"This time, I got something special. Do you want it?"

With a flick of his hand, the sealed box floated towards him.

No.3 didn't even turn his head, casually opening the box.

Inside was something crystal-clear, like a transparent blob, squirming continuously like a living creature.

No.3 abruptly turned his head, staring at the contents of the box.

"Invisible Tai Sui!"

No.3 exclaimed in surprise and delight, abandoning what he was doing, hurriedly preparing various ingredients, concocting a jar of liquid to immerse the Invisible Tai Sui in.

However, his hands were too quick, not paying much attention at all.

No.4 never got hold of this kind of thing before.

He opened it carelessly, ruining it; this thing dies upon exposure to light.

Once dead, it's worthless; alive, it's the primary material he desperately needs.

Ignoring No.4, he immersed himself in his world, immediately using the Invisible Tai Sui as the raw material to concoct poison.

He wanted to create some fast-acting, highly toxic poison for what was to come.

Because No.1 had previously instructed him to leave quickly in the next few days.

But once he started, he forgot the reminders from No.1.

Completely lost in his own world, racing against time to gather the data he wanted before the Invisible Tai Sui dies completely.

This thing was too precious and tended to die easily, dying upon exposure to light.

In all these years, he only managed to acquire it once.

Invisible Tai Sui discovered by others died within days the vast majority of the time, never in his possession.

No.4 watched No.3 as usual, silently smiling.

Leaving is not so easy.

He knew this No.3 so well, knowing what could make him forget everything and focus on research.

He was abandoned, choosing to betray actively.

Originally planning a deal, but the stakes offered by Yu Ziqing were too high.

He couldn't afford it; he had to do something.

He knew No.3 had been researching poison targeting Body Cultivation and Jinlan people.

He even wanted to develop poison against hungry ghosts.

This guy was a madman, truly too dangerous.

No.3 had to die; he must ensure No.3 couldn't leave.

This kind of madman cannot be persuaded to defect.

Use No.3's life as part of the stakes, to send out.

That's what he could do.

No.4 stayed a while longer, confirming that No.3 was deeply engrossed, assured that he had forgotten everything irrelevant, before leaving with ease.

Given his position, scheming against someone like No.3 was all too simple.

No.4 worked tirelessly, with the zeal of a new official implementing drastic measures.

He inspected the entire base, particularly focusing on other remaining White Water Eggs there.

Running through the information of each White Water Egg in his mind, pondering who was worth recruiting, who were the hardliners.

After a tour, he finally reached the place where the Jade Scroll was enshrined.

The square head tried to intervene but was crushed to death on the spot by No.4.

Upon entering, as expected, the enshrined Jade Scroll had vanished.

No.1 would never flee without taking this with him.

At that moment, No.4 lowered his head and looked at his chest, sensing something inexplicable emerging.

The curse's power began to intensify slowly, indicating the copper coffin had been opened.

But following this, the curse's power gradually diminished in his incredulous gaze.

Is it truly possible?

No.4 was somewhat shocked; hearing was one thing, but seeing and sensing it was a different level of disbelief.

...

Yu Ziqing opened the copper coffin, seeing the corpse of Old Master Liao inside.

Without the coffin's suppression, the curse and ominous aura on Old Master Liao began rebounding, surging rapidly.

Yu Ziqing prepared the sacrificial altar, lit the incense, dropping a drip of his blood.

He sat in kajak posture, forming seals with his hands, chanting spells, the Yin God also murmuring softly.

This ritual was meant to transfer the curse, attracting it onto himself.

Two conditions were essential for this Dharma Method.

Firstly, the practitioner must have no bloodline connection with the cursed person, the farther the better.

If related by blood to the cursed person, it would only intensify the curse.

Secondly, the practitioner must withstand the undying factor before the curse transfers completely.

Otherwise, the curse's power would grow stronger, leading to mutual destruction.

Yu Ziqing didn't need to check the family tree to know there was absolutely no bloodline connection with the Liao family.

Even tracing back thousands of generations, there was no possibility.

Moreover, no one in this world shared any bloodline with him.

He was the perfect choice to bear it, ensuring the curse's power was forced to its lowest.

As the ritual unfolded, the ominous aura and curse from Old Master Liao transformed into ferocious beast mouths, flying towards Yu Ziqing.

The beast mouths bit into his arms, merging into his body, forming a curse imprint on his chest.

The aura of the curse imprint grew stronger, Yu Ziqing expressionless, calmly absorbing.

Ominous, what ominous things? The most ominous things in the world are associated with hungry ghosts.

Even if he casually recorded things, the ominous aura falling on the Hungry Ghost Dao was far denser than this curse.

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