"Such a barbaric weapon... If I were being honest, it would be more suited for a cultivator who practices the ’Nine heavens vajra Dragon Body’, wouldn’t it?" Gu Fan casually said but his voice was loud enough to echo through the third floor.

"Aren’t I right, young master Song Tianyu?"

Song Tianyu instantly froze in his tracks, and the polite smile on his handsome face completely vanished as the battleaxe almost slipped slightly from his grip.

"I don’t know what you are talking about, esteemed guest," Tianyu replied, trying to keep that calm look on his face, but Gu fan could hear the strain in his voice.

Song Tianyu without any hurry placed the battleaxe back onto the rack. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

"Oh, come on, Young Master Tianyu, let’s drop the act. You don’t want me to spill out every single detail about how you got the technique, how you bathe in beast blood on every full moon night, how you drink the warm beast blood directly after slicing its neck, and this and that and on and on and on..."

"We both know you cultivate that beast-focused body refining technique to double your physical strength," Gu Fan chuckled playfully, tilting his head as he poked the young master right in his chest, "It worked perfectly when you were just a Spirit Realm junior, but since you recently forced your way into the 1st Stage of the Origin Realm, the violent backlash of the impure beast blood is completely destroying your meridians, isn’t it?"

Song Tianyu took a heavy step backward, his eyes widening in sheer, unadulterated horror since absolutely no one in the entire Poison Valley Town knew about his forbidden cultivation method except for a few in the Song Clan. And here a complete stranger was spilling out details one after the other without any hesitation. He was so shocked that not even a squeak could come out of his throat.

"Back when you were safely in the Spirit Realm, the technique had been absolutely perfect, because whenever you channeled your Qi, your body would proportionally grow in size while your speed increased and your physical strength doubled entirely, making it so you were easily able to fight evenly with experts who were one or even two cultivation levels above your own," Gu Fan continued smoothly, thoroughly enjoying the absolute panic radiating from Song Tianyu.

"But now things are different..."

"The tragic part about that specific backlash now is that it doesn’t just hurt, but it aggressively mutates your physical size in completely uneven, random bursts."

"Your bones are painfully shifting, and this incredibly handsome face, your pale, flawless skin, and those slender arms that make all the girls’ hearts race are slowly deforming into an ugly, blob-like monster."

"Now whenever your body transforms it is completely random, uneven and unsightly."

"As you channel your Qi one of your arms might just balloon into a fat pile of mass while your legs might become big, fat, and incredibly squishy, and this handsome face of yours won’t even be lookable as your eyes droop and your skin sags heavily."

"I know all this. And I understand this is why you must be absolutely terrified that the entire town will find out their beautiful, noble genius is turning into a disgusting, uneven freak."

"Though you don’t have to..."

But the calmness on his face was lost and gone as he moved with lightning speed to violently grab Gu Fan’s arm with a grip like a steel vise as his Spirit Qi wildly flared out in sheer panic.

The sheer density of his violently unstable Origin Realm Qi slammed into the walls like a shockwave.

His Qi shook the heavily reinforced floorboards of the entire building while massive spider-web cracks aggressively spread across the pristine jade tiles beneath his feet.

The glass display cases loudly rattled before violently shattering under the intense, suffocating pressure, sending sharp shards flying across the room.

"Why are you getting so feisty, young master?" Gu Fan spoke through his teeth barely able to keep his composure aa the heavy spiritual pressure pressed down so hard that Gu Fan actually felt his internal organs ache and his own breath caught in his throat.

"Young Master!" At that exact moment several guards immediately screamed from the stairwell, rushing up to the third floor with their heavy spears drawn.

"Get the fuck out of here!" Tianyu roared furiously at his own men, his voice completely cracking with a terrifying, beast-like growl, "If anyone comes up here. I will chop their heads and rup their guts out."

The guards flinched in terror before they quickly scrambled back down the stairs.

Breathing heavily with his chest violently heaving, Tianyu glared murderously at the masked man, his fingers digging painfully into Gu Fan’s forearm as he aggressively demanded, "Who the hell are you, and how do you know about my condition?!"

