A gift returned ten thousandfold: I am the number one licker in all realms!

When Luo Xing saw the old man come out, he was filled with hope, but at the same time he was a little nervous.

He quickly stepped forward, cupped his hands in a salute, and bowed.

"Senior, excuse me, this is our companion. He has been poisoned by the scorpion beast."

"I wonder if I could stay here for the night, senior?"

"Ideally, this would be the best if it could also help with detoxification."

Of course, this was just Luo Xing's hope, and it was extremely slim. Did he really expect the other party to save his companion? That was simply impossible.

After all, in our blood-soaked world of cultivation, to crave the company of others is simply laughable.

The old man squinted at Luo Xing and the other two, as well as the unconscious Liu Yan, before finally fixing his gaze on Liu Yan's slightly purple arm.

"It really is the venom of the scorpion beast."

“You guys are really bold to dare to trespass into the Tagen Desert and provoke those guys.”

Even elderly parents wouldn't dare to provoke those scorpions easily.

"Truly, a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger."

"You've misunderstood us. We didn't intentionally provoke them; we were just passing through when we were attacked by those monsters."

"Senior, do you have a way to save me? I am willing to offer you medicine."

"Or some other treasure, we just beg you to save our companions."

Nuoxing's eyes were filled with piety, because he had already seen Liu Yan's face turn even paler.

Her life was hanging by a thread; it seemed she wouldn't last much longer. If this dragged on, she would likely perish completely in three or four hours at most, existing within this desert.

The old man snorted and, without saying anything more, walked into the house.

"Come in, come in. It's windy outside. My old bones can't withstand such a strong wind."

Luo Xing nodded, her eyes filled with joy, and quickly pulled Liu Yan into the stone house.

The furnishings inside the room were extremely simple, even rustic. The walls were covered with various runes, and there were some strange jars. Yet, a faint fragrance permeated the air.

The old man slumped into a stone chair and pointed to the bed next to him.

"Let's put her on the bed first. We can talk about saving her later. Let her rest for a while. If she keeps standing, her blood flow will increase, which will also exacerbate the spread of the venom throughout her body."

"Thank you, senior."

Luo Xing quickly placed Liu Yan on the bed and then looked at the old man.

The old man walked to Liu Yan's side. He placed both hands on Liu Yan's pulse, and moved his right hand. Then he used his other hand to pull open Liu Yan's eyelids.

At the same time, I could feel the fluctuations of spiritual energy within his body, as well as the beating of his heart.

Finally, as if sensing something, he couldn't help but frown.

“This kid isn’t very strong. If it were the two of you, you might be able to hold your own, but if it’s him, it will be difficult.”

"If it were before, I might have been able to save them, but alas, what a pity. With my old bones like this now, what can I possibly hope for?"

As the old man spoke, he let out a heavy sigh, seemingly filled with endless sorrow.

Luo Xing seemed to sense the old man's sorrow, and could tell that the old man must have been a powerful figure in the past. Especially the domineering aura emanating from him amidst the plum rains—something that ordinary people or low-level cultivators could never possess. Although the old man's strength didn't seem particularly high at the moment, the sheer intensity of that aura was undeniable.

However, this convinced Lu Xing that the guy's decline in cultivation level must have been due to some kind of circumstance.

"May I ask, senior, are you under some kind of spell?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the senior immediately stood up from his chair.

He stared intently at Luo Xing, his eyes filled with astonishment.

"how do you know?"

He was indeed afflicted with a very troublesome curse, or perhaps some kind of malevolent curse, one that ordinary people couldn't detect. Although the curse wasn't fatal, it tormented him day and night, forcing him to remain in this desert, constantly searching for a way to break the curse.

He has remained in the desert for many years, yet he has never found a way to break the curse that afflicts him, a curse that erodes his life day and night, and seems to be devouring his spiritual power as well.

It was precisely because of that vicious curse that this powerful figure fell from the Venerable Realm all the way down to the Emperor Realm.

What he was most curious about now was how Luo Xing had figured it out. Did this kid possess some rare treasure?

Luo Xing smiled and said.

"Senior, there's no need to worry. I don't have any other methods, but as an alchemist, I can naturally see these things. The fluctuations of spiritual energy around you are clearly abnormal, more like some kind of fire-attribute curse."

"This fire-attribute curse seems to be constantly eroding your heart meridian, as if you are suffering from burning pain day and night."

"May I ask, senior, am I right or wrong?"

The old man was shocked. Yes, that's absolutely right.

That's absolutely right, without a single problem.

Even ordinary pharmacists wouldn't be able to see the fire poison he was afflicted with. It's unbelievable that they could see to this extent, and even see the root of his suffering.

Now, when he saw this young man, he could sense that this young man was extraordinary. He was definitely not one of those ordinary juniors.

"Kid, can you cure my fire poison?"

Luo Xing smiled, but did not agree to it immediately.

"If you trust me, senior, you may let me give it a try. If you really can't solve it, then consider it my rudeness."

The senior sighed softly, showing little expectation for Luo Xing. His own fire poison had slowly ground him from such a high level to his current state; how could a junior possibly manage that?

Now, this senior only hoped that he could alleviate his pain to some extent and temporarily stop him from being ravaged by the fire poison. As for a complete cure, he didn't even want to think about it; it was impossible.

Luo Xing placed three fingers on his veins.

In just a few seconds, Luo Xing realized the source of his problem. The fire poison was already eroding his heart meridian. If it had been any later, it would have taken at most half a year for all the meridians in his body to be completely burned by the fire poison.

"Just as I expected, the level of this fire poison is far higher than mine."

The senior sighed again, shaking his head. Just as he had thought, this young man didn't have any good solutions either.

"Never mind, I didn't ask for much anyway."

"Alright, you little brat, I can't cure you either."

"Take him away quickly, lest he disturb my peace."

Just then, Luo Xing suddenly spoke up.

“Senior, I only said that this fire poison can be cured, not that it cannot be cured.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the senior was suddenly surprised.

"What did you say? You said you could cure this brat? Don't talk big."

"Judging from your cultivation level, you're probably only at the Returning Origin Realm. Do you really think you can cure my poison with just that?

"Don't come out with a few inconspicuous pills to temporarily suppress my fire poison and then claim it's cured."

"I'm not a fool."