Chapter 1056: Three Doors. (Remember history and remember the heroes!)
The white mist was thick and surging like boiling water.
Fu Xuanxu, Zhong Kui Yueji, and Ning Wuye advanced cautiously, surrounded by Talismans that emitted bursts of clear spiritual Qi, following their every move.
An ancient compass floated in front, with runes twinkling in the Void Realm, guiding their path.
Beside Zhong Kui Yueji, clusters of crimson spiritual fire hovered, their flames bright and flickering, yet they could only illuminate a small area; beyond two steps, nothing could be perceived.
At this moment, all the flames burned vertically, exhaling spiritual flames.
Ning Wuye moved silently, a black-sheathed longsword on his back; as he stepped, light burst forth from his eyes, vaguely resembling a drawn longsword, bobbing up and down, exhaling spiritual energy, its sharpness contained but ready to strike.
All three were operating the Spell of Prohibited Breath, locking all their vitality within the small area of their hearts, allowing Yin Qi to permeate their bodies, and soon they were covered in a cold chill, showing no signs of being alive.
As they walked, Fu Xuanxu suddenly transmitted a message: "When we return to the Tea house later, if Senior Sister Yan has already returned, that would be best. If she hasn't, you two can recover in the Tea house, and I will go find Senior Sister Yan alone."
Upon hearing this, Zhong Kui Yueji and Ning Wuye both frowned, and Ning Wuye immediately shook his head and said, "Senior Brother Fu, this is not appropriate. Besides, this matter started because of us; if we go, we go together!"
Zhong Kui Yueji said in a deep voice, "Senior Brother Fu, your strength has greatly increased now, you must have gained some means from the Fallen Immortal. What you can use, we can also use. In that case, if we act together, our chances of success will be even greater."
Fu Xuanxu shook his head slightly, thinking to himself that he had already found Junior Brother Zhong Kui and Junior Brother Ning, and Pei Ling had means to track Li Lieyue. Under normal circumstances, he should be able to save Li Lieyue and Senior Sister Yan faster than him.
If he returned to the Tea house later and did not see those three, it would mean that the situation Pei Ling encountered was far more dangerous than his own!
He now clearly understood the strength of this Saint of Chongming Sect; even if he now controlled Doomsday Immortal Inversion, he might not be an opponent for this Saint!
And for a danger that even the other party couldn't handle, if the three of them went together, it would only be suicide.
Thinking of this, Fu Xuanxu was about to say something more when the Talisman array surrounding them suddenly ignited without wind. And the Hearts of the People around Zhong Kui Yueji suddenly changed direction, pointing to one side. The longsword in Ning Wuye's eyes paused slightly, emitting a clear chime that only he could hear.
The three quickly reacted: a powerful Ghost was approaching!
Without any hesitation, they immediately retreated in the direction indicated by the Hearts of the People.
Soon, an extremely luxurious sedan chair, adorned with hanging tassels and 瓔珞, came out of the white mist.
This sedan chair was painted in vermilion and gold, carved with countless auspicious plants, figures, Auspicious Beasts, and propitious birds. Around it were exquisitely crafted small palace lanterns, inscribed with the character "囍" (double happiness), its ingenious design and meticulous craftsmanship were truly exquisite.
However, the entire sedan chair exuded an extremely 浓郁 Yin Qi, and wherever it passed, grey-black frost and snow rapidly spread.
The three dared not be negligent, only paying slight attention with the corners of their eyes, lest they be detected by the Ghost within.
Soon, the sedan chair drifted away, disappearing into the white mist.
After waiting patiently for a moment, the three finally emerged from their hiding place.
Fu Xuanxu briefly said, "Let's go quickly!"
Zhong Kui Yueji and Ning Wuye nodded slightly, then quickly left the place.
At this moment, inside the distant sedan chair, Pei Ling, who was seated in the main position, suddenly opened his eyes and said to the Crimson Powder Bride sitting beside him, "It's fine now, take me directly to find the 'Curse' fortune."
Fu Xuanxu and the other two were fine, and this place was not far from the Tea house. As long as these three did not go to other Law-bound places in between, they would surely return to the Tea house safely.
Under the current circumstances, there was no need for him to show himself.
"Yes." The Crimson Powder Bride's voice was soft and charming, her posture respectful, "Master!"
As she spoke, the sedan chair quickly changed direction and floated towards a certain direction.
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You Su Tomb.
A remote corner.
White mist permeated, extremely thick, blurring heaven and earth, leaving only a vast expanse.
A mournful Yin wind came from who knows where, and as the mist surged, as if opening up heaven and earth, three towering gates suddenly appeared.
These three gates soared into the sky, majestic and cloud-piercing, immensely magnificent!
Whether Human Race or bizarre Ghosts, standing before the gates, they were incredibly tiny, like specks of dust.
The first gate's foundation was entirely constructed from tens of thousands of skulls, with two skull mountains facing each other in the distance. At the summit of each mountain stood an impossibly tall, gigantic skeleton!
Standing at a considerable distance from this gate, one already needed to look up to see anything above their knees.
From afar, these two gigantic skeletons resembled a pair of peaks piercing the clouds. They were clearly not Human Race in life, with dozens of skulls on their necks. Their leg bones were bent, in a semi-squatting posture, their heads slightly tilted, like servants, carrying a three-room, five-pillar bright tower archway.
On the carved panels, made of unknown spiritual material, were carved a hundred Ghosts parading at night, with pairs of flickering eyes within, emitting a vast and cold Yin Qi.
