A bizarre resurgence begins with a pact made by a weasel.

Xie Qing used the Sun-Slaying Dew to firmly bind Xie Cheng.

The plump, soft flesh, tightly bound by ropes, seemed about to overflow.

Especially her bulging chest, which almost seemed to burst out of her neckline.

"This is a medical dispute."

"Is this how you treat doctors who are dedicated to saving lives?"

Xie Cheng sat on the floor with his legs together, his hands tied behind his back.

"I'm worried you're trying to murder me for money."

Xie Qing looked at the still-spinning pottery jar and said warily:

"And this is not something a regular doctor should have."

"······"

"Doctor, I advise you to tell the truth."

Xie Qing pulled the scalpel from Xie Cheng's thigh, its sharp blade gently rubbing against the groove:

"You wouldn't want to collapse on a hospital bed in your own clinic, would you?"

"That's a cautery pot."

"What is it used for?"

"To heal the sick and save lives."

呲!

The sharp blade pierced Xie Cheng's arm, and blood stained his white coat.

Clench tightly,

The rope climbed up the woman's slender neck and tightened little by little.

You're lying.

"This place harbors ferocious beasts."

Hunger emanated from Jia's face.

It was eyeing what was inside the pottery jar.

Even though she was nearly suffocating and her cheeks were flushed, Xie Cheng remained silent and cold.

Since that's the case, let's give it a try.

Xie Qing took the form out of Xie Cheng's pocket and manipulated Jie Ri Lu to lift Xie Cheng's arm, making him fill in his illness and name on the form.

Anyway, judging from the doctor's previous actions, the authenticity of the information is not important, nor is the authenticity of the name; what matters is the signature step.

"No!!"

Xie Cheng instantly understood what Xie Qing was going to do, and she was moved to say:

"Stop, stop!!"

dream.

Xie Qing hung her upside down.

The more the enemy fears something, the more you should do it.

He picked up the slip of paper and was about to stuff it into the jar when the jar, which had been spinning wildly, suddenly stopped. The man's face stopped smiling and instead stared greedily at the slip of paper in Xie Qing's hand.

"Activate [Zen Ointment Master]?"

"This is!"

The earthenware jar swayed as it approached, sending out another thought.

Xie Qing instantly understood the origin of this secret treasure.

【Ding】

[A secret treasure has been detected - the Gaohuang Jar]

[Treasure Level - E]

[Special Skill: Spirit Summoning E]

[Ancient burial vessels can collect the essence of living beings, cultivating a spirit within them. This spirit is formed from the essence of disease and injury, possessing the power to cause illness and death.]

If the two types of spirit essences are placed together, the winner will devour the loser to strengthen itself and, to some extent, influence the master of the aura.

If the spirit of the holder of the urn is placed inside, the Zen Master mode will be activated, and the next holder of the urn will be chosen based on the spirit of the victor.

Xie Qing suddenly realized.

No wonder the doctor was in such a hurry; it turns out it involved ownership.

Two conditions are required for cultivating the spirit in this urn.

First, there is the pain.

Second is the breath.

The signature left on that form was used to collect aura.

The stronger the physique and power of the signer, the stronger the aura they can collect, and the stronger the constitution of the spirit they cultivate will be.

The pain, however, originates from the patient.

While signing the contract, the Gaohuang urn also absorbs the power of the patient's pain on the contract. It will imbue the spirit of the Gaohuang with this pain, giving it the ability to cause disease.

That is,

The signer determines the spirit's health bar, while the patient determines the spirit's mana bar or skills.

The two can be the same person or different people.

"Looks like I won."

"No!"

Xie Cheng scolded,

"Xie Qing, stop!!"

"You know me!?"

Xie Qing frowned slightly.

Xie Cheng explained with a cold face:

"Who else could it be but Huang Jue's contractor who knows Su Mo and rescued the weasel?"

"You are Xie Cheng!" Xie Qing immediately recalled the information about his other four older brothers and sisters.

Xie Lan gave birth to five children, but did not raise them uniformly. Instead, she sent them back to their maternal clans to be raised after they turned seven. The original owner of this body suffered the most, being sent directly to the countryside to be looked after by two old women.

The third sister, Xie Cheng, came from a renowned family of doctors in Donghai County, so it's understandable that she became a doctor.

"Yes, I am Xie Cheng!"

"Put me down now and hand over the 'incurable vessel,' and I'll give you money, as much as you want!"

The Blade Vase was far too important to her; if the [Zen Blade Master] succeeded in the challenge, she dared not imagine the consequences for herself.

