However, Zhu Bufan didn't know what this Soul-devouring Blood Curse was; he had never even heard of it. Cold Ice Internal Energy was ineffective, so Zhu Bufan immediately activated the Hanhai Tide Skill. But the Hanhai Tide Skill is a Body Training method, which absorbs energy to forge various skills of the body. Surprisingly, upon activation, it accelerated the movement of the grey Death Spirit Energy, which was beyond Zhu Bufan's expectations.

"This won't work. If this continues, even if the Hanhai Tide Skill can absorb and refine this terrifying energy, my meridians will be corroded completely before it is refined in the Dantian. Then I'll be dead!" Thinking of this, Zhu Bufan decided resolutely to stop the operation of the Tide Wave Technique.

The Hanhai Tide Skill is Zhu Bufan's greatest reliance. With it being ineffective, Zhu Bufan could only endure reluctantly.

Thus, Zhu Bufan's whole body emitted a faint grey Death Spirit Energy. He could feel the grey gas continuously eroding his meridians bit by bit. At this rate, it would eventually corrode his entire body clean.

Despite this situation, Zhu Bufan's Spirit Platform remained exceptionally calm, and his mind was rapidly processing.

"Cold Ice Technique? No, Hanhai Tide Skill? Also no...and..."

Zhu Bufan's knowledge was limited, and the cultivation techniques he learned, including auxiliary ones, did not exceed a handful. Among them, the ones that could form energy within his body were only the Inner Qi Cultivation Method and the Cold Ice Technique.

"No, there's still one more..."

Thinking of this, a sudden flash of insight occurred in Zhu Bufan's mind as he grasped an idea.

"There's also that miraculous healing method; it can also form energy within the body!"

With this thought, Zhu Bufan immediately began to try.

Clenching his teeth and focusing his consciousness, Zhu Bufan urged the pure Cold Ice Internal Energy in his Dantian to rise slowly, operating it according to the requirements of the Hanhai Tide Skill. Quickly, a strand of an indifferent, refreshing breath emerged. Under Zhu Bufan's control, a strange energy moved along the meridians upward, aiming to halt the spreading Death Spirit Energy.

Upon meeting, the Death Spirit Energy seemed somewhat intimidated by the unknown clear stream, retreating slightly. Seeing this, Zhu Bufan instantly felt invigorated, accelerating the release of Cold Ice Internal Energy, transforming it into a clear stream, which gradually gained the upper hand, pushing the Death Spirit Energy into a corner.

Just when Zhu Bufan intended to use the clear stream to completely eradicate the Death Spirit Energy, he suddenly felt a sense of emptiness. It turned out that Zhu Bufan's Cold Ice Internal Energy was no longer sufficient to completely eliminate the Death Spirit Energy.

Seizing the opportunity, the grey Death Spirit Energy became agitated again, launching a frenzied counterattack. It forced the remaining clear stream to retreat continuously, eventually shrinking back into the Dantian, while the grey Death Spirit Energy stopped simultaneously, seeming somewhat replenished. Oddly enough, Zhu Bufan could distinctly feel that the grey Death Spirit Energy was gradually increasing.

"Young Master, Master Feng, wake up quickly..." In a daze, Zhu Bufan seemed to hear Aunt Rong's anxious cry with a sob.

But at that moment, Zhu Bufan's body felt extremely hollow, utterly devoid of strength. The Death Spirit Energy began a violent counterattack, swiftly flowing toward the surrounding meridians. Compared to before, this time the attack was more fierce, and Zhu Bufan had no ability to stop it, only allowing it to wander within his body.

Having lost the ability to resist, the Death Spirit Energy was now occupying Zhu Bufan's meridians at an alarming speed. Apart from the Dantian guarded by Clear Spring, even the head was continuously corroding. However, Zhu Bufan's body had undergone tempering with the Hanhai Tide Skill; his meridians were wide and tough, so he wouldn't die quickly.

Just when Zhu Bufan was in a dilemma, facing an awkward situation, a chill exploded in his chest, and countless emerald streams suddenly rushed in, swiftly traveling along his meridians.

"This is... the Wood Power!"

Familiar with the energy pouring into his body, Zhu Bufan realized, "It seems Elder Zheng has intervened."

Zhu Bufan could feel the Wood Power swiftly traveling in his meridians, refining all the grey Death Spirit Energy it encountered, while his body and meridians were continuously growing stronger by devouring as it traveled.

But similar to Zhu Bufan's previous situation, just as the Wood Power was pushing the Death Spirit Energy into a dead corner, preparing to completely eliminate it, the grey energy suddenly vanished without a trace. No matter how Zhu Bufan searched, he couldn't find its presence. As they disappeared, Zhu Bufan's body returned to normal, the feeling of weakness gradually dissipating. This eerie energy seemed to come suddenly and leave just as abruptly.

Although the Death Spirit Energy had disappeared, at least half of the pure Wood Power remained, making Zhu Bufan secretly rejoice, thinking: "It seems I've benefited from this!"

Thinking of this, Zhu Bufan suppressed other thoughts and focused wholly on absorbing the essence of the Wood Power.

...

"Elder, it's been three days now. Will Zhu Bufan be alright?" Zhou Zichu stood behind Elder Zheng Da, speaking respectfully.

Zhou Zichu was also an eminent figure. In one day, he lost a son and grandson, yet showed no signs of sorrow, not even in the presence of his adversary Zhu Bufan.

Glancing at Zhou Zichu, Elder Zheng Da said softly, "Don't worry; that kid is doing exceptionally well now!"

His voice was hoarse and low, clearly showing a lack of energy. His pallid, aged face indicated that after the incident three days ago, he had exerted himself too much and had not fully recovered yet.

"Zichu, when you return this time, find a clever young one to come with me; I still need someone to serve me!" Elder Zheng Da said lightly and then gracefully left.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Zichu shuddered, a flash of joyful expression appearing on his face. He clearly understood the implication in Elder Zheng's words. As long as his family could link up with Elder Zheng Da, they wouldn't be replaced during his lifetime.

Although Elder Zheng Da seemed in the twilight of his years, with his Martial Arts Cultivation, living another cycle would pose no problem.

"Ninety years, fifteen years a generation, four generations, enough for my line to produce several geniuses!" Zhou Zichu thought secretly, "This should be considered compensation and restitution!"

"Xing'er, don't blame father. Xiaowu, don't blame grandpa; blame can only be on my position. I have to consider the life and death of all clan members; your revenge—I don't have the means to avenge!" Saying this, Zhou Zichu gazed complexly at Zhu Bufan lying in bed, his eyes fluctuating several times before taking a deep breath and leaving in defeat.

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