Under the hanging flower head were suspended numerous pale, alien skulls, oddly shaped, clashing against each other when the Yin wind passed, producing a chilling sound. The chīwěn (ridge ornaments) and dougong (bracket sets) were all intricately carved with various monstrous Ghost forms. On the main ridge was an enormous skull, like a small mountain, its empty eye sockets pitch black, as if empty, yet also as if hiding countless Ghosts and horrors.
Above the carved panels, a plaque hung high.
However, whether due to the excessive distance or some other reason, the characters on the plaque were blurry and indistinct.
Beyond this first gate, there were two even more majestic and colossal gates, and like the characters on the plaque, they were blurry and chaotic, only an indistinct outline could be glimpsed.
In this place, the white mist could not approach, and the surroundings were vast and open; yet, looking around, there was nothing but these three gates.
Suddenly, a huge Ghost walked out of the thick white mist and headed towards the first gate.
As it stepped, a vast hatred suddenly surged around its body.
This hatred was instantly absorbed by the first gate, leaving not a single drop.
At the same time, the Ghost vanished into thin air.
The originally churning white mist suddenly became quiet.
After a moment, a second Ghost, its body covered in dark green, walked out of the mist, also walking step by step towards the gate.
But soon, just like the previous Ghost, it was drained by the gate and turned into dust, utterly gone.
Following a long period of silence, a group of Ghosts, numbering over a dozen, suddenly emerged from the white mist, but before they could even approach the gate, they were again sucked dry and turned into nothingness.
After several consecutive failed attempts, the commotion in the mist finally completely subsided.
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White mist surged like a tide.
Drops of congealed Yin Qi occasionally dripped, and amidst the incessant "drip-drop" sounds, a magnificent sedan chair hurried past.
Inside the sedan chair, Pei Ling sat high on the main seat, his eyes slightly closed, while the Crimson Powder Bride, in her intricate wedding gown and with her face covered by a bridal veil, stood respectfully to the side.
Her slender, pale, and delicate hands were clasped over her lower abdomen, her posture elegant and serene.
Suddenly, Pei Ling spoke, "How much further?"
The Crimson Powder Bride immediately said, "Master, rest assured, we will arrive soon. However, the creation place of the ‘Curse’ often has others of my kind wandering about."
"If we encounter them, please do not make a move, Master; I can handle it."
Pei Ling nodded slightly, then asked, "What do I need to pay attention to once we arrive?"
The Crimson Powder Bride softly said, "Master only needs to avoid exposing the Aura of a living person."
Upon hearing this, Pei Ling's expression was calm. He was currently continuously circulating the Eclipse Sun Secret Record, so not to mention the Aura of a living person, even if he were to disguise himself as a Ghost, there would be no problem at all.
Thinking of this, he then added, "Tell me about the situation of the creation place."
"Yes, Master!" The Crimson Powder Bride immediately nodded upon hearing this, then straightened her body and said, "When the ‘Curse’ left this creation in You Su Tomb, I had not yet been born."
"Therefore, I know very little about many situations…"
"What I understand consists of two points: First, apart from the ‘Curse’s’ true inheritor, no other being can approach the creation place."
"Of course, the two Taboos currently in You Su Tomb are exceptions."
"And those two Taboos, whether they are not interested in the ‘Curse’s’ creation, or if they had some agreement with the ‘Curse’, is unknown."
"In any case, ever since the ‘Curse’ left, those two Taboos have never set foot in the creation place."
"Second, one of the Taboos once said that whoever obtains the ‘Curse’s’ creation will be able to walk the same path as the ‘Curse’."
"Therefore, over the years, any Ghost with some status and strength in You Su Tomb has wanted to inherit the ‘Curse’s’ creation, intending to become the third Taboo!"
Hearing this, Pei Ling nodded slightly. As long as the other two Taboos did not appear in the creation place, that was good news…
So, he continued to ask, "What exactly is the ‘Curse’s’ creation? Is it related to Great Dao Returning to Void… or life and death?"
At that time, both the Netherblood Ancestor and his Master, Medicine Fairy, had told him that his Opportunity for Returning to Void was in You Su Tomb.
Initially, he thought this Opportunity was the Law place mentioned by the True Immortal Will, but now it seems it is most likely the creation left by the “Curse”!
However, the ‘Curse’s’ Legacy is extremely sinister!
The first person to obtain the ‘Curse’s’ Legacy, Han Sigu, probably has grave weeds as tall as him by now.
Later, Sang Village and Zi Village of Tianwai Island directly took his life.
For this creation, he was already prepared to die one more time…
Just as he was thinking of this, he heard the Crimson Powder Bride shake her head and say, "To answer Master, I do not know either."
"In fact, even in You Su Tomb, no one knows what the ‘Curse’s’ Legacy is like, including the other two Taboos."
Before she finished speaking, the mist ahead grew thicker and thicker, almost solid, practically blocking the sedan chair's path.
And deep within the mist, hatred soared into the sky, congealing like a celestial pillar, yet it was far more vast and boundless than the hatred in all other places before!
The Crimson Powder Bride immediately transmitted, "Master, it's just ahead."
Pei Ling immediately sat up straight and transmitted back, "Go straight through."
Soon, the sedan chair seemed to pass through an invisible barrier, and the view suddenly opened up. The white mist disappeared completely, and three enormous gateways, like ten-thousand-foot peaks, stood silently.
