The boy screamed incessantly, prompting Nezha to withdraw his Samadhi True Fire, leaving the blackened youth standing foolishly in place.
"F-follow me, you three. Master Bian Que is at the far end of the village..."
Amidst the sighs and whispers of the villagers, the trio followed the boy for two kilometers, finally arriving at what was called the "back hill." To their surprise, the area was meticulously maintained—it was a sprawling medicinal garden. In the center of the garden, seated on a rattan chair woven from vines, an old man with a full head of white hair watched them with a detached gaze.
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