"Senior sister, greetings!" All the disciples in the courtyard knelt on one knee, clasped their hands in a fist, and shouted respectfully to the purple figure standing on Su Baiyi's shoulders. Even Xie Yuling, who was always cold and proud, was no exception. Only Feng Zuojun still yelled, "Senior sister, have a look at this guy. Is he possessed or what?" The woman in purple lightly flicked her sleeve and jumped down from Su Baiyi's shoulders. She bent down slightly and looked at Su Baiyi's pupils. She asked, "What did you do to him?" Xu Zhe immediately ran over and said, "We only used some sleeping bone incense on him." "Sleeping bone incense? Shouldn't that make him fall asleep? How did he become this inhuman and ghostly in appearance?" The woman in purple stretched out her slender finger and gently pinched Su Baiyi's chin. "His pupils are light blue..." "They were fire red at first." Feng Zuojun reminded. "Should we call Master Zhou Zheng over?" Xie Yuling asked. "Is there an antidote for sleeping bone incense?" The woman in purple asked. "Yes, yes." Xu Zhe suddenly realized and took out a medicine bottle from his chest. He opened the cork. "This is Zhengshen incense. A sniff of this will cure him." As the cork was opened, an indescribable stench spread throughout the yard. All the disciples covered their noses. Feng Zuojun covered his nose too and cursed, "Xu Zhe, what is this thing? I'm about to faint from the smell." With a smile, Xu Zhe ran over to the woman…