The sedan chair landed silently, and the Crimson Powder Bride explained via transmission, "Flying is forbidden here; we can only walk."
Pei Ling nodded slightly, then walked out of the sedan chair with her.
After they stepped onto the ground, the sedan chair quietly vanished.
Pei Ling looked up at the three gateways.
These three gateways were majestic and grand beyond compare. Their Aura and Qi gave him a very familiar feeling, as if he was directly facing an indescribable great terror, a great calamity!
His instinct, in the depths of his being, frantically urged him to get away! Get away! Get away quickly!
Taking a deep breath, Pei Ling quickly remembered that, back then, after Zi Village on Tianwai Island, the faceless cloth-robed male idol had an Aura almost identical to these three gateways.
He immediately confirmed that the ‘Curse’ had made arrangements here, and the Crimson Powder Bride had not lied to him.
At this moment, even with her face covered by the bridal veil, the Crimson Powder Bride slightly lowered her head, standing half a step behind Pei Ling, as if she dared not look directly at the three gateways.
She immediately transmitted, "Master, by passing through these three gateways, you should be able to see the creation left by the ‘Curse’."
"This is what Weird Mulberry once said."
Upon hearing this, Pei Ling nodded slightly. Just as he was about to summon a vengeful spirit to scout ahead, he suddenly sensed something and looked to his left.
He saw two Ghosts, rich in Yin Qi, appear not far from him and the Crimson Powder Bride.
These two Ghosts were one in front and one behind, their hierarchy immediately apparent.
The noble one walking in front had a cultivation Aura of Dao Integration. Outwardly, he appeared as a middle-aged scholar with a pale complexion and a deep furrow between his brows, as if burdened by worries. He wore a white robe and white hat, embraced by an extremely luxuriant white fox fur, and held a bronze-colored hand warmer from which wisps of smoke emanated.
The Ghost following him had a cultivation Aura of Returning to Void. He wore a simple blue tunic, straw sandals, and a brown headscarf, dressed as a young attendant. However, this attendant’s face had no features, only densely packed mouths. As the lips moved, sharp, eerie white teeth were revealed. From his narrow sleeves, dark green claws emerged, grotesque and terrifying.
The Crimson Powder Bride's expression remained unchanged, and she immediately transmitted to Pei Ling, "Master, the one in front is a subordinate of a Taboo in You Su Tomb, with the title of ‘Yu’."
"As for the one behind, just call him ‘Greedy Slave’."
"‘Yu’s’ subordinate is insignificant."
A Taboo's subordinate?!
Pei Ling was startled, and before he could think further, he heard the Crimson Powder Bride continue, "Master, you don't need to worry. Although his strength is greater than mine, my status is higher than his!"
"We don't need to mind them now; just go and claim the creation."
"With me here, they would never dare to be disrespectful to Master!"
The Crimson Powder Bride's status in You Su Tomb was even higher than this Taboo's Dao Integration subordinate?!
Pei Ling was instantly shocked. He couldn't help but wonder why he hadn't inquired about the Crimson Powder Bride's origin at all during their journey.
Thinking of this, he quickly calmed down and immediately transmitted, "Are you also a Taboo's subordinate?"
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The Crimson Powder Bride's tone was soft and sweet as she replied via telepathic message, “That’s right!”
Upon hearing this, Pei Ling frowned. The Taboo’s subordinate… The Taboo probably hasn't discovered it yet.
After obtaining the good fortune and leaving the You Su Tomb, he must quickly remove the 【Chaos God Parasitic Curse】 and the Heart Demon Great Evolution Curse from this Crimson Powder Bride!
Being hunted by a Void Returning Ghost was better than directly offending a Taboo!
Thinking of this, Pei Ling composed himself and no longer paid attention to "Yu" and the Greedy Slave nearby. Instead, he continued to gaze at the majestic and imposing gateway ahead.
After a moment, he transmitted another order: “Send a few Ghosts forward to scout the way.”
The Crimson Powder Bride nodded slightly: “Yes, Master.”
Her blood-red sleeve moved slightly, and her slender, fair, and tender hand made a grasping motion. Immediately, more than a dozen Ghosts emerged from the ground, their bodies black-green and wrapped in Yin Qi, strangely shaped, and without any hesitation, they walked towards the gateway.
When these Ghosts reached halfway, a monstrous hatred surged around their bodies, as if they were experiencing the most detestable and resentful injustices of their lives.
The next moment, this hatred was immediately drained away by the great door.
Soon, these Ghosts also dispersed, vanishing instantly like smoke and clouds.
Seeing this scene, Pei Ling nodded slightly. It was the 【Grievance Nightmare Divine Power】!
However, this was incomparable to the 【Grievance Nightmare Divine Power】 he could unleash. To approach this great door, he would also need to use the 【Grievance Divine Power】 to resist.
At this moment, the Crimson Powder Bride lightly flicked her wide sleeve, summoning a second batch of Ghosts, preparing to continue walking into the gateway.
Pei Ling, however, slightly raised his hand and transmitted a message: “That’s enough. I’ll go and try it myself.”
“If anything goes wrong, pull me back immediately.”
The Crimson Powder Bride immediately nodded: “Yes!”
Immediately, Pei Ling walked forward. As soon as he took the first step, he felt a tremendous force assault him. His entire body suddenly felt as if several mountains had been pressed upon it, making him incredibly heavy.
Even with his current cultivation, he found it extremely difficult.
