"Young friend, is there something you need?" the Yuan Jun Taoist asked. He was now on a busy street, with many passing pedestrians. Even more peculiar, there were Immortals flying through the sky on swords.
Regrettably, Ye Jiu had no time to watch, "Immortal, this junior has an urgent matter and needs your help, I hope the Immortal can lend a hand."
"Oh? What is the matter, let's hear it?" the Yuan Jun Taoist spoke kindly, looking at a glance like a friendly grandfather next door.
Hope swelled within Ye Jiu's heart, "It's like this, I have a friend whose body behaves strangely. Someone has placed something called a Poisonous Insect within him, which not only secretes toxins to ruin his health but can even control his body utilizing this small drum."
As Ye Jiu spoke, he showed the small drum to the Yuan Jun Taoist and moved aside to give him a clear view of Sikong Mo, who was lying not far away.
