I have Sharingan in another world

Seeing Yang Jingshan leave, Fang Da and the others breathed a sigh of relief, but they didn't dare to mess with the Gathering Spirit Star Plate anymore. They left, full of anger and looking disheveled.

Mo Wuwei and Jun Xie also arrived and joined Zhou Shu and his group. Upon seeing Yang Zilong, Jun Xie asked, "Brother Zhou, who is this?"

Yang Zilong, dragging his injured leg, introduced himself: "Hello, I am Yang Zilong!"

When Zhou Shu saw that Yang Zilong was walking with a limp, he told him to lie down on the ground and used his palm magic to heal his wounds.

Yang Zilong was astonished to see the direct wound healing at a speed visible to the naked eye: "Brother Zhou, could it be that you are also a top-grade physician?"

Zhou Shu shook his head: "No!"

Yang Zilong gave him a look that said, "Don't pretend with me, big brother. Hey? Are you guys going back to Luoshen Academy now?"

Zhou Shu nodded: "We've gained quite a bit from this trip to the ancient ruins. We're going straight back now."

Yang Zilong smiled broadly and said, "Can I go to Luoshen Academy with you?"

Upon hearing Yang Zilong's words, Zhou Shu immediately pictured Yang Jingshan's murderous aura: "No, no... If your father knew I took you away, he'd kill me!"

Seeing Zhou Shu's direct refusal, Yang Zilong pleaded, "Brother, please have mercy and save my life! This time I disobeyed his orders and trespassed into the ancient ruins. If I go back to the General's Mansion, I'll be lucky to escape with my life, and I'll have to face that woman again as soon as I get back..."

Zhou Shu picked his nose: "Your dad won't kill you, what are you afraid of!"

"My dad won't do anything to me, but my fiancée really doesn't know her own strength... Brother, you can't be so cruel!"

"Fiancée? How old are you to have a fiancée...?"

Upon hearing Zhou Shu mention his fiancée, Yang Zilong's face immediately turned bitter: "Brother, you don't know... My fiancée is the eldest princess of the Great Yang Dynasty, and our marriage was bestowed upon us by the Great Yang Emperor. My father has hardly ever hit me in my entire life, but ever since I met this crazy woman, I've been beaten every single day! Just a year ago, I almost got killed by that crazy woman simply for taking her younger brother to Chunhong Garden!"

As Yang Zilong spoke, he lifted his shirt, revealing a huge scar that stretched from his right rib to his left lower abdomen, a shocking sight.

Zhou Shu gasped in shock, not because Yang Zilong's fiancée had been so ruthless in beating him up, but because he was utterly dumbfounded by Yang Zilong's stupidity.

Emperor Dayang of the Dayang Dynasty has only one son and one daughter. The current princess is his fiancée. Yet, Yang Zilong actually took his brother-in-law to a brothel. More importantly, his brother-in-law will inevitably become the future ruler of the Dayang Dynasty. How could a future emperor go to a place of such disreputable disreputable places as Chunhongyuan?

"Brother, I really don't dare to go back now!" Yang Zilong said with a mournful face, "That woman is already at the peak of the third rank. She said that if I don't reach the third rank within a month, she'll skin me alive!"

Zhou Shu patted Yang Zilong on the shoulder and comforted him, "With your talent, breaking through to the third rank within a month shouldn't be too difficult, right?"

Zhou Shu wasn't just trying to comfort Yang Zilong. His Yang Jingshan was already a half-step second-rank at the age of nineteen, which meant that his bloodline talent was definitely not weak.

Upon hearing this, Yang Zilong sighed, "Brother, it's not that I don't want to cultivate, but the main problem is that whenever I start cultivating by circulating the technique, my meridians become incredibly itchy. Forcing myself to cultivate not only doesn't increase my cultivation level, but it also shows signs of regression."

Zhou Shu frowned. He had never heard of such a situation before. Jun Xie said thoughtfully, "Do you still feel swelling in your meridians when you absorb spiritual energy?"

"How did you know?" Yang Zilong's eyes widened.

Zhou Shu introduced, "This is Jun Xie, the young sect leader of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect. He is not only a poison master but also a physician."

"My father found a top-tier three-star doctor to examine my health before the Lunar New Year. The old man said there was nothing seriously wrong with my body, just a little dampness and toxins. He prescribed two medicines for me, but instead of improving, my condition has worsened. After that, my father was busy with military affairs, and I was too playful to pay attention to these things!"

"Then that's it!" Jun Xie frowned. "Young Master Yang, you may have been poisoned!"

"what?"

Everyone was shocked. Who would dare to poison Yang Jingshan's only son?

Jun Xie frowned: "I once saw a type of poisoning in the [Ten Thousand Poisons Scripture] that was exactly the same as Young Master Yang's poisoning symptoms. This poison is called [Blood Mixing Powder]. This poison is colorless and odorless, and after being poisoned, one is no different from an ordinary person."

But the toxins will directly enter your bloodstream, and over time they will completely strip you of your bloodline power!

Yang Zilong turned pale with fright: "Then...is there a way to treat this?"

Jun Xie looked at Zhou Shu: "This..."

"Yang Zilong, the matter of someone poisoning you is of great importance. You should still talk to your father about it!"

Yang Zilong was not one to procrastinate, and upon hearing Zhou Shu's words, he nodded and said, "Yes! Let's go to the general's camp first."

……

Inside the general's tent.

After Yang Zilong finished speaking, Yang Jingshan glared at him and said, "Who has the audacity to poison my son!"

At this moment, Yang Jingshan was truly enraged. By stripping away the power of his bloodline, the next generation would naturally have no chance to awaken their bloodline.

This is an attempt to completely sever the Yang family's lineage.

Who could be so vicious!

Yang Jingshan's mind flashed through the names of his enemies, then he sighed. The most important thing right now was to get rid of the poison in Yang Zilong's body.

"Young Master Jun, is there any way to cure the poison in my son's body?"

When General Longwu asked the same question, Jun Xie, his forehead covered in sweat, stammered, "Well... yes, I do..."

Hearing that there was hope, Yang Jingshan did not relax his furrowed brows: "Young Master Jun, please speak freely. I am acquainted with the sect leader of the Poison King Sect."

"There is no antidote for the mixed-blood powder. If you want to completely detoxify, you can only have a blood transfusion or ask a top-level physician to force the toxins out completely!"

hiss……

Ye Muling and Huangfu Chen both gasped. Blood transfusion meant giving up their existing bloodline abilities, but placing their hopes on a top-tier physician was even more hopeless.

In the Spirit Pattern Continent, even five-star superior physicians are few and far between, let alone heavenly physicians who can bring the dead back to life and heal flesh and bones.