"Besides, you were delivered by my maternal grandmother, so our two families have a close relationship!"

unfortunately,

This attempt to get closer to Xie Qing not only failed to soften his heart, but instead made him more wary.

Where is your contractor?

He looked around.

The stark white inpatient ward was eerily quiet.

Only the reflection of the two figures could be seen in the vessel.

"I didn't sign a contract," Xie Cheng gasped. "I can't bear to kill the servant who raised me from childhood."

That phrase sounds familiar to them...

I also calculated it that way, no, I also thought that way.

Xie Qing fed the prescription to Gaohuangweng without hesitation.

whee!

The smile on his face revealed three crescent moons.

"Xie Qing!!!!"

Under Xie Cheng's incredulous gaze, the pottery urn began to spin again.

Glug glug!

Glug glug!

After spinning for a long time, it suddenly stopped.

follow closely,

A rustling sound came from inside the earthenware jar.

It looks like there are worms wriggling inside.

"They successfully conceived."

Xie Qing's eyes widened.

He couldn't help but lean closer to the earthenware jar and listen quietly.

creak creak!

creak creak!

"This is exploration."

Xie Qing muttered to himself.

It seems the spirits don't want to fight each other.

Therefore,

The insects' legs kept tapping against the walls of the urn, their sharp foretatarses scraping against the rough surface, trying to find a way to survive.

Unfortunately, there is no such road.

then,

Buzz!

Click, click!

This is the sound of wings vibrating, and also the sound of mouthparts opening and closing.

"They are preparing for a final battle."

Xie Cheng's anger transformed into fear at this moment, not fear of the impending loss of the treasure, but unease about Xie Qing's current demeanor.

She still remembers how she looked when she took over the urn containing the incurable disease; it was a mixture of fear and excitement, not this almost admiring attitude.

That not only represents extreme self-confidence, but also a strong desire to explore the unknown and the bizarre; it's the look one has when eyeing prey.

"With this kind of mentality, is he still the same good-for-nothing he was as a child?"

Not only that,

Even the expression on Gaohuangweng's face changed, revealing a look of pain mixed with panic that she had never seen before.

However, Xie Cheng misunderstood this point.

What truly tormented the urn was the armored face pressed tightly against its wall; the ever-present, drooling desire emanating from it made the urn feel as if it might be swallowed up at any moment.

Next second,

Tear!

The battle has begun!!

The two spirits inside the earthenware jar finally began to fight each other, having no other way out.

The chirping of insects grew more intense, accompanied by the vibration of the earthenware jar. Suddenly, Xie Qing felt a sharp pain in his arm.

That felt like being pierced by a blade.

"The damage suffered by the spirit will be reflected back to the host!"

"This is what you need to do!"

Xie Qing coldly looked at Xie Cheng, her murderous expression finally causing the usually composed doctor to scream:

"No, the effect of the ointment on the host is limited by distance. Beyond three hundred meters, this effect becomes negligible..."

"Ugh!!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xie Cheng suddenly let out a muffled groan.

This was Xie Qing's ointment launching an attack.

The pain emanating from the weasel mother and her child was several times more intense than being pierced by a knife.

Xie Cheng tried his best to endure the pain.

But as Xie Qinggaoling began to gain the upper hand, the painful groans finally became a continuous stream instead of being intermittent.

"No!!"

Amid screams,

The flush on her face deepened, and her legs began to tremble violently.

In the end, saliva, tears, snot, and other strange fluids gushed down, and the trembling body seemed to be splashing the fluids everywhere like a showerhead.

Xie Qing dodged to the side, looked at the disheveled woman, and said sneer:

"How ugly! Its stamina is even worse than a weasel's."

After about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the vibrations of the earthenware jar gradually diminished, and the chirping of the insects inside became monotonous, until finally only the triumphant cry of the victor remained.

【Ding】

You have obtained the rare item - the Veil of Deadly Poison E.

[The ointment has been successfully conceived; please name it.]

A pair of slender tentacles emerged from the mouth of the human face.

Next are the tiny, hair-like insect legs.

"Let's call it the Life-Bearing Butterfly."

Bearing the lives of all living beings, they start the dance of epidemics.

Butterflies with colorful wings danced around Xie Qing.

【Ding】

Congratulations on obtaining the Spirit Orb - Life-Bearing Butterfly!

[Level F+]

The scales that fall with each swing inflict pain on enemies as if stabbed by knives. A single bite will send the victim into a state worse than death.

Xie Qing looked at Xie Cheng, who was hanging there. The woman's eyes had rolled back, and she had fainted.