He immediately knew that this was the anti-flying Law of this place. At this moment, let alone flying, it was unlikely he could even jump high.
Pei Ling pondered as he continued to walk forward step by step.
As he approached the gateway, a surging hatred gradually grew uncontrollably within his heart.
He hated! The Pan Ya World was so vast, why was he born in a desolate place like Luquan City?!
He hated! His birth father was his flesh and blood, yet why did he despise him, his eldest son, in every way, showing no familial affection that should exist between father and son?!
He hated! His stepmother was unkind. He had clearly given way step by step, abandoning all the rights and status an eldest son should have, yet she remained aggressive, exploiting him to the bone, and insatiably greedy!
He hated! The Clan Head, Pei Xuan, was incompetent, knowing full well the grievances he suffered, yet always turning a blind eye and trying to smooth things over!
He hated! He painstakingly entered the Chongming Sect, but because he had no Spirit Stone to bribe the Disciple, he was forced to kill Miao Chengan and the other two, making it impossible for him to settle down as soon as he entered the Sect!
He hated! Chen Huan and his sister were ambitious and treacherous. With no prior grudges, they actually wanted to use him as a sacrifice for the Soul Devouring Banner!
He hated! Su Zhenhe, as the legitimate son of the Pillow Stone Su Clan and a True Disciple of the Chongming Sect, was born noble and high above. He had not offended him in the slightest, yet he dispatched ten Foundation Establishment Stage household slaves to ambush him when he was still in the Qi Refining Stage, leading to the destruction of his hometown and its complete disappearance…
Pei Ling tried his best to compose himself, wanting to suppress the layers of hatred deep within his heart.
But no matter what he did, he found it difficult to suppress the overwhelming emotions of hatred and anger.
The hatred, like a tangible substance, gradually drifted towards the gateway, just like the Ghosts from before.
Feeling his body rapidly weakening, Pei Ling suddenly sobered up. In his eyes, a dark purple phantom immediately ignited, and countless strange runes intertwined and ascended. He had instantly unleashed the 【Grievance Nightmare Divine Power】!
The hatred that had already drifted out of his body was slowly being reabsorbed by him.
At this moment, Pei Ling’s aura recovered slightly, but the various hatreds in his heart continued to flow endlessly.
Hatred continuously separated from him, and then was absorbed by his 【Grievance Nightmare Divine Power】.
After a moment of stalemate, Pei Ling gradually adapted. He continued to move forward.
Just then, "Yu," who had been standing silently, and the Greedy Slave, who was attending to him, suddenly stepped forward, walking towards him one after another.
Pei Ling’s expression remained unchanged as he continued to walk forward.
The next moment, as if sensing "Yu’s" movement, the festive robe fluttered, and the Crimson Powder Bride also quickly followed.
Soon, the Crimson Powder Bride followed closely behind Pei Ling, to his right.
And "Yu," with the Greedy Slave, walked silently behind Pei Ling to his left.
With her red veil fluttering and her bridal gown like fire, the Crimson Powder Bride moved gracefully, transmitting, “Master, with this concubine here, you don’t have to worry about ‘Yu’!”
Pei Ling did not reply, continuing to walk forward step by step.
His hatred evaporated and dispersed like smoke, but under the effect of the 【Grievance Nightmare Divine Power】, it was continuously drawn back into him, a constant tug-of-war.
The Crimson Powder Bride, "Yu," and the Greedy Slave followed closely, showing no intention of surpassing Pei Ling, as if they were all Pei Ling’s subordinates.
“Step, step, step…”
The group got closer and closer to the first gateway. The shadow of the massive skull mountain fell, and countless dark, hollow eye sockets silently gazed at those who stepped forward, a chilling silence permeating the air.
When they were about to reach directly below the gateway, Pei Ling suddenly stopped.
The Crimson Powder Bride, "Yu," and the Greedy Slave also immediately stopped without any hesitation.
The Crimson Powder Bride quickly transmitted, “Master, what’s wrong?”
Pei Ling did not turn around, nor did he use telepathy. Instead, he said directly, “Tell me how to leave the You Su Tomb.”
At this moment, both "Yu" and the Crimson Powder Bride were safe because he was in front, resisting the Devour of the 【Grievance Nightmare Divine Power】 of this place.
Once he could no longer hold on, he would die, and "Yu" and the Crimson Powder Bride would also be buried with him!
Now, none of their three parties could retreat; whoever retreated would die!
This was the best time for him to gather clues!
Her bridal gown stirred slightly. The Crimson Powder Bride clasped her hands over her lower abdomen, standing elegantly. She quickly transmitted, “This concubine can freely enter and exit the You Su Tomb!”
“Once Master obtains the good fortune of the ‘Curse’, this concubine can directly take Master away.”
Pei Ling stood still, as if he had heard nothing.
The Yin wind howled, and the tall, majestic Skull Mountain was silent as death.
The Ming Tower stood majestically, casting a deep shadow.
After waiting for a moment, “Yu” suddenly spoke in a weak, cold voice: “Weird Mulberry, with the promise of any one of the three Taboos, you can leave the You Su Tomb.”
“The good fortune here was also left by a Taboo.”
“There must also be a way to leave the You Su Tomb inside!”
Weird Mulberry…
Three Taboos…
Pei Ling silently noted these down, then asked, “Did you already know I would come here?”