"Young Master, Song Tianyu," Gu Fan smirked behind his cloth mask, not even trying to pull his trapped arm away or fight back, "Are you sure you want to do this?"

"You are such an incredibly handsome guy, Tianyu, so how can you possibly bear to deal with such an ugly, disgusting cultivation backlash ruining your perfect skin?" Gu Fan raised his other hand and affectionately placed it over Song Tianyu’s gripping knuckles.

As he spoke, Gu Fan gently patted Song Tianyu’s hand as if they were old lovers, completely throwing the noble, straight-laced young master entirely off balance.

"You...." Tianyu flinched at the unexpected and highly inappropriate physical contact, pulling his hand away from Gu Fan’s arm, taking a step back as his face flushed with a mixture of extreme ange and deep, humiliating panic.

"Who sent you here to blackmail me?!" Tianyu asked desperately, his voice shaking as his perfect, righteous Dao heart visibly crumbled under Gu Fan’s psychological torture, "What do you actually want from me?!"

"No one sent me here to blackmail you, Young Master Tianyu," Gu Fan chuckled, "Because I am nothing but a wandering well-wisher who happens to know exactly what you are going through and how to fix your rotting meridians before your impure beast blood permanently turns you into a disgusting monster."

Song Tianyu stared at the masked man with wide, heavily bloodshot eyes as his ragged breathing echoed loudly in the quiet weapon hall.

’Who does he think he is to fix him?’

But before he could even demand an explanation for such an arrogant claim, Gu Fan casually reached into his dark robes and pulled out a vibrant, glowing peacock feather.

And without offering a single word of apology, Gu Fan reached out and grabbed the pristine silver hem of Song Tianyu’s luxurious martial robes and violently tore off a clean piece of cloth.

"What the fuck do you think you are doing?!" Song Tianyu cursed loudly, but Gu Fan just ignored him and channeled a sharp sliver of his Spirit Qi directly into the tip of the peacock feather to use it as spiritual ink.

Right in front of Tianyu’s eyes, Gu Fan began scribbling an intricate series of cultivation corrections and rare medicinal formulas directly onto the torn piece of silver cloth.

Initially, Song Tianyu watched the masked man’s rapid movements with heavy disdain and extreme confusion because he firmly believed this was just an elaborate method by the man to stall.

But as his sharp eyes began to trace the profound spiritual knowledge and the incredibly specific meridian pathways Gu Fan was drawing out, his disdain began to dwindle with every breath that passed.

Gu Fan wrote down the exact reverse-circulation method required to suppress the ’Nine heavens vajra Dragon Body’, detailing how to flawlessly route the violent beast Qi through the Taiyang Vajra acupoint while combining it with the cooling properties of a Nine-Yin Lotus.

And now instead of the disdainful look, Song Tianyu was now eagerly waiting for Gu Fan to write the next word.

And as soon as Gu Fan wrote the last character on the piece of cloth and before he could put the peacock feather back into his spatial ring, Tianyu lunged forward like a desperate, starving beast and frantically snatched the torn cloth right out of his hands, his eyes aggressively devouring the spiritual runes written on the fabric.

Song Tianyu read through the entire solution that Gu Fan wrote twice to make absolutely sure his eyes weren’t deceiving him.

And when he realized that this flawlessly written formula would permanently stabilize his 1st Stage Origin Realm core and completely cure his horrifying bodily mutations, tears of relief and overwhelming gratitude rapidly welled up in his eyes.

The absolutely crushing, terrifying pressure falling down on Gu Fan slowly began to fade away.

The fear of turning into a deformed freak had been eating his soul alive for months.

So now that he knew he was finally saved left him completely breathless and entirely short on words.

Finally unable to express his gratitude in words, the highly respected genius of the Song Clan suddenly drop heavily onto his knees right on the wooden floorboards.

"Senior... You are my ultimate saviour!"

"Take me as your disciple!"