"Mouse True Person, don't go inside. Just bring the Frog Immortal Lord here."
"Understood, Master."
Ren Qing stepped into the Shop alone and immediately felt a wave of dizziness.
His throat itched slightly. After several involuntary coughs, red rashes began appearing on his skin, followed by an indescribable discomfort welling up within him.
"Immortal Master?"
Mouse True Person had just retreated to the mouth of the alley when he looked back and saw the Immortal Master bracing his right arm against the wall. Then, to his astonishment, the Immortal Master slowly withdrew from the range of untreated illness.
Even when his flesh had been subjected to torment, the Immortal Master had never shown the slightest fatigue. This was the first time Mouse True Person had seen him willingly retreat.
"I'm... fine. Bring the Frog Immortal Lord here as quickly as possible."
Mouse True Person nodded, assuming he had merely seen things wrong.
Ren Qing stood among the corpses for a long time. As his symptoms worsened, his memories involuntarily flashed back to the psychiatric hospital in his previous life. The pain of the cancer that had erupted in his third year of seclusion there remained vividly clear.
That pain had branded itself into the depths of his soul. Even now, it left him shaken.
At the same time, Ren Qing sensed a rustling in his mind, as though a heart demon tribulation was about to be triggered, indirectly affecting him. He could only feel fortunate that he had discovered this flaw in his Dao heart ahead of time.
If a similar heart demon tribulation struck while he was becoming a Profound Immortal, all his efforts might come to nothing.
Croak.
Ren Qing had already heard the Frog Immortal Lord croaking at the mouth of the alley. His gaze fell upon