Before long, the servants had prepared everything Chen Fan needed.
Chen Fan looked at the pot that was already heated up in front of him and turned his head to Lu Jinyuan, "Take off your clothes and sit in it."
"Ah?" Lu Jinyuan's face was full of surprise.
"Do as I say." Chen Fan didn't want to waste time talking.
Lu Jinyuan had no choice but to obediently take off his clothes and sit in the large pot.
Chen Fan poured the black dog blood and the black chicken blood into the pot, then took a silver needle, looked at Lu Jinyuan's head, and said, "Bear with it; it might be somewhat painful."
No sooner had he finished speaking than he wrapped the silver needle in Spiritual Energy and pierced it into Lu Jinyuan's temple.
Lu Jinyuan instantly let out a terrible scream, breaking out in a cold sweat.
However, to rid himself of the misfortune, he endured the pain and sat motionless in the pot.