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This time, before the Crimson Powder Bride could transmit her voice, Yu directly replied, "Everything that happens in the You Su Tomb cannot be hidden from the two Taboos now."
"And Crimson Powder and I are subordinates of those two."
At this point, Yu added, "I have been waiting here for many years."
"However, Crimson Powder occasionally goes out to forage in between."
Pei Ling nodded slightly, but he didn't feel much surprise in his heart. His current hatred was repeatedly drawn out by the portal, but his thoughts were clearer than ever before.
The Crimson Powder Bride beside him had been acting all along!
No, it shouldn't be all along…
The Evil Slaying Banner, and the Nether Sky Grand Dream, the Crimson Powder Bride was indeed unable to resist, otherwise, she wouldn't need to act with him.
But after leaving the Tea house, from the moment he and the Crimson Powder Bride rode in the sedan chair together, she should have broken free from his control!
When he was in the dream, one of the three conditions he proposed was to ask the Crimson Powder Bride to tell him a safe passage to leave the You Su Tomb.
The Opportunity left by the Curse in the You Su Tomb was certainly important, but with the Crimson Powder Bride already under his control, he should have first asked for the passage, sent Senior Sister Li and Yan Minghua and others out of the You Su Tomb, and confirmed that they were far from the dangerous place before going to seek the Opportunity alone. This would be much safer and would eliminate any worries.
But along the way just now, he ignored all the truly critical questions!
Including inquiring about her background, it was the same.
It wasn't until he approached the portal just now that Pei Ling, as if waking from a dream, suddenly came to his senses.
He was the inheritor of the Curse, mastering the means of the Curse, and how could the Crimson Powder Bride, as a subordinate of another Taboo, not have some trump cards left by the Taboo?
Thinking of this, Pei Ling continued to ask, "If I still obtain the Curse's Opportunity in the end, will those two… make a move?"
Yu replied concisely, "The one I serve will not."
Upon hearing this, Pei Ling turned his head and looked at the Crimson Powder Bride.
The powdered face under the bridal veil moved slightly, and her bright, delicate lips curved into a charming smile. The Crimson Powder Bride softly said, "The one this concubine serves greatly dislikes the living."
"But, she should also not make a move against master."
Pei Ling's expression remained unchanged, and he pondered inwardly.
He didn't fully believe what the Crimson Powder Bride and Yu said.
But from the current situation, it seemed as if there was some agreement between the two Taboos and the Curse.
The Curse allowed the two Taboos to also send people to seek the Opportunity it left behind, and in exchange, the two Taboos could not make a move against the true inheritor who possessed the Curse's Legacy…
Of course, this was just a guess.
After a brief thought, Pei Ling said, "One last question."
"What if I am not the true inheritor of the Curse?"
Yu said very calmly, "If you can come here, you are the inheritor of the Curse!"
Hearing this, Pei Ling nodded slightly. He had been at his limit for the time he had stayed.
If he delayed for another moment, he might be absorbed completely by the portal, leaving no trace, just like the Ghosts before.
So, Pei Ling stopped speaking and strode forward.
With red skirts fluttering and white robes billowing, the Crimson Powder Bride, Yu, and Greedy Slave immediately followed.
The four figures quickly entered the door, instantly disappearing into thin air, as if they had never appeared, and the surroundings returned to an empty vastness.
The tall and majestic Skull Mountain had existed for an unknown number of years, with pale white bones piled up and stretching endlessly. Yin Qi winds blew from all directions, howling and surging.
In the distance, white mist churned like boiling water, cold and desolate.
It seemed to have remained unchanged for millions of years.
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The swirling mist and heavy chill wrapped tightly around the group.
As the crimson flames flickered, they illuminated the Talismans encircling them, and pure Qi continuously emanated, guarding the surroundings.
Fu Xuanxu, Zhong Kui Yueji, and Ning Wuye had gray-black frost and snow on their eyebrows and eyelashes. They had been walking in the mist for a long time.
The compass floating in front of them showed the location of the Tea house, which was not far ahead.
Suddenly, Fu Xuanxu stopped.
Zhong Kui Yueji and Ning Wuye immediately stopped with him, their Jade Seal and Flying Sword already instantly grasped in their palms.
Fu Xuanxu frowned and transmitted, "We've been walking this short distance for a long time!"
Upon hearing this, Zhong Kui Yueji and Ning Wuye's expressions instantly became solemn.
The Talisman Array, Hearts of the People, and the Sword in the Eye had no reaction, indicating that there were no Ghosts approaching nearby, nor any other dangers.
However, this place was the You Su Tomb, and anything could happen!
After a moment of thought, Zhong Kui Yueji transmitted, "Did we accidentally enter a Law area?"
Fu Xuanxu shook his head slightly, then transmitted, "I've been watching the compass. There are no other Law areas here."
"Moreover, if it were truly a Law area, the surrounding mist would show a clear weakening."
"But we've been in dense fog the entire way."
Ning Wuye nodded, then said, "It's not a Ghost, nor is it a Law area. It's very likely a change within the You Su Tomb itself."
"The compass may not be accurate. We'd best walk back a bit to see if we took a wrong turn earlier."
"That's fine too." Fu Xuanxu pondered for a moment, then raised his hand to put away the compass and nodded in agreement.
The three then turned around and began to walk back.
"Drip-drop," "Drip-drop," "Drip-drop"...
Water droplets condensed from Yin Qi occasionally fell on the soft mud and gnarled dead branches, making cold and desolate sounds.
