Supremely Talented Tyrant

"Sorcery?!"

Hao Jian's gaze fell upon Granny's house; however, Granny's doorway was obviously different from yesterday. At the front door now stood a clothes rack, upon which a black wine jar was tied by a rope, and the wine jar was drenched in bright red chicken blood.

Moreover, the side of the wine jar facing Hao Jian's house was affixed with a dark yellow talisman paper, upon which undecipherable glyphs were scrawled with chicken blood.

Seeing this scene, Hao Jian's face instantly turned cold. His hands clenched tightly, and faint killing intent uncontrollably spread from his body.

"How vicious!"

Biting his teeth, Hao Jian trembled with extreme anger. No wonder Shu Ya suddenly came down with a high fever, and such a bizarre fever at that! The reason for all this was Granny across the street!

"Sorcery, is it?! Just you wait!"

Since Shu Ya's condition has been stabilized, as long as Granny across the street does not amplify the power of the sorcery, Shu Ya's illness will not relapse.

Sorcery is a type of witchcraft and requires a sorcerer with profound mana to perform. Judging by appearances, the Granny across the street is very likely a sorcerer with strong mana.

This level of sorcery typically involves the sorcerer's own blood to inscribe symbols, followed by obtaining an item related to the target of the witchcraft—it could be something the person has touched, or perhaps hair or skin flakes from the individual.

Yesterday morning, Shu Ya accidentally stepped on Granny's foot, which means the medium for this sorcery is likely the pair of shoes Shu Ya stepped on. Although Hao Jian hadn't seen the shoes, he knew they must have been thrown into the wine jar by Granny.

Each powerful sorcerer uses different methods for casting witchcraft, and depending on the strength of the sorcery, they control the use of various mediums.

If Granny used her own blood to write a talisman and sprayed her own blood over that jar, it wouldn't just be a fever for Shu Ya—it might lead to fatal consequences.

Since the opponent is using animal blood as the casting medium, Hao Jian naturally has a way to counteract it. If Granny were using her own blood, it would be slightly challenging for Hao Jian to handle.

"Scissors..."

Hao Jian rushed back into the room, retrieved a large pair of scissors from a drawer of the tea table, and went to a corner where he pressed a spot, causing a box to eject directly from the wall and land steadily into his hands.

Upon opening the box, a splash of red caught his eyes. The box was filled with fine red sand-like material, named Cinnabar, a type of mineral. Since buying it, Hao Jian had left it in the corner, never using it.

He originally planned to keep this stuff as a precaution for unforeseen circumstances, but unfortunately, since purchasing it, there hadn't been a reason to use it.

Yet today, he could finally bring this Cinnabar to light.

For others, Cinnabar is only paint or medicine, but in Hao Jian's hands, it can instantly transform into poison—fatal poison!

"Alas, I was planning to use it on enemies, but today it's going to be used on Granny."

Holding the box of Cinnabar, Hao Jian turned to glance at the bedroom, sensed that all was calm, then walked back to the tea table with the box.

To Hao Jian, anyone who dares to harm his woman is his enemy, regardless of whether the person is a three or four-year-old child or a seventy or eighty-year-old elder.

Once someone has harmed his woman, they must pay the price. Otherwise, he wouldn't be taking out this box of Cinnabar, for once it's out, what happens next would be hard for him to predict.

"Enough, enough, let's have some fun next. Let's see whether your witchcraft is more powerful, or my newly invented magic technique!"

Looking at the two items on the table, Hao Jian's eyes turned icy. His hand reached down to the sofa, pulling out a long red strip of cloth.

To prevent spilling the Cinnabar, Hao Jian deliberately placed an old newspaper on the ground as a mat, upon which three items were steadily placed: a pair of scissors twenty centimeters long, a box filled with dark red Cinnabar, and a two-meter-long red strip of cloth.

"Begin!"

As he looked at the three items, Hao Jian's eyes gradually became solemn. He took a deep breath before exhaling slowly. As his breath left him, a mysterious aura inexplicably emanated from within him.

This aura was like the warmth of dawn, like the crisp autumn breeze, or like the ice of midwinter. As the aura leaked out, Hao Jian's originally crimson palms suddenly gained a hint of blue glow.

"Swish!"

The blue glow emanated like fireflies, swirling around Hao Jian, and unknowingly, his hand grasped the twenty-centimeter-long scissors.

