The Poison Elder quickly put on his clothes and rushed to Xinyuan Pavilion.
"What's wrong?"
He pushed the door open and saw green scales growing on Ji Jinmo's temples. His pupils constricted. This shouldn't be happening. He had just taken Snake Shadow's blood a few days ago, and the蛊worms in his body should have been suppressed. Why were they getting worse now?
"Master, I can't figure it out. I can't figure out what's inducing the蛊worms in Jinmo's body." As Nan Shiying turned, the Poison Elder saw the panic and fear in her eyes.
These were two emotions he had never seen in Nan Shiying before.
He thought that if the蛊worms in Ji Jinmo's body reached a point where no medicine could cure them, he might witness the process of a person transforming into a demon.
Nan Shiying might not make the world bury everyone with her, but she would exhaust all means to skin and grind to dust everyone who had harmed Ji Jinmo.
The Poison Elder's heart felt like it was struck by something. He dispelled his wandering thoughts, walked quickly to their side, took out the scalpel from his waist, cut his wrist, and then held it parallel above the teacup. Blood dripped into the tea until the entire cup was dyed red. Then he picked up the cup and handed it to Nan Shiying, "Feed it to him."
Nan Shiying took the teacup, glanced at Ji Jinmo. Ji Jinmo smiled, held her hand, and brought the teacup to his own mouth, drinking it down.
As the tea entered his throat, the蛊worms in Ji Jinmo's body instantly felt as if they were ignited. All the blood vessels visible through his skin bulged, throbbing, as if something was surging against the direction of his heart or brain.
Ji Jinmo's eyeballs were instantly filled with bright red blood vessels. His brows were tightly furrowed, and the hand holding Nan Shiying's trembled slightly, cold sweat seeping from his palm.
"Remove the long needle from his spine!"
He said, without time to tend to his still bleeding wound. He mobilized the蛊worms within him. The蛊worms emitted a high-frequency vibration unique to their kind. The逆向swimming of the蛊worms in Ji Jinmo's body paused, and then turned towards his throat.
"Ten centimeters below the throat, cut open, three inches, to the blood."
Nan Shiying did not hesitate. She drew her dagger, pulled aside Ji Jinmo's collar, and made an accurate cut. The Poison Elder reached out and brought his wrist close to the wound.
Myriad white蛊worms, smaller than millet and with dark spots, emerged in a rush. The蛊worms, one after another, formed a bridge as thin as a thread leading to the Poison Elder's wrist.
"Old man!"
Seeing that the Poison Elder didn't move, allowing the蛊worms in Ji Jinmo's body to madly drill into the wound on his wrist, Nan Shiying reached out to grab his wrist but was sternly stopped by the Poison Elder, "Don't move!"
"If you move now, you'll be picking up our corpses!"
Nan Shiying's hand froze in mid-air. She didn't know if he was telling the truth, but she dared not gamble. She could only watch helplessly as the蛊worms in Ji Jinmo's body burrowed into the Poison Elder's body.
The scales on Ji Jinmo's temples gradually faded. After only a green outline remained, the Poison Elder took out the small porcelain bottle containing Snake Shadow's blood with his other hand, opened it, and poured the blood into his mouth.
The moment Snake Shadow's blood entered the Poison Elder's body, the蛊worms that had been eager to enter his body now scrambled to escape. The Poison Elder pressed down on his wrist, haphazardly tore off a corner of his clothes to wrap his wrist, and then said to Nan Shiying, "What are you standing there for? Quickly seal his wound."