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The Black Witch's fingers curled, and the black threads wrapping around the puppet became as sharp as a saw, cutting into the puppet's body. As the Black Witch gradually exerted more force, the puppet's limbs were on the verge of breaking.
Meanwhile, within the Liu Family, Xiao Yefeng manipulated the Azure Gold Twin Dragons to break the mental shackles binding Liu Qing. However, before he could feel joy, Xiao Yefeng noticed red marks appearing on Liu Qing's wrists and ankles, with blood seeping from them. Most critically, a similar mark had appeared on Liu Qing's throat. Seeing this, Mu Ding was nearly driven to jump up in shock.
Although Mu Ding had just been furious enough to want to kill Liu Qing, years of marital affection were not easily forgotten. If it weren't for Liu Yiyi's incident, Mu Ding would never have quarreled with Liu Qing. Now, witnessing his long-time wife on the brink of death, how could Mu Ding remain calm? Even someone of immeasurable worth was just an ordinary person when faced with life and death.
"Old Master Mei, please save Liu Qing!" Mu Ding had no other options and could only turn to this medical mentor he had known for many years.
At that moment, Mei Yulou felt helpless as well and could only pull Mu Ding aside. "Trust Feng; he will find a way!"
Mei Yulou had no choice but to say this. He was skilled in medicine, acupuncture, and even fighting; however, when it came to dealing with ghosts and spirits, he had no solutions.
As the marks deepened further, threatening to sever blood vessels and tendons, Xiao Yefeng pushed Liu Qing. The unconscious Liu Qing fell to the ground with a thud. Xiao Yefeng then drew out the Seven Star Needle and quickly inserted seven needles—three at the neck and ankles—using the principles of Zhen, Xuan, and Ji as well as Quan and Yuheng to counteract the constricting marks.
With Shu Zhen Wei's Silver Bell leading the way, the Seven Silver Needles trembled continuously while emitting a faint glow. Under the Yin-Yang Eye, Xiao Yefeng could see black loops around Liu Qing's neck and limbs, with the ends of the ropes disappearing into emptiness. Clearly, someone was using sorcery to harm Liu Qing. Using the Seven Star Revitalization Needle as a stake, Xiao Yefeng pinned down the rope loop so that its master could no longer exert force on Liu Qing.
Even with seven needles securing him down, Xiao Yefeng did not let his guard down. In battles involving Sorcerers—especially when an ordinary person was used as a medium—one could not engage for too long. After all, while two Sorcerers might endure, an ordinary person could not withstand such pressure. Since mere defense would not solve the problem, Xiao Yefeng decided to take the initiative: if you use puppetry to curse Aunt Qing, then I will retaliate in kind.
The Silver Bell from Shu Zhen Wei continued to tremble; this indicated that another Sorcerer was working hard to break through Xiao Yefeng's protective seven needles. It was evident that the seven Silver Needles already inserted into Liu Qing’s body were being pushed outward by an unseen force—the Black Witch was pulling hard on her black threads.
At that moment, the Black Witch gripped the threads tightly with her right hand and was drenched in sweat. She hadn't anticipated that her two main skills could be countered so effectively. The black threads were now taut; even her delicate fingers were marked by deep grooves from gripping them.
"What a powerful Sorcerer! Could it be that Jiang Xing or that old coot Li Xiangjun is sabotaging my plans? No! Liu Qing must die!" With this thought in mind, the Black Witch extended her other hand toward a wooden sword hanging on the wall and summoned it into her grasp.
Black Witch gritted her teeth and sliced open the seal of the first Clay Pot on the altar with her wooden sword. Then, she cut her own finger, letting a drop of her blood fall into the Clay Pot. A red mist rose from within, which Black Witch inhaled as if it were some divine elixir. The sensation was so pleasurable that she closed her eyes to savor it.
When she opened her eyes again, a shadow of red and black had appeared at the corners of her gaze. The woman beside Black Witch was taken aback by this transformation and hurriedly retreated three yards away from the altar. She thought to herself, Who is battling my master? This has triggered the Blood Witch energy within her; this is a life-or-death matter!
Black Witch paid no mind to her apprentice's thoughts. A smile crept onto her lips as she addressed the puppet, "No matter who it is, no one can stop me from killing today!"
With that, she exerted force with her fingers, and black lines instantly constricted around the puppet's body. Meanwhile, the Seven Star Needle embedded in Liu Qing's body suddenly jerked, almost flung away by Black Witch's grip. Fortunately, Xiao Yefeng had inserted the needle deep enough; otherwise, this move could have cost Liu Qing his life.
However, Xiao Yefeng was unfazed by the situation. In fact, he was waiting for the other side to lose their composure and resort to such tactics. Human strength has its limits; so does a Sorcerer. Once strong, then weak, then exhausted—this applies to Sorcerers as well. Xiao Yefeng aimed to exploit this moment of vulnerability after a powerful attack when their energy would contract.
