Looking closely, there were dozens of gleaming silver-white venomous pythons slithering across the robe.

“Hiss hiss!”

Each silver-white venomous python had its tail seemingly connected to Henry Ward, while their fierce and menacing heads were raised high.

The pythons’ necks were covered in white scales like silver plates, reflecting a cold metallic sheen. Their eyes were oily green, sending chills down one’s spine.

“Whoosh!”

One of the silver-white venomous pythons shot out like a bolt of lightning, instantly coiling around Blake Turner’s neck like a vine and tightening rapidly.

“Spare me, Master!”

Last night at the Yu family’s old residence, the once ferocious Blake Turner was now drenched in cold sweat, dropping to his knees on the spot and begging repeatedly, “It must be my fault, please forgive me, Master! Please give me a few more days, I guarantee I’ll chop off Ethan Brooks’s head, leaving him no chance of coming back to life!”

“Useless trash like you might as well just die.” Henry Ward watched as the silver-white venomous python tightened its grip, bit by bit devouring Blake Turner’s vitality. “Don’t worry, after you die, the Lin family will arrange a new servant for me to command.”

“Please, plea—”

Blake Turner’s pleas were already faltering.

Just then—

“Bang!”

The jade stone placed by Henry Ward’s throat suddenly had the crimson bloodline inside it ignite in an extremely bizarre manner.

“Crack crack!”

As the crimson bloodline burned, the green jade stone began to fracture bit by bit. Its interior seemed to fill with ink, turning from crystal clear to a murky dark green.

“Who is it?!”

Just as Henry Ward was about to kill Blake Turner on the spot, she suddenly let out a ghostly, vicious shriek. The drop of crimson turtle bloodworm essence she had placed in her middle dantian’s mysterious gate also inexplicably ignited.

As it burned, that drop of essence felt like a sharp sword, stabbing at her mysterious gate as if to tear it apart.

For cultivators, the lower dantian (Yellow Court) gathers the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, condensing and refining it so that, once purified, it can flow throughout the body.

The so-called mysterious gate is the middle dantian, which stores vital energy and blood, heals injuries, and tempers the flesh, muscles, and bones—a treasure trove that can directly connect to the heart.

The upper dantian is where the three souls reside, the gathering place of spiritual consciousness.

The lower dantian gathers spiritual energy, the middle dantian nurtures vital energy and life force, and the upper dantian is the root of soul and consciousness.

Any of the three dantians, if severely damaged, would cause unbearable suffering and agony.

With her middle dantian’s mysterious gate struck by that drop of essence, Henry Ward’s vital energy was thrown into chaos. The stabbing pain forced her to spit out a mouthful of fresh blood.

“Twist!”

Henry Ward stamped her foot and formed a hand seal. The dozens of silver-white venomous pythons, including the one coiled around Blake Turner’s neck, transformed into streams of cold, ghostly lightning and instantly flew into her own middle dantian.

“Crackle!”

The silver-white venomous pythons, now shrunk a thousandfold, darted about inside her middle dantian, finally strangling and destroying the mutated drop of essence.

“That crimson turtle bloodworm was attached to Cameron Brooks’s brow by you!” Henry Ward’s eyes were as cold as a ghost’s as she glared at the nearly dead Blake Turner, saying, “Is there anyone else powerful in the Yu family you haven’t reported to me? Not only was my spell broken, but the other party even managed to injure me through backlash!”

“Impossible! The Yu family—there’s absolutely no such person in the Yu family!” Blake Turner said resolutely. “If the Yu family really had such a person, how could they have let me run wild?”

“Then do you think the blood at the corner of my mouth is self-inflicted?” Henry Ward took—

“Don’t dare.”

“Get back! Find out for me—besides that Gavin Foster, has anyone else arrived at the Yu family recently? Also, investigate if there’s any strange figure lurking in the shadows of the Yu family!”

After taking the medicine, Henry Ward’s complexion became a bit rosier.

Blake Turner scrambled away, fleeing the cave in a panic, soon disappearing without a trace.

He was terrified that Henry Ward, in her rage, would vent her anger on him again.

“The Yu family…”

Henry Ward gazed toward the direction of Dark Moon City, her mood gloomy. “Such a small Yu family—could they really be hiding someone formidable? Why did that person from the Lin family insist on honoring the marriage contract against all opposition? Someone who can break my spell and even injure me is definitely not ordinary!”

……

Yu family, north of the city.

A layer of black, sticky substance had been smeared on Cameron Brooks’s brow. Gavin Foster wrinkled his nose at the pungent stench, his expression odd.

Beside him, Ethan Brooks held a white porcelain bowl, which contained the so-called spiritual medicine he had casually concocted in front of Gavin Foster to treat the crimson turtle bloodworm.

This so-called spiritual medicine was just a mixture of twelve poisonous herbs Ethan Brooks had asked him to collect, combined with the corpses of centipedes, scorpions, and green bamboo snakes, mashed together into a sticky, foul-smelling paste.

The black, glue-like “spiritual medicine” was applied to Cameron Brooks’s brow, firmly covering the crimson bloodline. Miraculously, Cameron Brooks’s high fever subsided.

Gavin Foster couldn’t see that, beneath the black paste on Cameron Brooks’s brow, under the skin, the hair-thin crimson turtle bloodworm was being burned by dark, ghostly flames.

During the burning, the fragmented memories of Cameron Brooks’s earth soul that had gathered in the bloodworm were scattered and returned to Cameron Brooks’s mind.

Gavin Foster didn’t know that, far outside Dark Moon City, the cold Yin Sect’s Henry Ward, who had secretly cast the spell, was simultaneously severely injured.

“It’s almost done.”