The 32 Ghost-Faced Old Men

  In the fog, a figure gradually emerged, an old man in his seventies with a grey robe, appeared before Fang Yun, and on his face, there was a flesh tumor, which seemed to have life, beating constantly like a heart.

  If it were an ordinary person, seeing the appearance of the old madman would make them feel a chill all over their body. The old madman's face was gloomy, and he coldly sized up Fang Yun.

  Fang Yun also sized up the old madman, with a hint of smile on his face. The old madman's eyes flashed: "Should I say you're reckless or ignorant?"

  "Raising a hand against me is the most unwise thing to do. I believe you won't and you don't dare!" Fang Yun said confidently.

  "There's nothing in this world I don't dare to do!" The old madman sneered.

  "You don't even dare to step out of this cliff, yet you still have the face to talk about courage with me!" Fang Yun sneered at the old madman.

  "Believe it or not, I'll kill you right now!" The old madman glared with his eyes wide open, looking like he was about to take action.

  "I'm a member of the Fang family, you dare to lay hands on me? The Fang family will make this cliff disappear into the plains, let alone... did you think you could kill me?" Fang Yun advanced instead of retreating, walking towards the old madman.

  An invisible aura of pressure emanated from Fang Yun's body, this pressure was the aura of heaven and earth, which was Fang Yun using his divine thoughts to mobilize the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, displaying this pressure.

  The old madman's expression changed slightly, and he retreated several steps, with a hint of horror in his eyes.

  What shocked him was not Fang Yun's identity, but the oppressive aura emanating from his body. Just now, for an instant, he felt as if the entire world was pressing down on him.

  At that moment, the old madman felt that in front of him was not a young man, but a giant holding up the sky.

  "You're Fang's fifth son!!" The old madman whispered.

  "It seems you're not completely isolated in this cliff either, able to know my identity." Fang Yun smiled at the old madman.

  "I and your family's well water don't interfere with the river water, what brings you here?" The old madman knew he couldn't afford to offend the Fang family, so he humbly softened his tone, but his voice was still level and carried a hint of arrogance.

  "Hehe...... I didn't say I came looking for trouble." Fang Yun sneered: "I opened a medical clinic, heard that you are the only one in Yan City who supplies medicinal materials, so I came to find you."

  "Bring the bill, come back in three days to collect the goods outside the cliff! If nothing else, please leave, Cliff Break is not a place for young masters like you." The old madman's heart slightly relaxed, at least the simple conversation made him understand that he was overthinking, and Fang Yun indeed had no ill intentions.

  Fang Yun rubbed his chin: "I want to take a look at your medicine field."

  Fang Yun didn't even prepare an order form. Although he came here to buy goods, his main purpose was actually to see this old madman.

  The old madman hesitated for a moment, nodded and said: "Follow me. If you move rashly, you will be bitten to death by the poisonous insects here."

  Fang Yun rubbed his nose and thought to himself that if this was the extent of the danger, he would rather stay at home and be a good boy.

  Deep in the precipice, the fog gradually dispersed, replaced by a lush green and vibrant flowers. Having seen too much of the desolate yellow earth and gravel of the north, it was rare to see such vivid colors.

  Even Fang Yun couldn't help but feel invigorated, he really didn't expect that the interior of this planet would be hiding such a world.

  In the cliff's interior, there is a medicinal field that stretches for hundreds of mu. In the medicinal field, a figure is running about, an eight or nine year old girl, chasing after butterflies.

  The girl saw the old madman come back, and immediately ran up with joy, but when she saw Fang Yun beside the old madman, she suddenly hid behind the old madman, sticking out her little head to secretly take a look at Fang Yun.

  The girl pulled at the old man's pants and whispered: "Grandpa, who is he?"

  Fang Yun saw that the girl's face also had a flesh tumor, and her originally lovely face made her look abnormally distorted.

  "Ting Ting, go and play, Grandpa has something to attend to with this young man." The old madman looked at the girl with kindness, the ferocity from before had vanished in front of her.

  Ting Ting secretly glanced at Fang Yun, her eyes revealing a hint of hope, but more was the color of self-abasement, secretly using her sleeve to cover the tumor.

  "What a pity." Fang Yun looked at Tingting's lonely back and murmured, "The son pays for the father's debt, haunted by the ghostly face."

  "Ghost Face Fever, you know?" A hint of surprise flashed in Lao Fengzi's eyes.

  What is known as Ghost Face Plague in the Cultivation Realm is called Demon Tumor, a extremely poisonous curse.

  Only when the resentment towards the victim reaches an extreme degree can a curse be successful, and this curse will not only appear on the victim's body but also simultaneously on the bodies of their closest relatives.

  Even without a blood relationship, as long as they are close to the recipient, they will also develop a magical tumor.

  In this world, it is called "ghost face disease", and because of this story, it is also known as "father's debt, son pays, ghost face entwines the body".

  "If you care about her, it's better to take her outside. Although you want to use the miasma and poisonous insects here to suppress the growth of Ghost Face Sickness, in fact, you are harming her." Fang Yun said calmly.

  "What nonsense are you talking about? How could I possibly harm Tingting?" The old madman roared in anger, Tingting was his only relative, and what pained him the most was that Tingting had also been affected by the calamity. He had hidden here not only to escape from his enemies but also because the miasma within this cliff could suppress the growth of the ghost face sore.

  "The source of the Ghost Face Plague is actually a manifestation of resentment, which is like a living being that constantly absorbs your life force and converts it into nutrients for its own growth." Fang Yun said calmly: "And you have cultivated Dou Qi, with a level that's not low, so naturally you can rely on the miasma and poisonous insects to counteract the Ghost Face Plague's growth using poison against poison. Although this will also affect your body, it's still within a tolerable range. However, Tingting is young and doesn't have Dou Qi to protect her body. You used the miasma to suppress Tingting's Ghost Face Plague, but in reality, the plague transferred the harm done to it onto Tingting's body. Moreover, due to this suppression, its demand for Tingting's life force increased. If you continue to live here, Tingting won't survive past five years."

  The old madman listened to Fang Yun's words, his expression changed drastically, and he trembled violently: "No! I won't lose Tingting! I won't lose Tingting!"

  The old madman's mind went blank, his panicked gaze fell on Fang Yun's body, and suddenly he knelt down: "Master Fang, since you're so clear about it, you must have a way to deal with it, right? You must have a way!"

  Fang Yun looked at Ting Ting in the distance, Ting Ting seemed to feel Fang Yun's gaze, and looked over in that direction, but as soon as she made contact with Fang Yun's eyes, she immediately turned her head again, avoiding Fang Yun's line of sight.

  "I need to know first where this ghostly plague came from before deciding whether or not to save you."