"Transform beans into soldiers, Yellow Talisman, manifest spirit, Shangqing Spirit Control Technique! Rise!" In an instant, Xiao Yefeng drew a blank Yellow Talisman. He tossed it into the air while his index and middle fingers transformed into a writing brush of Ling Kong. Under his manipulation of Qi, the Yellow Talisman morphed into a humanoid figure that landed on Liu Qing's forehead.
Finally, Xiao Yefeng directed a surge of Qi onto the Paper Man, causing it to rise from Liu Qing's forehead. He then made a small incision on Liu Qing's brow. Strangely enough, this tiny wound should not have bled so profusely; yet blood gushed forth from it, tinged with darkness.
Not a drop of that blood was wasted; it was entirely absorbed by the Paper Man on his forehead. As the Paper Man transformed from a figure made of Yellow Talisman Paper into a blood-infused one, the wound on Liu Qing’s brow sealed up completely without leaving any trace.
"Backlash Technique! Reverse their essence!" With that command, Xiao Yefeng extended his right hand and closed his fingers together. The seven Seven Star Needles trembled slightly before swiftly retracting from Liu Qing, flying back into Xiao Yefeng’s hand. This was the Sword Control Technique! It consumed almost none of his Qi, unlike other Sorcerers, who required substantial energy to manipulate swords from afar.
As the seven silver needles soared back, the five black ropes binding Liu Qing vanished in an instant only to reappear again—this time ensnaring the forehead of the newly formed Paper Man. At that moment, relief washed over Xiao Yefeng.
On the other side, Black Witch felt her black killing curse loosen for just a moment but quickly tightened again. She found this strange but felt joy at the disappearance of resistance. Pulling on the black rope with all her might, she severed the puppet's limbs and head. However, just as she relaxed for a moment, pain shot through her soul. She coughed up blood and collapsed heavily onto the altar, shattering an incense burner and sending ash swirling into the air.
Three yards away, her female apprentice rushed over upon seeing her master in such distress. After securing a porcelain jar over her master’s wounds, she checked on her condition. When she nudged her master awake, Black Witch finally regained consciousness. Upon seeing the puppet and assessing her own state, she wiped away the blood at the corner of her mouth and declared: "What a turn of events! I’ve practiced curse techniques since I was ten years old; I achieved mastery at fifteen and full proficiency by twenty. I have never faced such a setback! Who is this person? The reverse spell—one that has nearly been lost to time—has resurfaced! No matter who you are, I will not let you go!"
The face of the Black Witch turned pale, and with a tilt of her head, she fainted again. Her female disciple hurriedly helped her back to the bed. Afterward, the disciple quickly ran out of the room, presumably to find someone for help.
On the other side, Xiao Yefeng sighed in relief upon seeing the Paper Man dismembered. He grabbed Liu Qing's wrist and channeled his spiritual energy into her body. Indeed, the malevolent aura had vanished. Xiao Yefeng then stood up and said, "Alright, Aunt Qing's malevolent energy has been completely expelled. Let's find someone to give her a simple bandage. Although these marks won't leave scars, Aunt Qing does look quite terrifying like this."
Xiao Yefeng was right. Aside from the actual physical injury caused by him cutting open Liu Qing's forehead, the blood on her neck and limbs was merely sweat seeping out of her pores. The Sorcerer's curse wouldn't leave visible wounds on the surface; the earlier crisis had all taken place internally, beneath the skin. The black lines had sliced through Liu Qing's muscles and blood vessels. If those were severed, she would be left half-dead at best. That was why Sorcerers were so feared; just mentioning them conjured images of terror.
"Thank you, thank you..." Mu Ding was at a loss for words. A man who had thrived in the business world now felt like an ordinary person, holding his wife's body and expressing his gratitude repeatedly, unable to say anything else.
At that moment, Mei Yulou stepped forward and said, "Alright, enough of this. Let's deal with Liu Qing's situation first!" With that, Mei Yulou waved to the bodyguards outside, and soon a team of Liu Family doctors arrived to carry Liu Qing away.
Meanwhile, Xiao Yefeng was crouched beside the dismembered Paper Man. This time he finally understood why Sorcerers always carried talismans with them. While Ling Kong could draw symbols conveniently, if he hadn't brought talismans himself, completing the Backlash Technique so quickly would have been impossible; condensing spiritual energy into a Substitution Talisman would have taken at least a breath longer.
So much had changed in an instant. As Xiao Yefeng pondered this while picking up a piece of debris and standing up, Mu Ding had already followed the doctors out. At that moment, Mu Ding's mind was solely focused on his wife, naturally forgetting about the two individuals left behind. This provided Xiao Yefeng and Mei Yulou with some time alone.
"Wind, do you know who did this?" Mei Yulou asked.
Xiao Yefeng could only shake his head and replied, "I'm not sure. Under Open Eyes, I could only see five black ropes wrapped around Aunt Qing; beyond that, I found nothing else!"
"Black ropes? That's too broad a range. Let's report it to the President later; he should be able to give us an answer!" Mei Yulou said.
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