Chapter 480 478: Let You Keep Your Status (3)

"Elder Gu, I was just on my way to find you! What a coincidence!" Mu Lin said politely.

Elder Gu was also incredibly panicked and anxious. "Mr. Mu! My precious granddaughter suddenly collapsed! Her skin has turned pitch-black, it's horrifying! Is she going to die?"

Mu Lin said, "Don't worry, I won't let anything happen to her! I'm confident I can save her!"

As he spoke, Mu Lin quickened his pace, his feet moving like the wind. In the blink of an eye, he arrived at the Gu Family residence.

Elder Gu was frantic. He was like an ant on a hot griddle, scurrying about. He had already paced back and forth across the main hall a dozen times.

The household servants tried to calm him, but how could they possibly succeed?

They could only watch helplessly as Elder Gu frantically paced the floor.

"Why isn't Divine Doctor Mu here yet! My precious granddaughter is coughing up blood!"

Before the words had even faded, a travel-worn Mu Lin arrived.

"I'm here. Where's Gu Qiang?" Mu Lin asked, his expression relaxed.

Elder Gu was startled when he saw Mu Lin. 'Oh no, I hope Mu Lin didn't overhear what I just blurted out.'

'If Mu Lin decides to make trouble for me over this, what will I do?'

"Mr. Mu, you're here!" Elder Gu said hastily. "My granddaughter... she's been like this for a long time!"

Mu Lin focused his gaze and saw Gu Qiang lying collapsed on the floor, completely limp. Her eyes were swollen.

Her skin was dark all over, but it wasn't a healthy tan. It was the color of charcoal.

It was shockingly grotesque.

Mu Lin determined that there must have been a change in her soul, and her life force had been drained away.

'Truly vicious.' The Jade Pavilion District was behind this last time, and Mu Lin had no doubt they were responsible this time as well.

Mu Lin immediately inserted silver needles into Gu Qiang's body to lock down her Yang Soul.

Miss Gu's entire body trembled in that instant, and copious beads of sweat broke out on her forehead.

Elder Gu was beside himself with worry. It was agony for him to see his granddaughter suffer.

He even wished he could take his granddaughter's place and bear this extreme pain himself.

But the enemy's target wasn't him. It was his most beloved granddaughter, precisely so he would have to endure the torment of watching, a feeling worse than death itself.

Mu Lin said to Elder Gu, "Elder Gu, please hurry and buy some talisman paper. Blank ones will do. I have an important use for it."

Elder Gu immediately agreed. "Okay! Please wait a moment!"

With that, he rushed out. Mu Lin took advantage of Elder Gu's absence to focus on treating Miss Gu with acupuncture.

The effect was not good. Gu Qiang's yang energy was severely depleted. Mu Lin was using all his strength just to maintain her current state, let alone restore her to normal.

"This is the Soul Extinguishing Curse. The mastermind behind this wants Gu Qiang dead. It's quite vicious," Mu Lin said with a grim expression.

He had understood the gist of it as soon as he got close, because the aura was all too familiar. It was the same one he had sensed the last time he came to treat Miss Gu.

Some time later, Elder Gu returned. Mu Lin reached out, grabbed the paper, and began drawing on it with swift, precise movements.

He then lightly patted it onto Miss Gu's forehead.

It stuck.

Miss Gu's sweat was just enough to make the talisman paper stick, which worked out perfectly.

Then, the talisman paper quickly took effect. The talisman Mu Lin had drawn began to work its magic perfectly.

A mystical light quickly gathered and began to seep into her.

The deathly aura covering Miss Gu's entire body began to rapidly dissipate.

Color gradually returned to her face. Only then did Mu Lin let out a long breath. 'She's saved. I didn't disappoint Elder Gu.'

Elder Gu reached out, grabbed his granddaughter's hand, and said tremulously, "My girl, you scared Grandpa to death!"

Miss Gu's gaze was hazy as she awoke from her unconscious state, her emotions still unstable. Mu Lin said no more and stepped aside, allowing the grandfather and granddaughter to comfort each other.

Having been knocked unconscious, Miss Gu had no idea what had happened. But Elder Gu did, which was why his suffering was far greater than hers.

Mu Lin seized this opportunity to extract the caster's aura.

He raised his hand and pinched it, and the curse immediately shot back toward its caster.

It was a killing blow.

That classmate of Liu Yifang's had a Curse Master by her side, and curse killing was his specialty. Today, Mu Lin was simply copying the method—using a Curse Master's own tricks against them.

The curse had now been successfully launched; all that was left was to wait for it to take effect.

Diagonally across from Di Yang, nearly a hundred kilometers away, stood a villa.

Inside, an old man suddenly shot to his feet.

"How audacious!"

A middle-aged man beside him asked, "Master, what happened? Why are you so angry?"

The Master's face was grim as he said, "Some punk broke my curse and saved Gu Qiang!"

"There's a curse expert that powerful? I've never heard of anyone being so skilled with curses."

"It's worse than that! The punk even tried to reverse the curse to kill me. It's utterly absurd. In all my life, I, Fu Disheng, have never met someone so shameless!"

The middle-aged man's expression was quite strained. He still needed something from the old man and couldn't have him having a mental breakdown.

"The nerve of this person is just astronomical! But please, don't be angry. I know you've cultivated for many years and hold yourself to the highest standards, but as the old saying goes, there's always a higher mountain and a stronger person, right?"

"If you eliminate him, it will only prove that you are the most powerful one, won't it?"

Master Fu's anger subsided considerably after the middle-aged man's words, and his expression softened. He said:

"Indeed. This person's skill with curses is extremely poor. He relied on a clumsy piece of talisman paper to save her. He probably just copied it from somewhere like a cat drawing a tiger, only managing to unleash a mere thirty percent of its potential."

"And his so-called Curse Killing Technique was even more ridiculous, not even having one percent of its proper power. A punk like that is no threat to me."

Seeing that Master Fu had calmed down, the middle-aged man finally relaxed and said, "I can't believe Gu Qiang gets to live another day!"

"That old man Gu is like the God of Longevity carrying a lantern to the outhouse—he's looking for shit! He must be tired of living!"