Black magic is divided into two types: Medicinal Incarnation and Flying Down.
Medicinal Incarnation refers to cultivating bacteria and microorganisms, then using secret techniques to concoct it. As long as the target ingests it, it can make the victim sick for a short or long period.
Medicinal Incarnation is also famously known as Poisonous Gu.
Thus, there was an early saying that when traveling to Southeast Asia, one should never drink water from strangers, even in crowded places.
Flying Down, on the other hand, is remarkable. Only a Black Magic Master with profound mana can perform it. It can be executed from a distance, and this unscientific evil art bears an uncanny resemblance to the exorcism Sun Yan witnessed Father Laine performing in that murder case apartment with the strength of Holy Words from the Bible—both are supernatural phenomena.
Since it's supernatural, it cannot be explained by common logic.
Currently, Sun Yan first needs to determine whether Chen Xing has been cursed with Medicinal Incarnation or Flying Down.
"I need some time to prepare the ritual. Meanwhile, drink this cup of tea—it can cleanse the impurities from your body, oh right, the toilet is over there."
Sun Yan handed the freshly brewed Inner Cleanse Herbal Tea to Chen Xing, sternly pointing at the toilet door.
If this tea can cure Chen Xing's black magic, that would be the best outcome. If the tea has no effect, Sun Yan can try his own methods later.
Chen Xing took the tea cup, drank a few sips, and weakly urged, "Hurry up, I really feel awful."
...
In the dark room, a skinny man leisurely smoked while stuffing one into the mouth of a child-shaped wooden statue on the offering table.
He sneeringly patted the statue's head, "Recently, there's been a lack of clientele; don't worry, I'll surely find you a good family to enjoy soon."
Just as the skinny man's voice dropped, the straw figure on the offering table trembled, and the insect eggs filled inside were all expelled, scattered across the table.
Seeing this, the skinny man's face instantly changed, his eyes turned fiercely sinister.
"Someone's helping him—he's lucky. Too bad you encountered me; no one has broken my black magic yet."
The skinny man took a rusty nail and forcefully stabbed it into the chest of the straw figure. "I didn't intend for you to die so early; suffering the heart-wrenching agony to death would have been more fun, but now I have no choice."
Soon, low curses echoed around the room.
...
"Sun Yan! Sun Yan!"
The panic-stricken cries echoed throughout the main house. Upon hearing the commotion, Sun Yan quickly hurried over and saw Chen Xing, who should have been in the toilet, rush out in a panic, not even bothering to wear his pants.
Chen Xing pulled open his shirt, pointing fearfully at a fist-sized red blotch on his chest, asked, "Quickly look— I feel something moving inside me, like it's alive."
"Calm down."
Sun Yan looked at the squirming red blotch on Chen Xing's chest with a slightly startled expression, realizing how many kinds of black magic this guy had been cursed with; it's never-ending.
Upon opening the 'Celestial Eye' for examination, Sun Yan instantly saw a turbid miasma constantly drifting from Chen Xing's chest, yet hidden within was something sinister.
If this sinister force fully unleashed, Chen Xing wouldn't survive today.
This unlucky event mustn't be allowed by Sun Yan; he pulled out the Ghost Torturing Stick to press against Chen Xing's chest, suppressing the thing inside: "Follow me, don't move."
After facing so many bizarre occurrences, Chen Xing had already considered Sun Yan as his only savior, naturally not daring to disobey his orders.
Under Sun Yan's guidance, Chen Xing followed him to the offering table and saw the majestic True Monarch of Pure Origin and Mysterious Dao statue.
"True Monarch above, please lend me your aid."
Sun Yan raised the statue with one hand and forcefully pressed the base against Chen Xing's chest. Instantly, green smoke arose; Chen Xing's chest sizzled.
A large amount of thick black water flowed out from his chest, and upon close examination by Sun Yan, a chopstick-length red-backed centipede broke through Chen Xing's skin and emerged.
The centipede seemed deflated, weakly moving its body.
