Soul-Cleansing Grass

Inside a private room at a teahouse in Immortal Alliance City.

"I heard that Fellow Daoist Cheng has been collecting Soul-Cleansing Grass. Is that true?"

"Coincidentally, I have some information about it. Would you be interested in chatting with me about it, Fellow Daoist Cheng?"

Madam Lin spoke as if it were a casual remark.

At her words,

Cheng Buzheng's heart shuddered. His step toward the door halted!

He couldn't help looking toward her!

Just then, Madam Lin watched Cheng Buzheng with a smiling face. Her eyes shimmered, filled with a peculiar look.

Madam Lin had taken advantage of Cheng Buzheng's momentary lapse in concentration to cast Charm Arts!

She intended to plant a seed in his mind with her Charm Arts, leaving a hidden means to subdue him in the future.

It was a scheme she had plotted for a long time.

Meanwhile,

Under the gaze of those shimmering eyes, Cheng Buzheng suddenly felt as if spring had arrived, bringing warmth and blooming flowers.

Before he could savor the sensation,

a chill instantly enveloped his mind. That feeling of spring in full bloom melted away without a trace.

"Charm Arts!"

In the blink of an eye, the thought flashed through Cheng Buzheng's mind.

A cold glint passed through his eyes as he stared impassively at Madam Lin, who was casting Charm Arts.

At that moment, Madam Lin felt as though his gaze were a merciless, icy blade scraping at her heart. She instinctively tried to avert her eyes.

But for some reason, her gaze seemed to be beyond her control!

She couldn't look away!

In that instant,

she was like a mortal struggling to survive amid a frozen wasteland. The bone-deep chill numbed her mind completely.

"Backlash from a secret art!"

The thought flashed through her mind.

Terrified, she