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Zuo Ci's face showed admiration.
Looking at Pu Pan Nan, he remarked, "It's a pity your skills are slightly inferior to Mo Jiao Dou."
Pu Pan Nan's heart sank. "You’ve encountered Mo Jiao Dou?"
"Of course!" Zuo Ci nodded. "If it weren't for his half-baked mastery of the Si Luo Bottle, he wouldn't have survived!"
It is said that when an Exorcist reaches a high level of cultivation, he can separate his head from his body, soaring into the air like a swift arrow.
With a whoosh of wind, the Exorcist's head would fly forth.
However, in Nanyang, there is a legend: anyone who can detach their own head from their body has failed in their Shu Fa training; this is known as the Si Luo Bottle.
If Xiang Tou were to cultivate properly, they would not suffer the pain of their head being separated from their body.
The Si Luo Bottle roams at night, becoming a wandering You Hun, often searching for children's feces to satiate its hunger.
Children whose feces are consumed by this entity will face a grim fate; they may not die but will fall ill or encounter misfortune.
Thus, when children in Nanyang defecate outside their homes, parents teach them to pick up small twigs or grass and place them in a cross shape over their waste. This way, the Si Luo Bottle would dare not consume it.
Moreover, when the Si Luo Bottle ventures out, it must be before the rooster crows; if it misses that window, it will perish.
Practitioners of Xiang Tou Shu appear just like ordinary people, and no one can recognize their peculiarities.
Yet the Si Luo Bottle has one distinct feature: within its pupils lies no inverted image of another person.
To create a Si Luo Bottle, one must kill a Tong Boy and employ Xiang Tou Shu to drive the boy's spirit out of his body, completing its mission.
This method is also known as the Affiliated Child God.
He actually managed to cultivate a Si Luo Bottle! Pu Pan Nan sighed inwardly; ultimately, he lacked talent!
He looked at the young man before him and no longer dared to boast about ensuring Chen Zong’s survival!
In the Mainland Country's Mystical Circle, there are specialized Zheng Yi Tianshi who maintain a Dark List.
This list records seventy practitioners of various dark arts. As an Old Ancestor of the Mystical Circle, all spirit mediums and Evil Masters from different countries take pride in being included on the Mainland's Dark List.
The value of this information is not to be underestimated. On the Dark List of the mainland, Cao Juan Ren ranks fourth. Do not take this fourth place lightly. The Dark List records experts from various unorthodox paths. Any one of them could easily make it into the top ten across Nanyang, Siam, or even the entire Southeast Asia.
This individual's track record is quite spectacular. It is said that Cao Juan Ren was deemed a harbinger of disaster from birth. His parents and sisters all met with untimely deaths due to his presence. At the age of three, he was locked away in a Mad House by his family, left to fend for himself. Who would have thought that he would learn true skills from the unorthodox paths while in that Mad House?
Upon his release, he skinned an outer immortal from Shanhaiguan and turned the skin into a Human Skin lantern, which he hung outside the Tongcheng disciple hall. His methods were ruthless and chilling.
There was once a cult in Tongcheng called Huang Lao, which practiced a form of supplementing techniques created by unorthodox practitioners. They lured young girls with special destinies using high-interest loans for beauty, ensnaring them with dark magic to extract their essence for their own gain.
Eventually, Huang Lao was reported by its followers when a girl managed to escape during the chaos. With no home to return to, she went mad. The girl's father was the Richest Man in Tongcheng and sought out Zuo Ci, offering seventy thousand to buy the lives of the Evil Masters behind Huang Lao.
Zuo Ci did not hesitate. The next day, within the main hall of Huang Lao, all the limbs of the cult's disciples were severed and turned into Ren Zhi. Their heads were arranged in a Zhu Jing Guan display, grotesquely piled up like red heads resembling rotten watermelons. The sight was horrific, with layers upon layers of contorted faces and occasionally broken flesh and human eyeballs falling out.
These events are all recorded in the ledger. Even as a renowned Exorcist from Nanyang, Pu Pan Nan has heard of Cao Juan Ren's infamous reputation. Taking people's wealth and helping them avert disasters, Zuo Master, Pu Pan Nan does not intend to be your enemy. If I had known it was you, I would never have acted so recklessly!
Pu Pan Nan forced a bitter smile. Beside him, Chen Zong noticed something amiss. Pu Master is actually afraid of that Zuo? What about the Nanyang Top Ten Sorcerers? Chen Zong said coldly, "Pu Master, what are you doing? I paid you over ten million to buy this kid's life!"
At that moment, Pu Pan Nan felt an overwhelming urge to kill Chen Zong. Zuo Ci raised an eyebrow and asked, "Pu Master, are you planning to kill me?" Pu Pan Nan was on the verge of tears. The mainland is too perilous; I long for Nanyang.
Everyone knows my heart as Zuo Ci Bodhisattva. I despise violence and killing. How about this: if you kill Chen Zong and resolve my Xiang Tou issue, I will let the past go. What do you think? Zuo Ci smiled.
Pu Pan Nan felt as if he had been granted a reprieve. With a grim expression, he turned to face Chen Zong. Terrified, Chen Zong fell to the ground and pleaded, "Pu Master, I have a lot of money! Whatever you want, I can give it to you!"
Wuwuwu... The crimson-eyed female Gui Lu let out a cold laugh as she lunged toward Chen Zong's corpulent body.
Creak...
Chen Zong's pupils suddenly turned waxy. His limbs twisted unnaturally as he began to crawl, searching for something in the corner. In the next moment, he picked up a small knife with a sharp edge and began slicing at his own fingers one by one. It was as if he felt no pain; he continued until his palm was reduced to bone before starting on the other hand.
Blood dripped steadily onto the ground, creating mesmerizing pools of Blood Light. Pu Pan Nan wondered if Cao Juan Ren would be satisfied with such actions as he bowed low in submission.
Not bad, the famous Exorcist from Nanyang!
Zuo Ci smiled with satisfaction, then suddenly lowered his voice, "It shouldn't be you helping Secretary Chen raise a little ghost!"
Gu Du's throat bobbed nervously. He felt a bit apprehensive. "It's my useless junior apprentice. I came here today because he called me. If you want to know his Birth Chart, I have it here!"
Zuo Ci squatted down on the floor, gazing at the blood flowing in the room, pondering, "Tell me, how should I go about killing your junior apprentice?"
Pu Pan Nan tightened his grip. He forced a dry laugh, "That depends on your mood, esteemed one!"
"How about this," Zuo Ci mused for a moment, "I’ll just scare him to death; that way, it counts as doing less killing, right?"
Upon hearing this, Pu Pan Nan quickly knelt down. His head repeatedly knocked against the marble floor with a series of crisp thuds.
"What's wrong? Are you on good terms with your junior apprentice? Want to take his place in death?" Zuo Ci asked in surprise.
"No, no, no!" Pu Pan Nan nearly slapped himself. He pleaded, "Please spare me, Cao Juan Ren!"
"I told you before, I don’t like killing!" Zuo Ci said impatiently. "I can’t stand you Exorcists who treat human lives as if they were nothing."
"Look at how miserable Chen Zong is. You could easily kill him with your next death spell. Instead, you let an evil spirit collide with him and make such a bloody mess. You really are a crooked one."
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