Elder Sun patted Uncle Jiang on the shoulder and then said with a complex expression, "Old Jiang, old Jiang, you are really lucky!"
Yi Ran frowned. He disliked poisons, feeling those insects were too ugly, and besides, his master had once told him that too much greed would lead to nothing good. As a result, he had practiced witchcraft all this time but had never delved into the Gu Art, and his understanding of it was only superficial. If it was only ordinary Gu, by familiarization, he could find a solution, but if it were more difficult, he wouldn't be able to.
He looked at Elder Sun, "Is it true? How is Uncle Jiang's health?"
Elder Sun cursed, "Put your mind at ease, will you. Old Jiang has had this Gu for over ten years, and it has attacked him eight times. If the Mind-Bewitching Gu attacks ten times, it's certain death. Just now, I felt his pulse, and it's almost the same as when he first got the Gu, so he can at least accompany you for another decade or so."
"Ah—!!?"
