Hearing my words, the mortally wounded Chang Hao immediately became anxious, "Madam... no, that staff carries an ancient Yellow Immortal curse... My life is worthless, not worth implicating... Madam..."
"What Yellow Immortal curse, to a descendant of the Lin Family, it's nothing but trifles and petty tricks," I gave Chang Hao a reassuring look.
Having heard my arrogant words, Chang Hao's snake eyes widened.
He stared blankly at me...
"You must believe that there's always something to restrain another in this world, I'm an expert in exorcising evil and breaking demons." I walked to Chang Hao's seven-inch point, bit my finger, and used the blood on my fingertip to draw a high-level Evil-Breaking Spell on my palm.
To be safe, I surrounded the staff's top, bottom, left, and right.
With a greenish-blue cloth strip of Mystic Thunder for Evil Subjection, preventing evil energy from spilling over.
