If You Can't Solve It With Violence... Use More Violence.

"H-how did you do that?" asked the sect master, sock and awe clear in his eyes, he was still unbelieving of the situation happening even after clearly seeing with his own eyes.

"What do you mean how? It's just that easy," I shrugged.

"You can't be telling me it's that easy and be done with! The curse of the Demon Visage is something that the greatest physicians of the Poison Sect and the Medicine Sect couldn't even figure out, and you cured it in less than a breath's time?!"

"Well, that's because you all been looking at it as a Curse, when it was not," I said.

"What do you mean? The more you speak the more confused I become," the Sect Master shook his head.

"It's a disease, more than it is a curse, that demonic-looking face on your arm was basically a rash, as for the disease, it was causing the troubled fluctuations of your inner Qi. So by administering a specific poison, you can immediately reverse the effects," I said.