The scissors closed, and Hao Jian's right hand grabbed a handful of Cinnabar from the box, quickly spreading it evenly over the scissors.

Once Hao Jian finished applying, the scissors that once shone with metallic gleam became a pair of bright red scissors, as if soaked directly from within blood.

If you observe carefully, you might notice that as the cinnabar is applied to the scissors, the original blue glow surrounding Hao Jian has dissipated quite a bit.

The remaining blue glow is dim and lifeless, as if it will extinguish at any moment.

"Suppress!"

Seeing the application complete, Hao Jian suddenly made a gesture, a faint blue glow appeared in his hand, then swiftly ran into the scissors.

"Puff!"

Following the blue glow was a mouthful of extremely crimson blood; this blood fell onto the scissors, quickly spreading along with the cinnabar. Simultaneously, Hao Jian bit his tongue again, spat out another mouthful of fresh blood, three consecutive mouthfuls finally coated the scissors fully.

A faint smell of blood emanated from the scissors, causing one to frown slightly. Cinnabar inherently fears blood, but by infusing it with his essence blood, Hao Jian fully activated its potential efficacy.

Should an ordinary person inhale this bloody scent, they might need to rush to the hospital, as scents like this are mixed with cinnabar.

Normally, a small amount of cinnabar wouldn't cause poisoning, but these cinnabars infused with Hao Jian's essence blood would be unbearable even in the slightest bit, let alone one mouthful.

"Bind!"

Hao Jian suddenly growled lowly, making gestures in succession, a faint blue glow floated out, landing on the scissors. At the same time, his hand swiftly grabbed a red cloth strip from the side, and in a rhythmic manner, tied this two-meter-long red cloth onto the scissors.

Once everything was done, a slight arc appeared at the corner of Hao Jian's mouth. The bloody stench and blue glow surrounding him vanished as everything concluded.

"Next, let Granny suffer a bit!"

Hao Jian shook his head, then grasped the scissors, slowly stood up, with a smile on his face and some anticipation, but upon closer look, a slight, almost imperceptible paleness appeared on his originally rosy face.

Clearly, losing three drops of fresh blood was no easy task for Hao Jian; at least he needs a day's rest to recover.

But all this is worthwhile as long as that Granny suffers.

And this is the only way to vent Shu Ya's anger, after all, you can't just solve the Granny without any evidence, right?

Granny isn't someone from the underworld, resolving her would make it difficult for Hao Jian to explain to the old man from the Ministry of Defense, let alone if he claimed Granny used sorcery, who would believe it?

By saying this, others would just consider you superstitious and not take it seriously, as these things are indeed mystical.

Since the opponent used sorcery, Hao Jian needed to break this sorcery. In the world, everything has a balance of yin and yang. Granny's sorcery belongs to the yin type, while Hao Jian's scissors, coated with his essence blood full of yang energy, aided by cinnabar and red cloth, and being made of yang metal itself,

the combination of these four elements is enough to break Granny's talisman sorcery, and it can even cause a backlash to Granny, though the backlash won't be too strong. ThischapterwasoriginallypostedonM^VLEMPYR.

Tying these scissors wrapped with red cloth at the door of the house, the wind blew, carrying a faint eerie scent that suddenly spread, then drifted to Granny's door opposite.

"Half an hour..."

After placing the scissors at the door, Hao Jian returned home, tidied up the mess he made, and suddenly a strange smile curved at his mouth, his eyes gleamed with mockery.

Half an hour later...

"Boom!"

A massive explosion sound suddenly came from outside. Upon hearing it, Hao Jian, who was half-closing his eyes, suddenly opened them wide, stamped his foot on the ground, leaped over the sofa, and ran to the balcony.

When Hao Jian came out, he just saw the black liquor jar hanging at Granny's door explode into countless fragments, scattering everywhere, making Granny's doorstep a mess.

But the main point wasn't this; a pitch-black crow suddenly flew out from the exploded jar, with bean-sized eyes full of spirit, flapping its wings. Through the half-open window, it flew into Granny's house, carrying the same aura as the one on the scissors.

Three minutes later...

"Ah!"

A horrifying scream suddenly erupted from Granny's house...

"Heh heh, it's done."

Upon hearing this scream, a smile appeared on Hao Jian's face, he then pulled out his phone from his body and dialed the emergency number for the hospital...