Dan and Martial God of the Other World

Dongfang Shaocheng's body twitched more and more, as if he was enduring an increasing pain. His eyes also turned blood-red.    

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, Du Shaomu withdrew his hand and said to Dongfaang Changguo without delay, "Old Mr. Dongfang, please carry the child to the table and remove all his clothes."    

Dongfaang Changguo did not dare to delay any longer and immediately carried Dong Fang Shaocheng to the table in the middle of the hall.    

After taking off the clothes on his body, Dongfang Shaocheng's body became thinner and thinner. At this moment, the black blood fog that was hard to see by the naked eye was spreading all over his body.    

"Mr Mo, Shaocheng can heal me. If he can, I am willing to pay any price."    

Seeing that the Mr Mo in front of him didn't look like those Pill Master that were at a loss at all, Dongfaang Changguo's heart clenched as some hope ignited in his 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 that his grandfather was worried, Dongfang Weiqiang endured the pain. He clenched his teeth and forced out a few traces of a smile to comfort his grandfather.    

"Shaocheng, it's all Grandfather's fault. If it wasn't for Grandpa …"    

Looking at his grandson's expression, Dongfaang Changguo became even more worried. Tears welled up in his eyes. If he was able to take such torture in his grandson's place, he would choose to do it without hesitation.    

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

Dongfang Shaocheng squeezed out a smile to comfort his grandpa, but his face continued to twitch and grimace, proving 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 Shaomu said to Dongfang Shaocheng.    

"Mr Mo, please give me the acupuncture. I will endure it. It doesn't matter whether I can cure it or not. If I can cure it, I can let grandpa not worry about it in the future."    

Eastern Shaocheng's eyes, which were covered in the black blood gas, had a tenacity that surpassed his peers.    

Du Shaomu did not say much. He helped Shaocheng from the east to sit down cross-legged and started to perform acupuncture. The hand seals solidified and medical needle s fell down one after another, covering his back and chest, including his entire body.    

When the medical needle fell down one by one, Dongfang Shaocheng's body couldn't help but twitch. It was as if the pain was extreme, but he clenched his teeth and tried his best not to cry out. His face was already drenched in sweat and his complexion was extremely pale.    

As the medical needle s fell on Shaocheng of the East, the tip of the needle was filled with a black mist of blood that slowly dissipated.    

Dongfaang Changguo stared with rapt attention and did not even dare to breathe. On his old face, his eyes were filled with anticipation, worry, and hope …    

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

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

"Phew …"    

When the last needle fell, Dongfang Shaocheng's face became even more twisted. Black blood mist surged out from his body and a pungent smell filled the air.    

"Ah …"    

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

"Shaocheng …"    

Dongfaang Changguo's heart trembled as he looked at his grandson's painful torture.    

Wu Tie retracted his hand seal and pulled Dongfaang Changguo back a step.    

"Puchi …"    

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

"Creak …"    

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

The black blood mist spread 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 Shaomu moved. He let out a deep shout and a vast momentum surged out from his body.    

With a shake of his arm, Essence vibrated. Du Shaomu turned his palm into a claw and an enormous and domineering force swept out, directly grabbing the ghost in his hand.    

At this moment, Dongfaang Changguo's expression changed drastically. He could feel a terrifying aura from this Mr Mo.    

That kind of incomparably overbearing aura did not come from the cultivation, but rather, it came from the soul. It caused his heart to palpitate uneasily even when he was so close to it.    

"Drip, drip, drip …"    

The black fog malignant pupil was shocked, its body immediately disintegrated, transforming into drops of black blood liquid that sprinkled onto the ground, filling the air with a pungent smell, the cold and sinister Qi also slowly dissipated.    

After doing all of that, Dongfang Shaocheng, who was screaming in pain, calmed down. His eyes were closed, and traces of blood started to slowly crawl out of his pale, young face.    

"This child has no mother, right?" Du Shaomu asked Dongfaang Changguo.    

"Mr Mo, how did you know?"    

Dongfaang Changguo was surprised, he had never mentioned this before, could it be that this Mr Mo knew about it from 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."    

Du Shaomu let out a sigh and continued, "This kind of Yin energy is very vicious. If this child can be born, then mother will definitely be willing to die to suppress the Yin energy 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. "    

Dongfaang Changguo was shocked. Not many people knew about these things.    

Mr Mo, on the other hand, was able to accurately deduce anything based on the Yin energy in Shaocheng's body.    

"To be honest, Shaocheng is my grandson, but he has always been named after me and has also gotten used to calling me grandpa." To be honest, Shaocheng is my grandson, but he has always been named with my surname and has also gotten used to calling me grandpa. It was only a few months later when Shaocheng's mother came back and got severely injured. The pills were lifeless, but after giving birth to Shaocheng, he had already left after taking a glance at him. It's all my fault for being stubborn and stubborn back then, it's all my fault. "    

Looking back, Dongfaang Changguo was crying. His heart ached with regret.    

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 Shaomu also sighed.    

"Mr Mo, Shaocheng, he …?"    

Putting away his regret, Dongfaang Changguo's gaze landed on Eastern Shaocheng. Looking at his grandson's current situation, Dongfaang Changguo seemed to feel something and his heart started to beat faster. He asked Du Shaomu.    

"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 Shaomu said to Dongfaang Changguo.    

Hearing that, Dongfaang Changguo stared at Du Shaomu. All the hair on his body stood up and he couldn't help but shiver. His eyes narrowed and his chin opened up as he asked in disbelief: "Mr Mo, you're saying …" "Not only has Shaocheng been cured, he can also cultivate in the future?"