The three activated their eyesight, carefully discerning the traces on the ground inch by inch.
A moment later, they found that in the mist ahead, a Tea house stood indistinctly.
Its details were unclear, but its outline was extremely familiar.
The three immediately brightened, but did not approach immediately.
Fu Xuanxu and Zhong Kui Yueji immediately carefully checked the Talisman Array and Hearts of the People, repeating it several times. There were no problems, so they then used their means to remotely investigate the situation of the Tea house.
Ning Wuye's eyes were slightly closed, and through the Sword in the Eye, he fully sensed his surroundings.
After a long while, the three were finally able to confirm that the Tea house was fine.
They must have taken the wrong direction earlier!
Sighing in relief, the three then walked towards the Tea house.
Soon, a elegant wooden pavilion appeared before them. Outside the door hung a five-tenths new tea flag, fluttering freely with the white mist and Yin Qi wind.
As if sensing the approach of the three, the wooden door opened inward on its own, just like before.
Everything was so familiar, and the three felt slightly relieved. They immediately walked inside.
"Bang!"
The next moment, the wooden door closed tightly.
Hearing the movement behind them, the three were slightly startled. They looked closely and saw that the corridor in front of them was dark and gloomy, with scattered withered bones, fur and teeth of unknown creatures on the ground, and white mist churning like boiling water outside the glazed windows.
The entire Tea house was empty, with no sign of life.
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Overcast clouds hung low, and the sky was dim.
Under the heavy eaves, rows of iron horses stood motionless.
Carved ridges and embroidered railings, winding paths and covered walkways, jagged lake stones stood scattered, and the branches and leaves of flowers and trees swayed. The vast, deep mansion was empty.
The entire residence was silent.
In a room in the back courtyard, a single lamp flickered, casting shadowy outlines of the surroundings.
The dark blue brocade curtain with gold-threaded mandarin ducks playing in water was tightly drawn, and between the colorful pearl tassels on either side, a pair of mutton-fat jade openwork hooks with intertwined lotus and plum blossoms hung silently, casting long, sharp shadows under the lamplight.
Inside the curtain, Pei Ling suddenly opened his eyes, finding himself lying on a bed of beech wood with begonia flower carvings and gold-painted borders, covered by a scarlet quilt embroidered with phoenixes and peonies.
He was about to release his Divine Thought to investigate when he suddenly felt an emptiness within his body; all his magic power had vanished, and he had become a Mortal!
After a brief moment of shock, Pei Ling immediately regained his composure and quickly surveyed his surroundings.
Through the dark blue curtain, he saw a black lacquered incense table inlaid with mother-of-pearl, depicting dragons playing with pearls, with crane legs and elephant-trunk feet, placed beside the bed. On it was a wooden-inlaid, gold-leafed jade palace lantern with flower and bird patterns. Outside the palace lantern, seemingly to prevent disturbance during rest, a thick green gauze cover had been placed, filtering out most of the light, leaving only a faint glow to escape.
A few steps away from the bed were tables, chairs, clothes racks, screens, and other items. Against the wall, there was also a curio shelf, on which were jade carvings, rockeries, the Four Treasures of the Study, bonsai, and other displays. The largest compartment held a gilded, gem-inlaid longsword.
At a glance, it felt opulent but not cluttered or noisy, indicating that all items had been carefully chosen to complement each other, creating a rather elegant atmosphere.
It looked like the bedroom of a wealthy Young Master in the Mortal world.
However, when Pei Ling's gaze turned to the window lattice opposite the curio shelf, he immediately noticed that all the windows were boarded up, allowing no light to penetrate at all.
He frowned slightly and looked at his hands, quickly realizing that this was not his body!
His memories were intact, but his body had changed. Was this an Illusion Realm?
Pei Ling quickly pondered in his mind, swiftly bringing up the System interface.
The semi-transparent dialogue box quietly displayed his current situation:
Name: Pei Ling.
Race: Human Race.
Gender: Male.
Identity: Saint of Chongming Sect.
Realm: Soul Transformation Peak.
System Status: Activated.
Dao Companion: Li Lieyue, Medicine Immortal, Qiao Ciguang, Ji Shuanger, Zhong Kui Jingyi, Zhou Miaoli, Lin Hanyan, Shen Yinchen, Zhao Juanjuan, Chen Jingmeng, Crimson Powder Bride…
Cauldron: Si Hong Qingyan, Yan Minghua, Wenren Lingse…
Select Cultivation Technique, Select Spell, Select Divine Ability, Select Duration, One-Click Cultivate.
The System interface was as usual.
Pei Ling nodded slightly. The System should still be usable, but he knew nothing right now. Rashly letting the System take over would be no different from seeking death; he still needed to gather clues first.
Thinking this, he prepared to get out of bed, but as soon as he made a move, his body immediately felt weak and sore, his vision blurred, and a sense of weakness surged like a tide, as if he couldn't exert any strength at all.
This slight movement seemed to stir up a faint breeze, causing the candlelight inside the thick gauze cover to flicker.
Immediately, the shadows around him violently shifted, as if countless ghostly entities had been awakened, silently contorting.
After a difficult struggle, Pei Ling finally managed to sit up from the bed. By this time, he was already panting heavily, covered in a layer of cold sweat.
This body was that of a sickly person!
Just then, from beyond the screen, a “creak” sounded, as if someone had pushed open the door and entered.
Pei Ling frowned and immediately lay down, casually pulling the curtain he had just opened back into place, pretending to still be sound asleep.
