Negative Energy Transfer: System Domination

Chapter 6

At this moment, Zhang Lin looked confused.

"Why do I feel like something important has been taken away from me?"

Then he didn't take it seriously and continued to study Zhang Cheng's body.

"Fellow Daoist, can you tell what kind of poison my nephew has?"

Zhang Lin stared at the old man in front of him anxiously.

After the Zhang family learned that their younger generation had been murdered, they immediately found an alchemist in the late foundation building stage to investigate.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang, I see this boy's Dantian is shattered and his meridians are severed. He must have been poisoned."

Zhang Lin's eyes lit up and he asked hurriedly:

"Fellow Daoist Zhao, what kind of poison is this?"

This alchemist is amazing. He can tell what kind of poison someone has at a glance.

Master Zhao Dan slowly said:

"This is a poison called Broken Veins Powder. This poison can be used by Qi Refining cultivators. It is colorless and odorless. When a cultivator absorbs spiritual energy, the poison enters the tendons and veins, causing damage."

"This boy is so vicious."

"Oh? Fellow Daoist Zhang, do you know who did this?"

"To be honest with Master Zhao Dan, this person should be the errand disciple Han Changkong."

"Can a menial disciple harm Zhang Cheng?"

Zhang Lin sighed.

"Han Changkong has a master behind him, and I almost got caught last time."

Master Zhao Dan then asked and nodded:

"I was wondering why Fellow Daoist Zhang was suffering from a loss of Qi and blood. Turns out he was injured."

Zhang Lin was stunned?

"Friend Zhao, those were just minor injuries, and I recovered after taking the elixir last night, right?"

Then he seemed to think of something and said:

"But I suddenly felt a little unwell just now."

"Do you feel like you've lost your true essence?"

Zhang Lin was startled and investigated carefully, and was shocked by the result.

"Why did my essence disappear?"

Master Zhao Dan also had a serious expression on his face.

Could it be that Zhang Lin was also poisoned? Or was it that senior who took action?

That shouldn't be the case. Although the origin has been damaged, the impact is not significant. At most, you will live three to five years less.

If a monk's life is shortened by three to five years, that can be ignored.

Moreover, Zhang Lin is only fifty years old but he is already a foundation-building cultivator, and he will definitely form a golden elixir in his lifetime.

"Master Zhao Dan, please help me check my body."

Zhang Lin was panicked, completely panicked.

Master Zhao Dan didn't waste any time and started checking directly.

As a result, Zhang Lin's body was extremely healthy, except that he was lacking a little bit of essence.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang, you must have been troubled by too many things recently."

Zhang Lin knew that Master Zhao Dan was very knowledgeable in alchemy and treating injuries.

Since he said he was fine, I was probably just overthinking it.

"Because of this Zhang Cheng incident recently, I've been distracted from my work."

"Fellow Daoist Zhang, just rest for a few days. I have a tranquilizing pill here. You can take it while you meditate at night."

Zhang Lin took the pill and carefully put it into his storage bag.

"How will you resolve this Zhang Cheng issue, fellow Daoist? The Zhang family's Patriarch sent me here to assess the sect's approach to handling matters."

Hearing what Master Zhao Dan said, Zhang Lin spoke awkwardly:

"The sect said this was unfounded and couldn't prove that Han Changkong was responsible. They also said that when Zhang Cheng was poisoned, Han Changkong was still a mortal and had no cultivation at all."

"No cultivation?"

Master Zhao Dan asked in surprise.

This Meridian-Severing Powder requires spiritual power to be used, and spiritual power is used to disperse the poison into the air.

But now it is said that Han Changkong had no cultivation at that time, so this matter is strange.

Zhang Lin suddenly thought of something and quickly spoke:

"Oh, by the way, there was another disciple from the Menial Services Department, also at the fourth level of Qi Refining, named Song Baogen. He was also poisoned and eventually died."

Then Zhang Lin recounted the conflict between him and Han Changkong.

That's all we know at the moment.

Because he was concerned about the experts behind Han Changkong, he did not dare to investigate openly.

Upon hearing this, Master Zhao Dan said:

"Then I'll stay with you for a few days. If there's no result, I'll go back. I'm afraid the Zhang family's head will have to come here in person."

Afterwards, Master Zhao Dan stayed in Zhang Lin's cave.

Zhang Lin must be very happy at this moment. He has been feeling unusually heavy recently, but Master Zhao Dan said that he was fine.

Until it gets dark.

Zhang Lin stared at Master Zhao Dan who was meditating opposite him with a look of horror.

"Friend Zhao, my essence is starting to decrease again."

