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"": "Wen Qing and Wen Chang, the two Taoists, were carrying a large tub nearly a meter in diameter. They set it down in the center of the courtyard.
Wen Ye walked toward the tub. Zhang Yunni looked at Luo Bin and gave a slight nod, signaling for him to do as instructed.
Luo Bin returned to the room and took off his outer clothes.
There was one small detail: Luo Bin hid a cloth pouch he had been carrying somewhere else.
Then he went back into the courtyard and climbed into the tub.
Several Taoists immediately lifted sacks and poured glutinous rice into it from several directions at once.
Luo Bin let out a muffled groan, his eyes suddenly widening.
An indescribable burning sensation surged from every place where the rice touched his body.
He had felt a burning sensation when touching certain Fate-Suppressing Objects, too, but never anything this intense!
It was only glutinous rice. How could it be more powerful than Old Tortoise had been at first, or the Five-Element Seal afterward? Was it because so much of his body was touching it? Was there so much rice that quantity had become quality?
At that moment, Luo Bin's head buzzed.
He involuntarily swallowed.
Wen Ye had already reached him.
The disciples quickly backed away. Wen Ye held a tray containing several things, of which Luo Bin recognized only one: cinnabar.
Wen Ye grabbed a handful of cinnabar and flung it across Luo Bin's face.
To Luo Bin, it felt exactly like a handful of red-hot steel nails being hurled into his face!
The pain made him scream.
"What stubborn poison!" Wen Ye barked. He grabbed a handful of grayish-white powder from the tray and scattered it over Luo Bin again!
A faint smile