245: Curse if you want, it's none of my business

“Two sirs, this isn't a place for fighting. If you wish to have a match, I can send you to another location. Of course, before leaving, you must compensate for any damaged items according to their value!”

The two individuals, who were in a standoff, suddenly heard a voice beside them and both looked towards Chu Mo.

“Compensation? Hahaha! Boy, even the Left Protector of your Seven Kill Hall couldn't do anything to me. What? Do you think a mere Soul Transformation Stage Cultivator like you can do anything to me?”

Facing the threat from this tiny Soul Transformation Stage Cultivator, the Grand Elder of Youming Mountain found it rather amusing.

However, in just a moment, he couldn't laugh anymore.

His limbs felt weak and soft, he knelt on one knee, his Spiritual Qi was obstructed, and his vision began to blur.

It wasn't just Mingzhu, Grand Elder of Nether Mountain who was affected.

Yang Yixin, Left Protector of Seven Kill Hall and the others were all in the same state.

“It's you… you, you poisoned us…”

Mingzhu, Grand Elder of Nether Mountain's voice was hoarse as he looked at Chu Mo with shock and anger, only to find that this small Soul Transformation Stage Cultivator had already fallen straight to the ground.

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The others had originally thought Chu Mo was the one who poisoned them, but upon seeing him also fall to the ground, spitting black blood and convulsing like he had epilepsy, their suspicions immediately vanished.

“If he didn't poison us, then who did?! Have those Righteous Path Cultivators secretly infiltrated?!” The Grand Elder of Bai Mei Sect's face was grim. He felt weak all over, and at the same time, it was as if a fire was burning inside him, making him extremely uncomfortable.

“The Manggu Red Toad couldn't even absorb this poison.” The Grand Elder of Gu Yue Sect, Hu Yong, spat out a palm-sized toad from his mouth. The toad's body was crimson, and white foam continuously flowed from its mouth.

Clearly, when this Gu worm absorbed the toxins from Hu Yong's body, it only absorbed a portion before becoming poisoned itself.

Yang Yixin, Left Protector of Seven Kill Hall, the Left Protector of Seven Kill Hall, endured the discomfort in his Physical Body by relying on his powerful Physical Body and walked towards the main door.

“No, I cannot fall here. In a few days, the Seven Killings Sacred Sovereign will arrive in Luoshui City. Those who call themselves Righteous but use dirty tricks will surely try to harm the Sacred Lord…”

However, despite Yang Yixin, Left Protector of Seven Kill Hall's desperate attempt to leave, even as the poison spread through his body, he ultimately collapsed in front of the main door.

Everyone in the conference room was spitting white foam and had fallen unconscious.

Another hour passed before the conference room door was pushed open again.

A person entirely shrouded in a black robe slowly walked in. Chains, as flexible as venomous snakes, coiled around the people on the ground and pierced through their shoulder blades.

“Puff, puff, puff…”

“Ding!”

One of the chains, as it approached the Grand Elder of Gu Yue Sect, was blocked by something and bounced away.

Then.

A mass of dark green Qi erupted from his body and covered the black figure in front.

“Oh? Faking unconsciousness, interesting!”

Countless Talismans shot out from under the black robe, colliding with the green Gu poison.

These Talismans emitted a golden light, blocking the green Qi while also absorbing all of it.

The golden Talismans turned into green Talismans, fell to the ground, and then transformed into green liquid, corroding the ground.

Left Dao Talisman — Air Purification Talisman!

“This…” Seeing his Gu poison completely absorbed by the Talismans, Hu Yong was somewhat surprised, but he was only curious about this set of Talismans.

“Heh heh, do you think I only have this much? Then you truly underestimate my Gu Yue Sect. You shouldn't have entered this room. The moment you stepped into this room, victory and defeat were already decided.”

As soon as his voice fell.

The black-robed figure spat out fresh blood, which stained the ground and quickly turned black. Clearly, there was poison in the blood, which meant there was also potent poison in his body.

With a 'thud', the black-robed person fell to the ground, completely still.

Hu Yong spat out a crystal-clear silkworm from his mouth. This was his Natal Gu worm, the Corroding Essence Ice Silkworm, and it was entirely thanks to this Gu worm that he was able to suppress the toxins in his body, feign unconsciousness, and achieve a counter-kill.

“Such methods don't seem like the work of the Righteous Path. It must be some Demonic Path Loose Cultivator. The methods are not bad, but unfortunately, he met me!”