“Tap, tap, tap…”
Faint footsteps sounded, and soon, a slender figure rounded the screen and entered the room.
The newcomer was a young girl, about sixteen or seventeen years old, with her hair styled in a double bun. She wore a slightly worn indigo blue dress embroidered with goose-yellow broken branches and flowers. On her slender wrist, she wore a silver bracelet as thick as a finger, dressed like a favored Maid.
The girl held a bowl of medicine in her hand, and as if worried about spilling it, she walked very slowly and cautiously. The faint lamplight shone on her face, revealing a mask as smooth as a mirror.
The mask's texture seemed to be wrought iron, dark and cold, polished smooth, with no facial features or holes, appearing extremely bizarre.
The candlelight flickered as the girl walked to the side of the bed, gently lifted a corner of the embroidered curtain, and peered inside.
Seeing Pei Ling with his eyes tightly closed, lying in bed, seemingly still asleep, the girl softly called out, “Young Master, Young Master…”
She called out several times, but Pei Ling continued to feign sleep, showing no sign of waking up.
Seeing this, the girl turned around, placed the medicinal soup on a nearby table, and then, with a “clink,” drew a dagger from her sleeve, walking step by step towards the bed again.
During this process, the girl continued to softly call out, “Young Master, Young Master…”
Just then, Pei Ling suddenly coughed: “Cough, cough, cough, cough…”
The girl immediately put away her dagger.
Inside the curtain, Pei Ling groggily opened his eyes, looked at the girl, and said weakly, “What… what time is it now?”
The girl clasped her hands over her abdomen and respectfully replied, “Young Master, it is now the hour of Chou (1 AM - 3 AM). This Maid has brought the medicine and will serve you now.”
Pei Ling shook his head slightly and said, “I don’t need to be served. I’ll drink the medicine myself later. If there’s nothing else, I want to sleep a bit more. You may leave first.”
The girl immediately curtsied and said, “Yes!”
“Tap, tap, tap…” Accompanied by the same faint footsteps as when she arrived, she quickly walked out.
“Bang.”
The door closed, and only Pei Ling was left in the room.
Pei Ling’s expression immediately turned cold. From the girl's behavior just now, he should be the Young Master of this household, and the other party was his Maid.
The Maid wanted to assassinate him, her Young Master?
Why did she suddenly lose her nerve after he opened his eyes?
After all, he was incredibly frail now, and all his Cultivation was gone.
Regardless, that bowl of medicine could not be drunk!
Also, while the Maid's other attire was normal, the mask on her face was extremely peculiar, and what's more, it had no holes. Her aura was also that of a Mortal. How was she moving normally?
While pondering, Pei Ling used all his strength to struggle and sit up from the bed. Then, with a forceful roll, he finally managed to sit up, leaning against the bedpost.
“Hoo… hoo… hoo…” Pei Ling was panting heavily for a while. He secretly tried to circulate the Forging Bone Art and the Eclipse Sun Secret Record, but neither had any effect.
This place seemed to restrict the operation of Cultivation Technique.
After resting for a good while, Pei Ling recovered some strength. He first leaned on the edge of the bed and walked two steps. Seeing that his body could still support him, he then leaned on the bed frame and walked towards the clothes rack.
On the clothes rack, several robes were draped haphazardly. Outer robes, belts, sachets, jade pendants, and other items were all complete.
In addition, there was a mask hanging there, identical to the one on the Maid's face.
Pei Ling leaned on the clothes rack and rested for a moment, then picked up the robes on it and put them on.
He was now a Mortal, and his body was so weak that he couldn't afford to catch a chill.
It took him a full two quarters of an hour, with several rests in between, before Pei Ling finally managed to put on all his clothes.
By this time, he took a few breaths and looked at the mask that was identical to the Maid's.
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Chapter 1061: Well. (Second update! Please subscribe!)
The mask was dark and seemed to be cast in one piece.
Pei Ling examined it for a moment, then thought about it and put it on his face.
An icy coldness, as if seeping into his bones, instantly enveloped him.
Given Pei Ling's current physical condition, he couldn't help but shiver before he could barely endure it.
Immediately after, his vision was quickly obstructed, but it wasn't pitch black; instead, it was a hazy blur, as if looking through layers of gauze, and he didn't feel suffocated at all.
After completing these preparations, he sat on the stool and rested for another stick of incense before slowly getting up and walking towards the door beyond the screen.
This was the creation of the 'Curse', which could either elevate him to the heavens or condemn him to Myriad Tribulations!
He needed to seize the time now and quickly understand his current situation.
"Crimson Powder Bride, 'Yu', and Greedy Slave, I wonder where they are now?"
"Never mind them for now."
"The 'Curse's' creation is even more perilous than those three!"
"Also, that Maid wants to kill me; I need to find a way to deal with her first!"
As these thoughts spun in his mind, Pei Ling had already reached the door. He didn't push it open immediately but instead poked a small hole in the mulberry paper covering the lattice above the folding door, put his eye to it, and carefully observed the environment outside.
Outside the door was a conventional courtyard.
Under the winding corridor, a draft-proof lamp hung every few steps, illuminating the general layout of the entire courtyard.
Outside the corridor, a circle of flower beds had been built, planted with many low-lying shrubs and plants.
The central courtyard was quite spacious, paved with rectangular bluestones, and in the southeast corner stood a large, leafy tree, possibly a ginkgo.
