I Have A Dual World Seal

Chapter 1143: Chapter 1142: The Curse Takes Effect

"So, is Great Jing entering a time of turmoil or what?"

Lu Zheng had trapped the Demon, using Innate Cloud Qi to bind and grind it down. No matter how many Magic Secret Techniques it cast, it simply couldn’t break out of the Cloud Qi barrier.

And Lu Zheng still had time to chat. "It’s only been how long, and we’ve already had the Illusionary Yin Divine Monarch from the Netherworld and the Yueyou Ancestor, then Master Yun Ning falling into demonic ways, and now the Primordial Fang Dog Demon Venerable whose True Spirit descended to the mortal world. All of them popped out in such a short time. If I’d run into these people right when I first got to Great Jing and got targeted, I’m afraid I wouldn’t even have been able to escape by crossing worlds."

Si Lingxi shook her head. "These people have always been around, but if your cultivation isn’t enough, you just won’t run into them."

If Shen Ying’s cultivation and status weren’t enough, would the Court have officially conferred her title and sent the Peach Blossom Celestial Maiden to patrol the realm?

No, so naturally she wouldn’t have met the Illusionary Yin Divine Monarch or even heard of the Yueyou Ancestor.

If Lu Zheng’s cultivation wasn’t enough, could he have saved Yang Caiyi and brought her back?

No, so of course he wouldn’t have run into Master Yun Ning and would’ve just brushed past.

As for this Primordial Fang Dog Demon Venerable, that went without saying. It was only thanks to Si Lingxi that he could use the Cloud Palace Treasure Mirror to see Qingzhou Prefecture.

"Alright then." Lu Zheng rubbed his chin. "So basically, it’s that I’ve gotten stronger?"

Shen Ying hooked her arm through Lu Zheng’s, smiling sweetly. "Lu Lang is the strongest!"

Si Lingxi also smiled. "Ten years of cultivation to reach three thousand years of Dao Practice— even I can’t do that."

Lu Zheng shoved both hands in his pockets, leaned back in a classic tactical recline, and looked around, as if the word ’opponent’ didn’t exist in his vocabulary.

"Boom!"

The fortune-teller suddenly opened his mouth; streaks of blue flame spewed out, spinning into a drill-like shape that both shielded him and shot straight toward the sky.

"Break!"

Lu Zheng reached out and grabbed; the Innate Cloud Qi formed a giant hand that closed tight.

With a "bang," that Demonic Qi drill was crushed in the giant hand, scattering into streams of light, while the Demon itself was seized in its palm.

"Aaaargh!"

The Demon roared, barely breaking free. Demonic Qi drifted off its body in tatters, its core aura withering, clearly injured and its momentum sharply diminished.

Then...

A cluster of scarlet Phoenix Divine Fire suddenly ignited beneath it, wrapping it up like a human-shaped cocoon.

"Honey, turn up the heat!"

After roasting it for a bit, Lu Zheng sensed the Demon’s foundation and decided he didn’t want to waste any more time.

Si Lingxi chuckled, extended a finger, and a streak of golden light flashed through the Phoenix Divine Fire. The flames surged, carrying endless Phoenix Spiritual Power as they instantly wore away all of the Demon’s protective Demonic Qi.

"Boom!"

From bone to blood, everything was burned to ash, turning into a wisp of black smoke that scattered with the wind.

"Buzz!"

Only a bit over seven hundred strands of Light of Fortune flowed into the Mind Jade Seal— better than nothing, you could say.

The Jade Seal: "..."

"Done! Wrap it up!"

Lu Zheng clapped his perfectly clean hands, then took three skewers of roast squab off the grill, brought them to his nose for a sniff, and said, "They’re done. We can eat."

...

The next day, the common folk of Qingzhou Prefecture noticed that there was suddenly a man and two women on the streets.

The man was handsome and elegant, dignified in bearing; the women were graceful and delicate, their aura as gentle as hidden orchids. At a glance, they were clearly not ordinary people.

