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"Ah …"

Dongfang Shaochen's body twitched more and more, as if he was suffering from an intense pain. His eyes also turned bloodshot.

However, within this blood color, there was a layer of dark fog that covered his eyes.

"It's not easy for this child to survive until now."

After a few breaths of time, Du Shaotian retracted his hand seals and said to the Eastern Kingdom without delay, "I'll have to trouble old mister Dongfang to carry the child to the table and remove all his clothes."

Dongfang Xiu did not dare to delay any further, immediately placing Dongfang Shaochen on the table in the middle of the hall.

After taking off Dongfang Shaochen's clothes, his body became thinner and thinner. In his body, there was a black mist of blood which was hard to be seen by the naked eye.

"Mr Mo, Shaochen can be cured. If so, this old man is willing to pay any price."

Seeing that this Mr. Mo didn't look as helpless as those pill refiners he found in the past, some hope was ignited in Dongfang He's worried eyes.

"Grandpa, don't worry. I'm fine. The pain will pass soon. I can handle it. I'll have to stay with grandpa in the future."

Seeing his grandfather's worry, Dongfang Shaochen endured the pain and forced a smile to comfort his grandfather.

"Shaocheng, it's all because of grandpa. If it wasn't for grandpa …"

Looking at his grandson's expression, Dongfang Mingshui became even more worried. Tears welled up in his eyes. If he could bear such torture every day in place of his grandson, he would choose to do so without hesitation.

"Grandfather, don't worry, this is all your grandson's life. You'll be fine after a while."

Dongfang Shaochen gritted his teeth and forced a smile to comfort his grandfather, but his face was still twisted and his body was twitching. This proved that the torture was getting more and more painful.

"Don't talk anymore. If I help you with the acupuncture now, it might hurt a little. You have to endure it." Du Shaotian said to Dongfang Shaochen.

"Mr Mo, please do it. I will endure it. It doesn't matter if I can't cure it. If I can cure it, I will make grandpa not worry. That would be the best outcome."

Dongfang Shaochen's eyes, which were covered in the black blood energy, showed a toughness that surpassed the eyes of his peers.

Du Shaotian didn't say anything. He helped Dongfang Shaochen to sit down cross-legged and started to perform acupuncture. The hand seals condensed and a series of acupuncture needles fell onto his body, covering his back and chest, including his entire body.

When the medical needles were placed down, Dongfang Shaochen couldn't help but twitch his body. It seemed that the pain was extreme, but he clenched his teeth and tried his best to keep silent. His face was covered with sweat and his complexion was pale to the extreme.

As Du Shaotian dropped his needles one by one on Dongfang Shaochen's body, a black mist of blood started to slowly dissipate.

Dongfang He stared at him with rapt attention and didn't dare to breathe out. On his aged face, his eyes were filled with anticipation, worry, and a bit of hope …

"Kid, this is the last needle. It will hurt. Bear with it!"

Moments later, the last medical needle in Du Shaotian's hand was placed between the middle and index fingers. With a flick of his finger, it pierced the Feng Men's Acupoint on his back!

"Phew …"

When the last needle fell, Dongfang Shaochen's face became even more twisted. A black mist of blood started to pour out from his body, along with a black liquid that gave off a pungent smell.

"Ah …"

With a miserable scream, Dongfang Shaocheng's body trembled as if he was suffering from the greatest torture. Blue veins were popping out all over his body, and his bones were twisting as his eyes filled with malevolence.

"Shaocheng …"

Dongfang He's heart trembled as he looked at his grandson's tormented state.

Du Shaotian withdrew his hand seals and pulled Dongfang He back a step.

"Puchi …"

At the same time, a mouthful of black blood sprayed out from Dongfang Shaochen's mouth.

"Creak …"

Within the black blood mist, a wave of cold blood energy fluctuation emitted a mournful ghost cry.

