Legend of The Young Master
His ultimate goal isn't power or conquest, but absolute freedom — liberation from death, from the control of powerful lords, and from the confines of this world. Meet Wuyi, formerly a gangster's accountant, now reborn in a world torn between the Righteous and the Demonics. Gifted with a unique ability by the gods of his previous life, Wuyi possesses an exceptional edge in this new realm. While Wuyi yearns for a peaceful life, he's not afraid to become the villain that this world might need. Determined to secure his freedom, he's prepared to upheave this world, paying no heed to its moral divides. He will not rest until he attains the deepest desire of his soul.
Poison
Meiying started to cough.
"Xilai!" Wuyi called.
"I see it, young man."
"Do something!" Wuyi shouted in his head.
Wuyi could feel the poison thickening in the air. It was some curse, the physical manifestation of a curse. He went into his chamber. "I need help. We are going to try something new," he said to his statues.
"A curse. A physical curse – a poison in the air. we need to fix it." He went to the side wall of his chamber.
"None of us have special affinity to wind," he got a message from the statue of harmony.
"But the chamber can manipulate the elements. And we have help from the fort." He reached to the wall.
"Since it's a curse and wind, the statue of knowledge and Light should help resolve it," the statue of harmony communicated.
"That's a fine thought. We just act as conduits." He looked up at the wall of the chamber filled with symbols.