The three of them wandered around Qingzhou Prefecture for two days, buying some local specialty teas, pastries, and jewelry. Lu Zheng spent one night with one person each night, enjoying two blissful evenings, and only on the third day did they return to Tonglin County.

They brought Liu Qingyan along and crossed over to Blue Star.

...

Meanwhile, in those few days, some celebrities and idols in Korea were having a pretty rough time.

Song Zhongxian had already returned to Korea. Greeting him at the time were the crazed cheers and enthusiastic support of fans at the airport.

But Song Zhongxian didn’t look too great in terms of spirit. Even a thick layer of foundation couldn’t hide his heavy dark circles. He’d had three strong coffees on the plane, yet walking past the fans he still yawned three huge yawns, and even his gait looked a bit unsteady.

Song Zhongxian’s heart was full of confusion and anger, along with an indescribable dread.

These past five or six days— to be precise, ever since the night he saw the video posted by Zhao Xiaodao— when he was taking a shower, he’d noticed that his hair was falling out in quantities obviously greater than normal.

He just hadn’t thought much of it at the time, assuming it was because he’d had too many social engagements during the film festival.

But that very night he was jolted awake by a nightmare. When he checked the time, he’d only been asleep for less than an hour.

He lay there recovering for a long while, then went back to sleep, only to wake up again in less than an hour. After repeating this over and over, his total proper sleep time for the whole night was probably under four hours.

So the next morning, he discovered he’d developed a mouth ulcer.

Even then, Song Zhongxian didn’t think too much of it. He assumed the nightmare was caused by the anger and fear he’d felt over being recorded, and that the fatigue and poor sleep had led to the mouth ulcer.

So he still went ahead and took part in a film promotion event that day. It wasn’t until that night, when he returned to the hotel, that he noticed blisters had formed on his feet.

Song Zhongxian: ???

He’d worn the shoes that suited him best and hadn’t walked all that much that day, so how could he have blisters?

He called the hotel masseur to give him a thorough treatment, took a hot bath, anxiously cleaned up the hair he’d shed, calmed himself down and went to sleep— only to be jolted awake by another nightmare at midnight.

Song Zhongxian: !!!

Because he was directly involved, he’d also watched Zhao Xiaodao’s video at the first possible moment.

But just as he could do nothing about Zhao Xiaodao, Zhao Xiaodao couldn’t actually do anything to him either.

In Song Zhongxian’s view, Zhao Xiaodao had recorded that video just to give an explanation to her domestic fans. As for overseas, nobody cared about her in the slightest.

To put it bluntly, it was just the two sides disgusting each other in their own home markets.

So Song Zhongxian just smiled without comment and didn’t take it seriously. As for the Hua Country market... it was so big, and it wasn’t like Zhao Xiaodao could cover the heavens with one hand; he could still work with others in the future.

However, when he was jolted awake by another nightmare the next night, feeling the burning pain in his mouth and the sharp sting in his soles whenever they rubbed against the sheets, things were no longer the same.

Song Zhongxian decisively grabbed his phone and opened Zhao Xiaodao’s video again.

Mouth full of ulcers, pus oozing from the soles, nightmares every night, all your hair falling out.

Song Zhongxian: d(ŐдŐ๑)

Black Magic? Witchcraft? A curse?

Thinking back to how he’d suddenly lost his reason and memory that day, and somehow ended up on the street taking off his clothes, the cold sweat that had just broken out from his nightmare started pouring even harder.

What the hell is going on? What do I do?

Is there really some kind of mysterious Spell like this, or is it just in my head?

Song Zhongxian didn’t sleep at all that night, spending the whole time just wanting to flee Hua Country. As a result, the next day he flew home, which led to the scene described above.

But unfortunately...

Even after he returned to Korea, the situation he was experiencing not only failed to improve— it actually got worse and worse!