The black blood mist filled the air and turned into a baby sized ghost head. Its face was ferocious and its mouth was full of sharp, cold barbs. Its fangs were deep and they overflowed with the black blood mist.

"A dead thing dares to show off!"

At this moment, Du Shao Mu moved. He let out a deep shout, and a vast aura suddenly surged out from within his body.

With a shake of his arm, Essence energy vibrated. Du Shaotian's palm turned into a claw, and an incomparably domineering force swept out, directly grabbing the ghost in his hand.

At this moment, Dongfang Xi's expression changed greatly. He could feel a terrifying aura from this Mister Mo.

That incomparably domineering aura did not come from his cultivation, but rather from his soul. It caused his heart to palpitate uneasily when he was so close to it.

"Drip, drip, drip …"

That black mist ghost's eyes were filled with shock, and its body immediately shattered, transforming into drops of black and blood-red liquid that sprinkled onto the ground. It was filled with a pungent smell, and the dark and cold aura also slowly dissipated.

After doing all of this, the convulsing and screaming Dongfang Shaochen calmed down. He closed his eyes and a hint of blood started to slowly crawl out of his pale face.

"This child has no mother, right?" Du Shaotian asked Dongfang Xi.

"Mr. Mo, how did you know?"

Dongfang He was astonished, he had never mentioned this matter before. Could it be that this Mister Mo knew about it from the Heavenly Pavilion?

"The innate Yin Qi in this child's body was from when he was pregnant. Because his mother was injured by powerful warriors, the other party cultivates a sinister and vicious art, causing the Yin Qi to enter her body."

Young Master Du sighed, and continued to speak, "For such a sinister and sinister Yin Qi to be able to give birth to this child, it must be because his mother would rather die than die to suppress the Yin Qi in her body. The evil Yin Qi has already entered the child's veins, so normal methods would not be able to expel it. Therefore, from the moment he was born, the child was tormented until now, and to be able to live until now, it has to be said that the child's luck is not bad, and that the child was strong. "

Dongfang He was shocked. Not many people knew about these things.

However, this Mr. Mo was able to accurately deduce anything based on the Yin energy in Shaochen's body.

"To be honest, Shaocheng is my grandson, but he has always had my surname and I have also gotten used to calling him grandpa. At that time, I thought that Shaocheng's father came here for some unknown reason, and firmly rejected his decision. I even told Shaocheng's mother that I hid it from her father, and told him that Shaocheng's mother had prepared his family members to stay away from him. It was only a few months later that Shaocheng's mother came back and was severely injured. The medicine was lifeless, and after giving birth to Shaocheng, she left just after taking a look at him. It's all my fault for being stubborn and stubborn, it's all my fault. "

Looking back, tears were streaming down Dongfang Caihe's face. He felt regret in his heart, a heart-wrenching pain.

If not for his stubbornness in the beginning, his daughter would not have left to face such a calamity.

How could his grandson be tormented every day, so painful that he wished he were dead?

Hearing this, Du Shaotian sighed.

"Mr Mo, Shaochen, he...?"

He put away his remorse and turned his gaze back to Dongfang Shaochen. Looking at his grandson's current condition, his heart seemed to have sensed something. For some reason, his heart was beating faster as he asked Du Shaotian this question.

"The evil Yin Qi has completely dissipated, this child has not died, but there is also good fortune, although he has not cultivated in the martial way for ten years and has delayed the best time, but the evil Yin Qi has forged his physique for the past ten years, after ten years of torture, this child's temperament far surpasses that of ordinary people, and his own talent is also not bad. If he meets a master teacher, sooner or later he will have a place among his peers, this is also considered to be the benefit of enduring ten years of torture." Du Shaotian said to Dongfang He.

Hearing this, Dongfang He glared at Du Shaotian. His hair stood on end and he couldn't help but shudder. His pupils constricted and his jaw dropped as he asked in disbelief, "Mr. Mo, you're saying …" Not only has Shaocheng been healed, he can also cultivate in the future? "