Cultivating In Secret Beside A Demoness

1404  Smiling San Sheng, You're Despicable Scoundrel, How Dare You Oppress The Shangguan Clan?! (2)

Some ordinary clan members in the back had already fallen asleep.

For the young people in their teens or twenties, being here was just a waste of time.

They might as well sleep.

The remaining people were talking about things around them.

No one took the Hundred Nights Curse seriously anymore.

However, midnight arrived quietly.

Suddenly, a dark red cursed aura began to circulate among everyone.

Not many people noticed it. Even if some people noticed the strangeness, they just thought today was different.

Before they could think further, a faint pain emerged in the center of their foreheads.

Everyone paused, feeling odd, and subconsciously touched their foreheads.

Those who were sleeping turned over in unease.

The ones who sensed the change in their foreheads, like Shangguan Qicheng and others, felt astonished.

This had not happened before.

But thinking back, it had occurred at the beginning. Perhaps the counterattack this time was more severe.

It should soon be suppressed.

However, the pain in their foreheads did not diminish. Instead, a red glow appeared and extended throughout their bodies.

Then, it spread throughout their entire bodies with lightning speed.

The next moment...

"Ahhhhh!!!"

Countless screams rang in the surroundings.

They were in excruciating pain, and their bodies felt as if they were being torn apart. Their strength dissipated, and their breaths became chaotic.

The people who were sleeping immediately clutched their necks and screamed in pain.

They did not know what had happened, but the pain had come suddenly.

There was no time to brace themselves.

Those who were talking among themselves fell silent. Their eyes popped, and their veins bulged.

The immense pain made them hit their heads against the ground.

Immediately after, they screamed for help.

"Mom, Dad, save me, please save me!"

"Clan Chief, what's happening? Why is it like this? It hurts! It hurts so much!"

Others curled up on the ground in pain. The immense pain brought back the fear of the curse.

Many looked toward the Clan Chief.

They called for help.

Shangguan Qicheng and others were bewildered.

The curse did not spare them.

They were in intense pain. It was as though their bodies and souls were being torn apart piece by piece.

"What's happening?" someone asked while they endured the pain.

"Is there a problem with the forbidden area?" Shangguan Qicheng was shocked. "Impossible! No one could enter that area. This can't be happening."

However, no matter how confident he was, the Hundred Nights Curse still came.

The intense pain hammered his heart.

Pfft!

He spat out a mouthful of blood.

Shangguan Qicheng gritted his teeth and looked toward the mountain peak.

Without hesitation, he leaped up and flew into the forbidden area.

He had to see if something was missing.

But the reality was harsh.

As he entered, he found the forbidden area empty.

He was filled with shock and anger. "Who? Who did this? Impossible! Smiling San Sheng, you! You despicable scoundrel. How dare you steal our clan's sacred object?"

At this moment, the Hundred Nights Curse covered his spirit and body.

The immense pain caused his power to become chaotic, and he fell from a height with a crash.

Shangguan Qicheng's angry voice reverberated everywhere. "Smiling San Sheng, come out if you dare! Fight us fair and square. What's the point of these underhanded tactics when you claim to be the best in history?"

"Come out!"

Some others at the forefront also shouted in anger.

"Despicable Smiling San Sheng, do you think we'll submit to this? Keep dreaming."

"You're just worried we'll surpass you in the future."

"Such underhanded means."

"Give us time, and surpassing the best in history won't be impossible."

"Best in history, my foot, you were severely injured by the Five Demons."

"Calling yourself the best in history is a joke! You dare to admit it?"

"The so-called greatest in history was defeated and retreated like a turtle in its shell! Now, he's here to show off!"

"Ah! Our Shangguan clan will surely survive this, but you'll regret it in the future."

No matter how much they cursed, no one responded.

Or rather, no one heard them.

Their rage echoed only in their own ears.

Of course, any fantasies were their own.

No one cared for them, and no one targeted them.

Everything just followed its natural course. The circle was complete. They had returned to where they started.

No one resented them or targeted them.

Screams continued to resound in the surroundings. Those who had never experienced the curse recalled past joys.

As time passed, some who had been cursing were already on their knees and were begging for mercy.

Even if they fainted from the pain, it was all in vain.

Shangguan Qicheng lay on the ground and wailed in pain.

He recalled the letter and the choice he had made back then.

He regretted it.

Unfortunately, there was no medicine for regret in this world.

...

On the other side, Shangguan Qingsu, who had been waiting for the Hundred Nights Curse to arrive in a secret room on the island, was lying on the ground.

She curled up and waited for the pain, but she did not feel any.

However, she did not dare to let her guard down. The pain always made it feel like time was passing slowly.

There was not much time left.

It was not even midnight yet.

Indeed, after waiting a while longer, she felt a burning sensation on her forehead.

It had come.

She felt despair but quickly closed her eyes, and she stuffed a cloth in her mouth to wait for the pain to come.

But...

The burning on her forehead kept recurring, but no pain appeared.

What was happening?

Puzzled, she suddenly heard the sound of water.

It seemed a river had reached her, and streams extended toward her.

She thought she saw someone standing on a leaf and floating to her from the river.

At first, she thought it was an illusion.

But a voice broke her thoughts.

"Shangguan Qingsu?" said an emotionless voice.

"Who are you?" Shangguan Qingsu sat up and looked around.

She thought the person might not hear her, but she got a response.

"According to the agreement, you will no longer be affected by the Hundred Nights Curse. But that's not enough, so I'll teach you a technique. You're the first to receive my teaching and can freely practice the Longevity Clan's methods. But remember, this is only for you. Your ancestors made their choice. But now, you're breaking free, and I've paid a great price for this. No more idle talk… let's begin. I'll teach you the Yama Mantra," the low voice said.

Shangguan Qingsu was confused.

Soon, she understood that someone was looking out for her. She was about to break free from the Hundred Nights Curse.

Moreover, the person was going to teach her a technique.

Why would anyone help her so much?

Who could help her?

There was only one answer.

Smiling San Sheng!

Realizing this, her eyes filled with tears.

...

At night, Bi Zhu stayed in a large city.

She took Qiao Yi out for a stroll.

"Why are you wandering around here, Princess? We should be heading to the next place," Qiao Yi said.

"I feel that this place is a little strange. It seems that we really have gained something from going to the South," said Bi Zhu and smiled.

"This street has never had big problems. They say it's because an immortal lives here. It wasn't noticeable before, but as the Great Era approached, it became even more obvious. I wouldn't have noticed, but after coming here, I'm sure there's something off here. I need to see who's living in seclusion here."