Nine Yang Life and Death Transformation

He carefully approached Mu Yao's door, carrying a pot of vibrant flowers. After gently knocking a few times, he softly asked, "Miss Mu, are you there?"

A response came quickly from inside: "I'm here, just a moment." Hearing that long-awaited, heavenly voice, Mu Yao's heart skipped a beat, and she instantly became flustered. She hurriedly walked to the mirror on the dressing table, carefully examining her face, afraid that there might be something wrong with it.

Time passed slowly, and after a long while, Mu Yao finally finished dressing up. She took a deep breath, slowly opened the door, and said coquettishly, "Young Master Sun, may I ask what brings you here today?"

Wu Feilong smiled slightly, handed the flowers in his arms forward, and said softly, "This pot of flowers is for Miss Mu. These flowers are called roses, and I specially found them to give to you."

Mu Yao, overjoyed, reached out her delicate hand to touch the beautiful flower, but accidentally pricked her finger on a thorn. Young Master Sun, quick as a flash, grabbed Mu Yao's injured finger and, without hesitation, put it in his mouth and gently sucked on it. As he sucked, he said tenderly, "It's alright, it's not bleeding anymore."

Mu Yao felt a surge of heat rush from her fingertips to her forehead, her entire face instantly turning bright red, the redness spreading deep down her neck. Just then, the maid beside her suddenly screamed, "Oh dear! Miss, this person is disgusting! He actually put your finger in his mouth; he's clearly lusting after you."

Upon hearing this, Mu Yao instinctively looked in the direction the maid was pointing. When she saw Young Master Sun's embarrassed state, her face turned as red as a ripe apple. Without a word, she picked up the flowerpot and ran away. Young Master Sun and the maid were left standing there, one extremely embarrassed, the other indignant.

Wu Feilong hastily wiped the blood flowing from his nostrils, thinking to himself: This Fiery Eye ability is powerful, but I still have to use it cautiously! Every time I activate it, those women, though clothed, appear naked to me, which is truly embarrassing and unsettling. Composing himself, he quickly walked towards the pharmacy.

As soon as he stepped into the pharmacy, Wu Feilong couldn't wait to ask his master, "Master, when I examined the blood just now, I found extremely fine and barely perceptible black energy in it. What could this be?"

The master frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and then replied, "This situation could be caused by illness, or it could be caused by poisoning. As for the specific cause, it is difficult to say for sure, since there are many possibilities."

Wu Feilong nodded thoughtfully, then said, "Master, when I observed the blood of the Mu family's young ladies today, I also detected that barely perceptible black aura. In my opinion, their illnesses are probably closely related to this."

At this moment, Zhang Daojing, who was standing to the side, muttered to himself, "Black energy... can actually affect offspring through blood." Suddenly, as if he had thought of some important clue, he slapped his head hard, and a bold and astonishing conjecture instantly appeared in his mind.

At this moment, Zhang Daojing completely disregarded the precious medicinal herbs he was working with. Without hesitation, he turned around and hurriedly ran towards the sect leader's residence.

Before long, Zhang Daojing arrived at the sect leader's location, panting heavily. Without even catching his breath, he urgently said, "Sect Leader, we've finally made some progress regarding that strange illness. After some investigation and consideration, we initially suspect it's caused by an extremely rare bloodline curse. This curse is hidden deep within the bloodline, which is why it has remained completely untraceable until now. Could you perhaps recall if our ancestors ever offended any powerful figures?"

Mu Sheng frowned, his gaze fixed on the distance, as if lost in deep thought. Time ticked by, and finally, as if he had unearthed a crucial clue from the depths of his memory, he slowly spoke: "As far as I recall, our ancestors once inadvertently offended a ruthless and fearsome female demon. This demon was extremely cruel and particularly skilled in shady and unorthodox methods."

Zhang Daojing frowned: "We've finally made some progress, but this bloodline curse isn't my area of ​​expertise, so I really don't know what to do for the time being."

The sect leader comforted them, saying, "It's alright. Now that we've found some clues, there's always a way to solve this."

Meanwhile, inside the Muchun Hall, a disciple named Su Cheng hurriedly found Elder Changshi. Su Cheng, looking anxious, bowed and said, "Elder, a sudden emergency has occurred at my home, requiring my return to handle it. I humbly request your permission to leave the sect for one month."

Seeing Su Cheng's sincere expression, Elder Common Sense nodded and said, "Since that's the case, then go ahead. If you encounter any difficulties along the way, be sure to inform me immediately, and never try to tough it out on your own." After receiving the elder's permission, Su Cheng thanked him gratefully and then turned and hurriedly left.

Before long, Su Cheng packed his luggage and drove a carriage away from Mu Chuntang. He rode at full speed, not daring to delay for a moment. Soon after, he arrived at a nearby town. Upon entering the town, Su Cheng found a secluded corner, quickly changed into the clothes of an ordinary citizen, and swapped his original carriage for another, more inconspicuous vehicle.

Over the next few days, Su Cheng traveled day and night, weary from his journey. After several days of arduous travel, he finally arrived at a secluded inn.

Not long after Su Cheng stepped into the inn, a burly, imposing old man strode over. This man was none other than Jin Long, an elder of the Blazing Sun Sect. Jin Long didn't look to either side and went straight into the inn's superior room. Su Cheng cautiously followed behind. When they reached the door, he paused for a moment, then raised his hand and knocked softly three times on the door.

Two crisp knocks came from inside the room in response. Then, Su Cheng quickly knocked four more times. With the final knock, the door slowly opened…

Jinlong slowly pushed open the door, a faint smile on his face, and introduced himself: "Please come in, please come in. I am Jinlong of the Lieyang Sect. How should I address you?"

A concise and powerful reply rang out: "Mu Chuntang, Su Cheng."

A hint of surprise flashed in Jinlong's eyes, and he quickly said, "So it's Brother Su! I've long heard of Brother Su's great name, and seeing you today, I can see you are indeed extraordinary. I wonder if Brother Su's visit this time is truly as rumored, because you have information about my two elders, Huoxing and Jin Guanglie, from the Lieyang Sect?"

Su Cheng's lips curled slightly upward as he calmly replied, "I wonder if the Yuan Stones we agreed on before still count?"

Without hesitation, Jinlong pulled an exquisite pouch from his robes and handed it to Su Cheng. Su Cheng took it, gently opened the pouch, and immediately a surge of rich spiritual energy rushed out, hitting him in the face. He looked closely and saw that the pouch contained fifty crystal-clear spirit stones, each radiating powerful energy fluctuations.