Wang Changsheng's face was pale. Anyone could see that there was something wrong with his body.
"Is your shopkeeper here? Take me to see him. "Wang Changsheng said straightforwardly.
"The shopkeeper is on the third floor. Senior, please follow me." The green-robed attendant nodded and led Wang Changsheng to the third floor.
Walking up to the third floor, Wang Changsheng saw a woman in a blue dress in her early thirties talking with two middle-aged men, one tall and one short.
"Mrs. Chen, we agreed that we will come to pick up the goods in a few days." The tall middle-aged man cupped his fist and said. After speaking, he walked downstairs with the short and fat man.
When the two of them passed by Wang Changsheng, they looked at Wang Changsheng twice.
"Fellow, do you want to buy healing pills?" The woman in the blue dress walked up quickly and said to Wang Changsheng with a smile on her face.
"Do you have a pill to cure the Wu Clan's Septic Blood Technique?" Wang Changsheng asked straightforwardly.
"No?" The woman in the blue dress frowned and said while shaking her head.
When Wang Changsheng heard this, he looked a little disappointed and turned to leave.
"We have a kind of pill that can delay the outbreak of witchcraft. Do you want to take a look?" The woman in the blue dress said loudly.
"What kind of pill? Is it really useful? "When Wang Changsheng heard this, his expression changed. He turned around and asked with some suspicion.
"Blood Transformation Pill. This pill can indeed delay the outbreak of some witchcraft. As for whether it is useful for the Septic Blood Technique, I dare not guarantee." The woman in the blue dress said with some uncertainty.
"How many Spirit Stones for a bottle? Give me a bottle to try." Wang Changsheng thought for a while and said.
"Three hundred Spirit Stones for a bottle." The woman in the blue dress nodded and said. After speaking, she turned her right hand and a white porcelain bottle appeared in her palm.
Wang Changsheng paid the Spirit Stones and left with the bottle of Blood Transformation Pill.
After leaving the Hundred Pill Pavilion, Wang Changsheng went to many bookstores and bought some books about the Wu Clan. He also inquired about the effect of the Blood Transformation Pill and confirmed that the woman in the blue dress was not lying. The Blood Transformation Pill could indeed delay the outbreak of witchcraft. As for whether it had an effect on the Septic Blood Technique, no one dared to guarantee.
Wang Changsheng found an inn to stay in. He sat on the bed and took out the white porcelain bottle. He poured out a purple pill the size of a mung bean and swallowed it.
As soon as the pill entered his mouth, Wang Changsheng only felt bitterness in his mouth.
For the next three days, Wang Changsheng stayed in his room and took the Blood Transformation Pill, hoping that this pill could delay the outbreak of the Septic Blood Technique. To his disappointment, the Blood Transformation Pill did not have any effect. His cultivation was still declining and would fall to the Qi Refining Stage in a few days. The black mark on his wrist also swam from his wrist to his shoulder and was not far from his chest.
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