Sun Yan swiftly swung the Ghost Torturing Stick, striking it to the ground.
Within seconds, the centipede struggled helplessly, losing the capability to move.
Seeing such a large centipede hidden inside his body, Chen Xing's eyes widened to the extreme, left speechless for a moment.
With the centipede leaving his body, the heart-stabbing pain inside him vanished, making him feel much lighter, proving Sun Yan's exorcism methods truly effective.
Wiping the black water off the base, Sun Yan respectfully placed the True Monarch statue back in its place and turned to say, "The black magic on you has been removed by me, but generally, a Black Magic Master's curse begins and ends with a purpose— you're not entirely safe yet."
Witnessing Sun Yan's methods firsthand, Chen Xing was deeply convinced, not daring to question.
"Sun Yan, please help me again. What should I do to survive? Rest assured, money is not an issue; I'll pay enough." Chen Xing trembled, clutching Sun Yan's arm as if grasping a lifeline.
"No rush over money. Honestly tell me whether you've offended anyone in Southeast Asia."
Chen Xing instinctively answered, "No, absolutely not, I always go there for women; how could I offend anyone?"
Sun Yan smiled ambiguously, "Cursing for money or love are the common reasons; offending a woman while pursuing them is a risk. Think carefully and speak the truth— if I can't find the curse's medium, it'll be challenging to help you."
Chen Xing's expression shifted repeatedly, at times hesitant, at times uneasy.
"If you really don't want to say, just leave it; don't force yourself."
"Say, say, I'll say, I'll say."
Chen Xing bit his lip, seemingly determining something, his face awkwardly said, "This time when I traveled to Southeast Asia, I met a pure-looking student girl locally. Liked her at first sight, pursued her within days,
As you know, I can't stay there for long. Whenever I wanted to engage with her, she'd refuse. Desperately, I had no choice but to get her drunk and deceitfully in bed, only after solemnly swearing to marry her, she calmed down; if offending, she'd be it."
Sun Yan continued questioning, "What happened then?"
"I lied to the student girl that I was returning to North America for work soon and would come back for her. On my last night, she gave me this Buddha Pendant and gratified several poses she had previously denied."
Suddenly realizing, Chen Xing angrily cursed, removing the Buddha Pendant from his neck, "I see! That slut, truly ruthless."
He attempted to throw the Buddha Pendant on the ground, but Sun Yan promptly stopped him, taking the pendant himself.
"The Black Magic Master aware of the curse lifted from you will surely know it's been broken. For safety's sake, I'll keep this medium here. I advise you to avoid Southeast Asia for several years, unless the Master is driven mad enough to chase you to North America; otherwise, you'll be safe there."
Even the greatest Black Magic Masters cannot place a curse again across the entire Pacific Ocean— such a feat would require divinity, not humanity.
Sun Yan picked up some ash from the offering table and casually painted some unintelligible symbols on Chen Xing's face, "Remember to bathe, change clothes, eat vegetarian, avoid meat, women— persist a week, and your body will recover."
If it's Medicinal Incarnation, the Inner Cleanse Herbal Tea alone could purge the filth within Chen Xing.
If it's Flying Down, using the True Monarch statue should have expelled the last black magic in Chen Xing— a night's sleep shall restore normalcy.
Such casual talisman painting, advised disciplines are merely for ritualistic sensation to ensure Chen Xing won't get paranoid.
Under Sun Yan's psychology tricks, Chen Xing believed wholeheartedly, constantly bowing in gratitude to Sun Yan.
"Thank you, Sun Yan, truly thank you. Someday, I'll treat you to a meal; if there's nothing else, I'll bathe and change clothes now, too filthy to stay longer."
Relieved, Chen Xing departed under Sun Yan's watch, driving away from Gospel Town.
"Hopefully, he learns his lesson, avoiding danger this time; next time may not be so lucky." Sun Yan muttered, dismissing the matter.
Today was truly a good day, earning fifty thousand US Dollars without effort— fantastic!