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In the Pangu Hall, on a jade bamboo rocking chair.

Lin Xuan was lounging comfortably, holding a five-needle pine cone in his hand, ready to pop it into his mouth as a snack.

Just then, he keenly sensed a faint yet extremely nauseatingly cold aura drifting through the air.

This aura carried a strong causal curse. Although it had been filtered down to a tiny bit of residue by the [Great Dao-level Qi Control Talisman], Lin Xuan could still smell the unique stench of the old bald monk Zhunti from eight hundred miles away.

"Ha, that old bastard really never learns his lesson."

Lin Xuan grinned, revealing a cruel yet extremely shrewish sneer.

He knows it perfectly well.

This must be some underhanded curse trick that Zhunti is pulling behind the scenes again.

However, this time Lin Xuan had no interest in even making a move.

To deal with this kind of incorrigible scoundrel, you have to respond in a more humiliating and inhumane way!

Lin Xuan turned his head and looked at the distance.

In the cradle, the little girl Lin Yin, who possesses the innate Pure Water Compassionate Body, sat obediently, her big, clear eyes wide open, curiously nibbling on her little fingers.

A wicked idea instantly popped into Lin Xuan's mind.

He strode over, picked up the exquisitely beautiful Lin Yin, and affectionately brushed her chubby little nose.

"Honey, do you want to play a fun game?"

Lin Yin was held in her father's arms, feeling that familiar and reassuring masculine aura. She giggled and happily blew out a small, crystal-clear bubble that exuded a rich aura of the Three Lights Divine Water.

"Okay! We'll use this one!"

Lin Xuan looked at the saliva bubble floating in mid-air, his smile growing increasingly cruel.

He extended a finger, and at its tip, perfected spatial laws and powerful pure yang energy instantly condensed.

Lin Xuan compressed the fist-sized bubble with extreme precision! And compressed it even more!

The originally harmless blisters were forcibly compressed into high-density liquid spheres the size of a fingernail, gleaming with a dangerous light!

The purifying power contained within this liquid sphere was terrifyingly concentrated.

"You old bald monk, Zhunti, don't you like playing with karmic curses? Today I'll show you what 'physical reverse purification' really means!"

Lin Xuan gave a sneer arrogantly.

His bright black eyes suddenly narrowed, instantly locking onto the causal coordinates fed back by the [Great Dao-level Qi Control Talisman].

He stretched out his finger and casually flicked it forward at the extremely compressed saliva bubble!

"Whoosh—!"

That highly concentrated purified water sphere, following that invisible and intangible causal line, tore through the void in an extremely tyrannical and unreasonable way, and was teleported in reverse!

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Mount Sumeru, in a dilapidated secret chamber.

Zhunti sat cross-legged on the ground, staring at the rising incense smoke in front of him with a ferocious expression, imagining a scene of bloodshed within the Shang Dynasty.

Just when he was laughing his head off.

Suddenly, without warning, a tiny crack appeared in the void before him.

A crystal-clear water droplet, the size of a fingernail, slipped out from the crack and hovered precisely in front of his nose.

"What the hell?"

Zhunti was stunned for a moment, not yet able to react.

The water droplet exploded with a loud "boom"!

There was no earth-shattering roar, nor any destructive energy.

However, a pungent, head-pungent, high-concentration "purified mustard water" mist instantly covered Zhunti's face!

"ah--!"

Zhunti immediately let out a shrill scream that sounded inhuman.

The feeling was like someone simultaneously stabbing ten thousand red-hot steel needles into his eyes, nose, and throat!

The intense spiciness and burning sensation caused his tears and snot to flow uncontrollably.

His half-grown eyebrow, painstakingly grown with the help of the saint's essence, couldn't even withstand the corrosive power of this terrifying purification for a second, instantly turning into a clump of black ash that drifted into the air.

"My eyes! My face!"

Zhunti screamed and rolled wildly on the ground, scratching his face haphazardly with both hands, wishing he could tear his entire face off.

The incense array in front of him collapsed instantly because it lost the support of its master's magic power, and the black incense broke in two with a "snap".

Zhunti lay on the ground, looking through his eyes, which were blurred by the spiciness, at his reflection in the water mirror—his face was red, swollen, oozing pus, and looked even worse than a pig's head.

His heart was filled with endless humiliation and despair.

What kind of weird and twisted stuff is this?!

It's not very powerful, but it's incredibly insulting!

"Lin Xuan! I'm not finished with you!"

Before the water mirror, Zhunti let out a weak and humiliating roar.

He swore that he would never again play with that bullshit karma curse in his life!

The backlash from this thing is fucking painful!