Hu Yong sneered as he looked at the fallen black-robed person.

“Go!”

With a flick of his sleeve, countless black mists surged out, and within this black mist, countless black poisonous butterflies fluttered.

The black mist enveloped the black-robed person, and in just an instant, his body was completely devoured by the poisonous butterflies.

Hu Yong was about to control the poisonous butterflies to kill everyone else and then leave, but he suddenly felt a spatial fluctuation.

He turned his head to look.

Everyone had been teleported away by the Minor Teleportation Talisman.

“When?” Hu Yong's mind instantly replayed the scene of the black-robed person using Talismans to counter his Gu poison.

At that time, many of those Talismans were indeed knocked away, and a few of them landed on Yang Yixin, Left Protector of Seven Kill Hall and the others.

“Damn it!” Hu Yong's face instantly became extremely ugly. He also pulled out a Teleportation Talisman, wanting to leave this cursed place, but the Talisman failed.

Not only did the Talisman fail, but the conference room also drastically changed. Everything around seemed to be reassembling, and then transformed into the shape of a Cauldron.

He himself was inside the Cauldron!!

It was at this moment that a huge phantom projected from the Cauldron. The phantom's appearance was identical to Luo Qingdie.

“Your Gu Yue Sect, Bai Mei Sect, and Youming Mountain are truly un-Dao. You've planted so many spies in my Luoshui City. Do you really think I can't see anything?”

“Today, no matter how many of you come, I will cut down that many! All of you will become fertilizer in Luoshui City!”

“And you three Demonic Path sects, wait until my Revered Master achieves Major Achievement in his divine skill. There will only be one voice in the Demonic Path!”

Hu Yong's face was incredibly grim as he used all his methods to attack the Cauldron.

However.

This Cauldron was crafted by Shen Qingqiu.

During its forging, someone specifically requested the Cauldron to have sturdy properties. Its defensive power was sufficient to serve as the main Magic Treasure for an ordinary Tribulation Stage Cultivator Undergoing Tribulation.

With Hu Yong's methods, he naturally couldn't break through it.

With his attacks proving fruitless, Hu Yong knew he was trapped in the Cauldron and couldn't escape. He was certain to die today, but before he went, he had to gather more information for his sect.

So, he pointed at the phantom and cursed loudly.

“Villain, what is your name, and who is your Revered Master, that commoner? You want to destroy my Gu Yue Sect? Dream on! When I leave here, I will surely slaughter your Luoshui City!”

“Hahahaha! I am Luo Qingdie, the Seven Killings Sacred Sovereign's last Disciple of Seven Kill Hall! And my Revered Master, of course, is the Seven Killings Sacred Sovereign! Also, you want to slaughter my Luoshui City? That's the biggest joke! In a few days, my Revered Master will come to Luoshui City to live for a long time. If your Gu Yue Sect has the guts, come! For every one that comes, I will kill one.”

“Seven Killings Sacred Sovereign's last Disciple, Luo Qingdie! Good, good, good! I've remembered you! My Gu Yue Sect will not let you go!”

“Good! I'll wait for you!”

The conversation ended, and the refining began.

Terrifying fiery flames poured into the Cauldron. This fire was no ordinary flame; it was a Spiritual Fire used for refining Tribulation Stage Magic Treasures.

Once this fire entered the Cauldron, the internal temperature sharply rose.

This forced Hu Yong to use his methods to resist, unleashing all his Gu worms. However, he quickly discovered something was wrong: his Spiritual Qi was rapidly draining away.

While resisting the Spiritual Fire, he looked around.

In an instant, his face turned green.

All around were large formations that isolated Spiritual Qi, as well as large formations that absorbed Spiritual Qi. This meant that his Spiritual Qi consumption would double, and he would receive no replenishment.

“Luo Qingdie! You evil, plague-spreading deviant! I curse you to be hunted by both the Righteous and Demonic Paths! I curse you to be betrayed by your closest people! I curse you to never find a good end in all your lives!!”

Outside the Cauldron, a portion of Chu Mo's Clones consumed Medicinal Pills to restore their depleted Spiritual Qi, while another portion infused Spiritual Qi to activate the Spiritual Fire.

“What a malicious curse! Unfortunately, Luo Qingdie being cursed, what does that have to do with me, Han Li?!”

The great fire refined for three days and three nights.

The curses from within the Cauldron gradually weakened until no sound could be heard at all.

Thus, a generation of Demonic Path's old schemer fell.