Chapter 58: Cultivator
"Cough! Speaking of which, I'm also a victim."
Yu Zitong opened his mouth, wanting to win Han Li's sympathy, and tried to distance himself from Mo Dafu, but seeing Han Li unmoved, he continued to speak.
"I was originally a loose cultivator,……"
Yu Zitong honestly told his own origin, the whole story of this matter, and detailed it all. Of course, in this speech, he portrayed himself as a poor guy who was forced by Mo Dafu and then coerced into being an accomplice, pushing all the blame onto the deceased Mo Dafu.
Han Li wouldn't completely believe what he said, but combining it with the words Mo Dafu had revealed, he could infer seven or eight parts of the truth, and it was still achievable.
After removing the possible false parts from the other's words, Han Li had a general understanding of what happened.
Before that, everything he told the doctor was true and there was no need to deceive him.
But what was said earlier, in a certain mysterious place, found a strange book, and from the book, found a way to recover his powers. This is a self-compiled lie, it's all because of Yu Zitong that Mo Dafu was able to recover, but also because of Yu Zitong, he will be cursed.
Yu Zitong was originally a member of a certain so-called cultivator family, practicing Changchun Gong to the seventh level, with some fire control, but later due to limited qualifications, Changchun Gong did not progress and could not meet the requirements for formal foundation building.
Without a solid foundation, the cultivator cannot be considered a true practitioner and is unable to formally enter the cultivation world. So, Yu Zitong had no choice but to come out of his reclusive abode, preparing to temper himself in the mundane world, to see if it was possible for him to break through his current bottleneck mentally.
Of course, if possible, find some precious medicinal materials and take them back to refine the spiritual elixir, that would be even better. However, he also knows that this hope is very slim, but no matter what, it's also a matter of luck, maybe he'll have a big explosion of good fortune and pick up a bargain!
With this enticing intention, Yu Zitong, who was only in his early twenties, entered the secular world spoken of by the monks.
The colorful world outside was too dazzling, and soon it blinded Yu Zitong's eyes. His state of mind was not solid to begin with, and he completely fell after a few years, becoming a guest of honor in a certain noble family, starting to enjoy the luxury and glory of the world, and his heart for cultivating immortality gradually faded away.
For a disciple like Yu Zitong who gave up halfway, his family would naturally delete his name from the genealogy after a hundred years, and this branch of his would be considered secular people, not allowed to interact with the main house again, unless one of his descendants appeared to have outstanding qualifications for cultivating immortality, they would be allowed to recognize their ancestors and return to the clan.
If things go on like this, Yu Zitong's prospects may be bleak for achieving the Great Way and becoming an immortal, but living a long life of a hundred years and enjoying wealth and honor are still attainable goals. Although such cases are rare among cultivators who have not yet established their foundation, they are not unprecedented and are not a big deal.
But it was as if heaven had opened its eyes, or perhaps Yu Zitong's luck had changed since childhood. On a certain day several years later, he unintentionally strolled onto the street and habitually went to the pharmacy to take a look around. In the store, he unexpectedly discovered a very rare Blood Spirit Grass, which looked similar to ordinary Red Oil Flowers, so it was placed together with them by the shop owner who didn't recognize its value.
Yu Zitong was overjoyed at first sight, with this spiritual grass, he had a great hope of breaking through the bottleneck, and his desire to cultivate immortality began to stir again. At that time, he wanted to buy it immediately.
Unexpectedly, another branch emerged at this time, and another cultivator entered the store, also discovering the medicine, of course, not willing to let it go, the two people quarreled on the spot.
The owner of the pharmacy immediately proposed a strange deal, letting the two men see who could produce more silver coins, and the medicine would belong to whoever had more. As a result, Yu Zitong had slightly more money on him, so he naturally put the precious medicine in his pocket.
However, he was not foolish and knew that the other party would not give up easily. He fled his residence overnight and rushed to his family's place, but only halfway through the journey, he was caught up by that person again, resulting in a fierce battle.
His opponent's magical power was more than one level higher, Yu Zitong was beaten to vomit blood and defeated, but he couldn't bear to give up the spiritual medicine in his hand. He gritted his teeth and activated a life-saving talisman brought from his family, using a desperate secret method to scare off his opponent, only then did he manage to escape.
But at this time, he was seriously injured. Under such circumstances, he met Mo Tai Fu who also came out to pursue the good method.
It was also Yu Zitong's fate to be so, he had been walking in the world for a few years, but he didn't have any experience in dealing with people in Jianghu. After seeing Mo Dafu's physical condition, he casually spoke out and unintentionally revealed that he had good medicine on him.
Now, he has brought about a great calamity for himself. You should know that Mo Dafu is now anxious and flustered, searching everywhere for a good solution but to no avail. Suddenly hearing that the other party has medicine that can save his life, how could he not use every means at his disposal to beg and plead with him?
But the good medicine that Yu Zitong spoke of, although it's not a rare treasure like Blood Spirit Grass, is also made from over a dozen precious medicinal materials, refined using the methods of a cultivator, and consumed a large amount of spiritual energy in its creation. He doesn't have much left on him either. In his current state with severe injuries, he cherishes it even more, how could he casually give it to an ordinary person who is as insignificant as an ant?
Mo Dafu saw himself being humiliated and unable to get the medicine, so he became furious and decided to kill. He secretly followed Ruyi Tong to a deserted place and poisoned him from behind with his secret poison.
Logically, ordinary poison shouldn't have worked on Yu Zitong, but the secret medicine used by Mo Dafu was so potent that even he didn't fully understand its power, and it ended up working in an instant.
Yu Zitong, who was already seriously injured, became even more critically ill due to the poisonous attack. At this moment, Mo Dafu finally appeared and began searching Yu's body in a rough manner.
Yu Zitong saw this and immediately understood the cause and effect. In a fit of rage, he instinctively used the "Blood Arrow Yin Soul Curse", transforming his entire body's vital energy into a mouthful of blood curse, which splashed onto Mo Dafu's head. Then, his primordial spirit abandoned his physical body and quietly floated out of it.
After Yuánshén escaped, Yú Zǐtóng only discovered that he had not considered it carefully and had not prepared a suitable vessel for his spirit beforehand. In desperation, he could only enter the body of Mò Dàfū, temporarily avoiding the danger of his spirit disappearing.
Mo Daifu was splashed with blood on his head, he was startled at first, but after finding nothing unusual, he didn't take it to heart anymore.
He relied on his understanding of the medicine to identify the pills from the other party's body and took them happily, and indeed the medicine cured the disease, and Mo Dafu's skills were fully restored.
Mo Daifu was overjoyed and took the things he had obtained from his opponent, along with a copy of the Changchun Fist manual that he couldn't understand, and prepared to set off for Lanzhou to report back and take revenge, and restore his prestige.

