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"Are we harming you? Why do you think that? Is it the mark that's making you feel uneasy?" Li Zhisheng pressed on.
"It's precisely because I feel nothing that it's frightening, isn't it? It's like having a huge lump on your body, yet you can't feel a thing..." Hu Fang said, tears beginning to shimmer in her eyes.
"Well, there's no point in speculating right now. After all, our clues are too limited. Whether it's about the photos or the mark, the more we doubt, the more panic it will cause. It’s better to wait patiently and see what news that old senior will bring us later," Death Apostle suggested.
"Yeah, I guess we have no choice," I replied, reaching into my pocket for a cigarette, only to remember I had changed clothes and had none left.
"You all sit tight; I'm going to step outside for a bit," I said as I stood up, wanting to walk out of the room. Looking at Hu Fang, I realized I had no comforting words for her. Perhaps uncovering the truth behind the mark would be the best consolation for her...
Just then, Yao Long, who was lying on the bed, suddenly coughed violently. Following the sound, I saw blood gushing from his mouth with each cough.
I was startled and hurried over to Yao Long's bedside, anxiously asking, "Hey! Yao Long, what's wrong?! Someone come over and check on him!" I called to Li Zhisheng, Hu Fang, and Death Apostle who were sitting nearby.
They rushed to Yao Long's side and saw that the blood pouring from his mouth had soaked the pillow and sheets. However, as he expelled the blood, his complexion began to improve, and his eyes slowly opened.
"I... cough... cough... what's happening?" Yao Long said as he turned to spit out the blood in his mouth. He looked at the blood-stained pillow and sheets with a bewildered expression.
"Yao Long, are you okay?" Death Apostle asked with concern.
"Mr. Death, why are you here..." Yao Long exclaimed upon seeing Death Apostle and tried to get up to greet him. But Death Apostle reached out to hold him down gently, urging him to rest.
Unexpectedly, just as Death Apostle extended his hand and was about to speak, Yao Long raised his hand to block him and lightly pushed him away. Before he could say anything else, Death Apostle was almost thrown off balance by Yao Long's gentle shove.
Since I was next to Death Apostle, I quickly grabbed his arm to steady him. Staring at Yao Long in disbelief, I asked, "What are you doing?!"
At that moment, Yao Long sat up in surprise, looking at his own hands with a shocked expression. "I don't know what's happening; it feels like I can't control my strength..."
"Can't control your strength? Is there something wrong with your Void Spirit?" Li Zhisheng asked cautiously. I chimed in beside him, "Yeah, is it that you can't control your Void Spirit anymore?"
"I don't know, it felt like I unconsciously used the power of the Void Spirit just now. What is going on..." At this moment, not only us, but even Yao Long himself appeared to be terrified, as if he feared the Void Spirit within him.
"Could it be that what Shidao gave Yao Long to eat was problematic..." Li Zhisheng asked me.
I thought for a moment; since Yao Long had woken up, he should be fine. The blood he had coughed up earlier must have been due to a ruptured blood vessel inside him, and the accumulated blood shouldn't be related to his inability to control the Void Spirit.
"You all wait here; I'm going to find Mo Shu for clarification." Feeling anxious, I quickly walked toward the door. However, as soon as I stepped outside, I bumped into someone.
"Hey!" I hurriedly dodged aside, but due to the suddenness of the encounter, I lost my balance and started to fall sideways. Just then, a hand caught me and asked, "Are you okay?"
Hearing the voice, I quickly steadied myself and looked at the person in front of me. It was the man who had previously helped me close the Underworld Gate in Huifeng District.
"You're just in time; I was looking for your master. My friend..." Before I could finish my sentence, the man smiled calmly and interrupted me, "I already know. The master has informed me that your friend should be waking up now. He sent me to update you on the situation. Don't worry; let me check on him first..."
With that, he walked over to Yao Long, grabbed his arm, and checked his pulse at his wrist with his fingers while carefully examining him.
Death Apostle watched anxiously and kept asking, "How is he? What's going on?"
After a moment, the man sighed in relief and said, "Don't worry; your friend is fine. His unstable power is due to being impacted by the strong force within the Azure Spirit, which has temporarily made it difficult for him to control the power of the Void Spirit. He will recover after some time. However, during this period, he absolutely cannot expend a large amount of Void Spirit's power; otherwise, he might be in danger."
Just as he was about to leave, I grabbed his arm and asked, "Wait! What kind of danger?! Can you clarify?"
He shook his head helplessly. "The master only told me this much. If you want more details, you can ask my master; however, he probably can't see you right now..."
"Why is that?" Although I knew Mo Shu was likely studying the patterns imprinted from Hu Fang at this moment, it shouldn't mean we couldn't even see him.
"You may not know this, but there are three hidden rooms here. When the master is inside one of them, no one is allowed to disturb him; this rule has been in place for many years."
Upon hearing this, Li Zhisheng stepped forward and whispered to me, "Forget it; since it's their established rule, we can't just break it. Let's wait until Mo Shu Old Senior comes to tell us about the imprint before we ask for clarification together."
"Well, there's no rush. At least Yao Long is awake now..." I turned to look at Yao Long on the bed. He was sitting with his back to us, while Death Apostle and Hu Fang were slowly backing away from Yao Long's bedside, as if they had encountered something terrifying.
"What's wrong with you?" I asked.
Death Apostle pointed at Yao Long in shock. "Yao Long, he seems a bit off..."
Upon closer inspection, I noticed that Yao Long was trembling uncontrollably, causing even the stone bed to shake.
"What is going on?! Is this within Mo Shu Old Senior's expectations?!" I asked the man beside me.
He had somehow already grasped a Black Soldier in his hand, his eyes fixed on Yao Long. "Master indeed anticipated this could happen, which is why he asked us to come..."
As he spoke, several burly figures wielding Black Soldiers rushed into the room...
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