Master Zhao Dan immediately stepped forward and began to inspect.

"What's going on? This shouldn't be happening. Why is the source slowly disappearing?"

"Master Alchemist, am I beyond help?"

Zhang Lin's hopes at this time all rested on Master Zhao Dan.

Didn’t you see that even the name has changed?

"Don't worry, let me take a look first."

Then Master Zhao Dan began to set up the formation to find out the direction where the origin was lost.

Half an hour later, the formation was completed.

A trace of origin floated out from the body.

But it dissipated directly into the air and did not run out of the formation.

Master Zhao Dan was also numb at this time.

This is something I have never heard of or seen before.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang, I have no other options. I may need to find your master or the head of the Zhang family to come over."

He really has tried his best. This origin is something that is connected to the rules of the Tao. It is impossible to understand it without reaching the level of a spirit.

I am just a small person in the late stage of foundation building.

It's like, I'm a surgeon, and you want me to perform a heart stent surgery on you?

Zhang Lin did not dare to delay at this time and quickly sent a sound transmission note to his master in the Dao Sect.

"Master, help me."

Within a short time, an old man in the late Jindan stage came to the cave in a hurry.

This person is none other than Qian Changhong, the outer sect elder of the Wending Sect.

Qian Changhong is specifically responsible for teaching outer disciples skills and spells.

Zhang Lin is in the foundation-building stage, is the deacon of the outer sect, and is also Qian Changhong's direct disciple.

"Xiaolin, what's wrong with you?"

Then he saw that the essence of his beloved disciple was dissipating.

The whole person was stunned. What kind of evil magic was this?

I quickly cast a set of spells, hoping to slow down the loss.

The result can be imagined.

It's of no use.

"How can this power be so terrifying?"

Master Zhao Dan beside him spoke:

"Senior, there's absolutely no trace of where this source disappeared."

Qian Changhong still didn't believe it and tried all kinds of methods.

Then he said:

"I will go find the inner sect elders."

After saying that, he flew away into the air.

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At this time, the errand disciple was here.

At this time, Han Changkong was practicing while staring at Zhang Lin's energy bar.

I discovered that a whole day had passed before I realized that the energy bar had decreased.

There is absolutely no sign of recovery.

But when I think about it, I feel relieved.

It’s not so easy to recover this lost lifespan.

Unless you use pills to prolong your life?

The key is that looking at the speed at which the energy bar decreases every day, Zhang Lin will die of old age after practicing for a maximum of fifteen days.

The life span for building the foundation is three hundred years, and for the golden elixir it is eight hundred years.

However, at this moment, there were spiritual fluctuations outside the door scanning towards him.

Han Changkong was stunned?

This is at least a cultivator who has reached the Divine Transformation stage.

So I quickly exited the cultivation state.

There was a beautiful woman outside the door.

He was also stunned when he saw Han Changkong.

"Senior Brother Han."

The person who came was Shangguan Xue, the eldest senior sister of Wendanfeng from the Wendao Sect.

Han Changkong was also stunned when he heard this name.

Quickly said:

"Senior Shangguan, I am only a menial disciple now, and I dare not accept the title of Senior Brother."

Unexpectedly, Shangguan Xue spoke directly:

"Brother Han, you saved my life. You will always be my brother."

"Senior, that was hundreds of years ago. Now I am just a piece of trash and I am not qualified to be your senior brother."

"Who said that? Aren't you already able to practice now? And I believe that with your talent, it's only a matter of time before you catch up."

"Then let's wait until we catch up. By the way, what brings you here, Senior Shangguan?"

After hearing this, Shangguan Xue finally reacted.

"Brother, do you know Zhang Lin?"

"Yes, he did. He even gave me trouble."

"They say you poisoned him."

Han Changkong's face darkened.

"Senior Shangguan, you need evidence for what you say. I'm a Qi Refining Level 2 cultivator, and I poisoned a Foundation Establishment cultivator? Do you believe it?"

"Brother, I definitely don't believe it. Even if you poisoned me, I will say it wasn't you."

Oh shit, is this what you mean?

Is this what I mean?

The main reason is that Han Changkong used to be the sect’s number one prodigy.

There are too many means.

If it was someone else who was refining Qi and poisoning someone who was building his foundation.

Even if you beat him to death, Shangguan Xue wouldn't believe it.

But this happened to Han Changkong.

Everything felt reasonable.

And the most incredible thing is that Han Changkong's dantian veins have recovered.

"Oh, Senior Brother Han, what's the big deal about killing this little Foundation Establishment cultivator?"

Then the two of them began to pull back and forth.