Beneath the tree was a waist-high water Cylinder with a semicircular cover, on which rested a bamboo dipper, its patterns mottled as if it had endured many years.
The courtyard was empty, dim and hazy, without any insect chirps or bird calls, utterly silent.
After confirming that no one was outside the door, Pei Ling cautiously pushed open the door and stepped over the threshold.
As soon as he walked out of the room, he immediately felt a blast of cold air, seemingly vying to bore into his body.
His body was too weak.
Even though he was wearing many layers of clothes, he couldn't withstand the external cold.
Pei Ling frowned, raised his hand to pull his collar tighter, then leaned on the corridor railing and walked step by step towards the outside of the courtyard.
In the dim light, the chishou and dougong stood silently, and the deep, secluded mansion was as still as death.
***.
The draft-proof lamp swayed back and forth on the branches.
The flickering light caused the surrounding rustling leaves to alternate between bright and dim.
Beneath the dense tree canopy was an ancient-looking well.
The moss on the wellhead had completely obliterated the carved inscriptions, making it appear even more ancient.
Long, dark hair gently rippled, soft as floating water weeds, and through the gaps in the hair, one could glimpse a pale face, an oval face, with a streak of slanting red on her forehead, winding like a vine, making her skin appear even more delicate and flawless.
Her long eyelashes were like fans, her nose bridge was high, but her lips were a ghastly pale, completely devoid of color.
The woman suddenly woke up, opened her eyes, and saw a cramped space, damp moss, and water up to her lips... She was in a well!?
At this moment, except for her head, her entire body was submerged in the well water, her long black hair floating and sinking on the surface, like a giant ink-colored lotus.
The woman's eyebrows furrowed, and she immediately stood up, wanting to leap directly out of the well.
But with a jump, apart from the sound of a few splashes, she remained in the well.
Only then did the woman realize that all her power from the Returning Void Stage had vanished! At this moment, she had become a Mortal woman with no strength to even truss a chicken!
She was startled at first, then quickly became puzzled.
The 'Curse' was a Taboo in You Su Tomb, and the arrangements left by that Taboo were certainly the creation for the deceased, but why did she have to act as a Mortal?
Yes, she was none other than the Crimson Powder Bride, who had entered the 'Curse's' creation ground with Pei Ling not long ago!
As she pondered, a clear voice suddenly came from the wellhead: "Young Miss, where are you?"
"Young Miss, Young Miss..."
"Where are you?"
The voice grew closer and closer, seemingly almost at the wellside.
The Crimson Powder Bride's eyebrows slightly furrowed; she instinctively knew that this voice was looking for her!
Now, if she just answered, the Maid looking for her above should be able to pull her up...
Thinking this, she was about to speak when a wave of fear, like a surging tide, suddenly rose from the depths of her heart.
The Crimson Powder Bride's expression immediately changed. Something was wrong!
When she had just woken up, her body was curled into a ball, and except for her head, her entire body was submerged in water. That didn't seem like she was afraid of the cold; it was more like she was hiding from something!
Realizing this, the Crimson Powder Bride immediately took a deep breath and completely submerged herself, hiding herself entirely underwater.
Soon, the clear voice came directly from the wellhead. A Maid wearing an iron mask and dressed in five-tenths new cloth clothes and skirt peered into the well, looking down.
The draft-proof lamp could only illuminate a small area; three feet below the wellhead, it was a Chaos-like darkness, and nothing could be seen clearly.
The Maid strained her eyes to their limit, only able to see a few shimmering ripples.
She held her breath for a moment, slowly retracted her head, and then continued to call out: "Young Miss, where are you?"
Gradually, the Maid's calls faded away.
After enduring for a long time, estimating that the other party had already left, the Crimson Powder Bride finally emerged from the water, gasping for air in large gulps.
After a moment, she recovered and couldn't help but frown deeply. If she stayed in the well like this, not to mention whether she could find the 'Curse's' creation, her current body couldn't withstand prolonged immersion in well water.
While that Maid was gone, she had to quickly leave this well and then slowly investigate the situation here.
Thinking this, the Crimson Powder Bride began to climb along the well wall.
However, the well wall was covered with thick, slippery moss, and she now had no cultivation, being just an ordinary Mortal woman. She hadn't climbed very high when her foothold slipped, her head hit the well wall, and she fell directly down as she suddenly lost her point of leverage.
Plop!
Water splashed a foot high at the bottom of the well. With the well water as a buffer, the Crimson Powder Bride was not seriously injured, but she had expended a lot of physical strength.
Just as she wiped the water from her face and intended to continue climbing, the Maid's voice came again: "Young Miss, where are you..."
The Crimson Powder Bride's expression changed slightly; the sound would attract that Maid!
Without thinking much, she submerged herself again.
"Young Miss, Young Miss..." The calls grew closer and closer. Soon, the Maid's head reappeared at the wellhead. Beneath the dark mask, she stared intently into the well, which was pitch black, and nothing could be seen.
She called out: "Young Miss, where are you?"
"Young Miss, Young Miss... Where are you..."
A moment later, the Maid left again.
"Young Miss..."
The calls once again faded into the distance.
After a long while, the Crimson Powder Bride's head suddenly emerged from the water, her chest heaving violently as she gasped with restraint.
As she recovered, she looked at the moss-covered well wall in front of her, her brows tightly furrowed.
A moment later, the Crimson Powder Bride caught her breath and immediately began to climb again...
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