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When Rong Yu saw Chu Ziyu's scars, the throbbing in his heart was suppressed, and his brows slightly furrowed. He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, and then took a few bottles of refined liquid medicine and powder from the wooden table next to him. These were specially formulated by Liu Rufeng, and it was said that they could penetrate the skin, reach the meridians, and help dispel toxins in the body.

"Zi Yu, this is a specially made liquid medicine and loose powder, you can apply it yourself." Rong Yu's voice was gentle.

Chu Ziyu nodded and quickly applied the cream wherever he could. There was a scar on his back that ran from the shoulder blade to the side of his waist. Chu Ziyu tried to reach it, but his arms were limited and he couldn't reach it completely.

Rong Yu walked lightly behind Chu Ziyu, took the liquid medicine and loose powder, and carefully began to apply them on the scar.

"Don't move, I'll help you." Rong Yu's voice was low and calm, trying to make the atmosphere less awkward.

Chu Ziyu obeyed his master's words and remained in his position. He could feel the warmth of Rong Yu's palm passing through the liquid medicine to his skin, and the touch was both warm and reassuring. He closed his eyes, relaxed himself, and trusted his master to handle it.

Rong Yu was extremely cautious in every move he made. His fingertips gently slid across Chu Ziyu's wounds to ensure that the medicine was evenly covered on the wounds. He could feel his apprentice's body trembling slightly because of his touch, which made him even more cautious.

After all the drugs were applied, Rong Yu began to use his internal energy to force out the poison. The two of them sat cross-legged, Rong Yu's palms on Chu Ziyu's back. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and began to concentrate on mobilizing the true energy in his body. As his breathing became deeper and deeper, the true energy in his body began to flow, slowly transferring from his palms to Chu Ziyu's body.

Chu Ziyu first felt a cool breath seeping into his back from the palm of his master, and he did not feel any discomfort. But when Rong Yu's true qi gradually penetrated into Chu Ziyu's body and began to fight fiercely with the toxin, Chu Ziyu felt a burst of severe pain. The process of the toxin being forced out of the body was like countless needles piercing his meridians, and every flow of true qi was accompanied by pain.

Chu Ziyu clenched his teeth, the veins on his forehead were faintly visible, and his forehead was covered with tiny beads of sweat, which gathered into a stream and slid down his cheeks. His face turned pale due to the severe pain, and his lips were bitten by his teeth, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth. He held the hem of his clothes tightly, trying his best not to make any sound, not wanting to distract his master.

Rong Yu felt Chu Ziyu's body tense and trembling slightly, and also noticed that his breathing became rapid and irregular. He knew how painful this process was for Chu Ziyu. But this was inevitable in the process of forcing the poison out. Only by enduring this pain can the toxins in the body be completely removed.

"Be patient, it will be all right soon." There was a soothing power in Rong Yu's voice. His palm power was gentle yet firm, helping Chu Ziyu resist the severe pain in his body.

Chu Ziyu nodded. Although the pain was so severe that he could hardly think, he still tried his best to follow the guidance of his master and circulate his Qi to assist in the process of forcing out the poison.

After a long and difficult night, when the last trace of snake venom was expelled from Chu Ziyu's body by Rong Yu's internal force, Chu Ziyu's meridians gradually regained their smoothness, and his complexion also began to slowly return to normal. Although still a little pale, the painful expression finally began to ease, replaced by a kind of relieved calm.

Rong Yu also breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing his disciple finally relax, the worry in his heart also dissipated.

Rong Yu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then chanted the Dust Purification Spell for him. Chu Ziyu's body became refreshed again. Rong Yu helped him lie down and covered him with a brocade quilt.

He transmitted spiritual energy continuously all night long. Although the spiritual energy of the Mahayana period was as vast as the ocean, for some reason Rong Yu would feel uncomfortable after transmitting spiritual energy all night long.

His brows were slightly furrowed. This discomfort did not come from the consumption of spiritual energy, but from the depths of his soul.

For some unknown reason, after a period of seclusion, Rong Yu felt as if his soul was torn apart and became 30% weaker. However, he had no memory of this and he did not choose to make it public so as to affect the sect. He wanted to find out the reason but had no clue.

Suddenly, a bloody scene flashed before Rong Yu's eyes, and all the sect disciples fell under his sword. Then they disappeared in a flash.

Rong Yu looked calm, because this situation was not the first time, he had not found the reason yet, so he could only investigate slowly. Rong Yu came back to his senses and said to Chu Ziyu.

"Zi Yu, the snake venom has been eliminated. You should have a good rest. Master will come to see you tomorrow."

Chu Ziyu noticed his abnormality, but did not ask. Instead, he listened to Rong Yu, closed his eyes, and lay on the bed to rest.

After Rong Yu left, Chu Ziyu opened his eyes, revealing a subtle hint of deep thought. Then, he whispered, "6872, scan Rong Yu's body data."

"Boss, Rong Yu's soul is damaged by more than 30%, and his soul is torn apart."

A hint of understanding flashed in Chu Ziyu's eyes, "Where is the 30% of his soul?"

"There are signs of Rong Yu's soul fluctuations in the back mountain of the sect, but the seal is extremely complex and very hidden. If it weren't for the system search, even the unconscious exploration of the sealer himself would be difficult to detect. There seems to be something in the soul, but the distance is too far, and the system cannot explore in detail."

When Chu Ziyu first came to the small world, he was deeply puzzled. How could Rong Yu, as the master of the original owner, turn a blind eye to the original owner's possession of his body? Unless he himself was abnormal and could not take care of himself. And even if the original owner had an affair with the demons, Rong Yu, who was the ceiling of combat power, was so easily murdered and the sect was destroyed, it was too much of a joke.

But now he discovered something unusual. The original owner's soul might have been affected by an unknown factor. Those so-called wishes might not come from his heart, but were wishes caused by being deceived.

At this time, the main system's voice suddenly sounded: "Congratulations to the tasker Chu Ziyu, you have unlocked the hidden task line. The task is being updated."

Chu Ziyu opened the task panel and found an additional main task: Stop Rong Yu from slaughtering the sect. The tasks of clearing the original owner and reducing Rong Yu's resentment value remained unchanged. However, the column for the original owner's wish was a mess of garbled characters that could not be recognized.

This series of changes made Chu Ziyu's guess about the matter more certain, but he still had one thing that needed to be confirmed. If the 30% of the soul really contained what he guessed, then everything would make sense.

Chu Ziyu used 6872 to block out the negative impact on his body and prepared to go to the back mountain to find out what was going on.

As the night deepened and the stars twinkled, Chu Ziyu's figure moved with the night wind, quietly moving towards the depths of the back mountain.