Free Web NovelChapter 535: Chapter 533: The Despairing Curse Power, Gong Xuan’s Threat
Yun Yao removed her black veil, revealing her scar-covered face.
Without these scars, she would have been a peerless beauty, but...
These scars started on her face, snaked down her fair neck... and continued all the way down her smooth back, covering it in marks.
Twisted and ugly.
Seeing Yun Yao about to undo all her clothes, Chu Sheng’s eyes widened as he buzzed:
"BUZZ... (’Ahem, alright, that’s enough. What are these scars? The Curse Power?’)"
Yun Yao slowly stopped what she was doing and nodded, her voice low.
"These scars are the traces left behind after the Curse Power travels through the body."
"And this Curse Power has been hidden within our Witch Race’s Bloodline since ancient times..."
From Yun Yao’s explanation, Chu Sheng quickly understood what this Curse Power was.
To put it simply, starting ten thousand years ago, every child born into the Witch Race had a chance of carrying the Curse Power within them.
And this Curse Power was like a ticking time bomb that could go off at any moment.
Each time it acted up, the pain was unbearable.
Furthermore, mild cases would result in organ failure, death, or various other negative symptoms. Severe cases would simply die in agony.
The onset of the curse was completely unpredictable. One moment you could be perfectly fine, and the next, it would flare up.
As time went on, more and more children of the Witch Race were born with the Curse Power.
By this generation, every single member of the Witch Race carried the Curse Power.
This curse, which had plagued the Witch Race for ten thousand years, had reached a point where it had to be resolved.
...
So, how could the curse be resolved?
According to the records of the Witch Race, their former holy relic... the Ancestral Witch Clock, also known as the Time Trace Hourglass, could suppress the Curse Power within the bodies of the Witch Race.
Moreover, one could use the Ancestral Witch Clock to try and summon a remnant will of the Ancestral Witches to completely eliminate the curse.
However, to summon the remnant will of the Ancestral Witches, the members of the Witch Race would need to infuse their life-bound Essence Blood into the holy relic.
In doing so, the master of the Time Trace Hourglass would effectively control the life and death of every member of the Witch Race...
"BUZZ... (’So that’s how it is.’)"
Chu Sheng nodded.
"BUZZ BUZZ... (’Alright, this mosquito pretty much gets it. I’ll take you out of here first.’)"
"Out of here?"
Yun Yao was stunned.
"How? Our Spiritual Power has been sealed. There’s no way to open this stone door."
"BUZZ BUZZ... (’Heh, you are you, and I am I. You think you can trap this mosquito? It’s not that simple.’)"
Yun Yao’s eyes lit up.
"Master, that’s wonderful!"
"If you can really get me out of here, I’m confident I can counter Gong Xuan!"
"Although Gong Xuan controls most of the twelve branches, if I show myself, I’m sure I can convince a few of them to support me again."
Chu Sheng thought for a moment.
"BUZZ... (’Alright. Let’s go.’)"
As long as he could still mobilize a shred of Mental Power, his Boundless Wings could still be used. With a single thought, he and Yun Yao vanished from the spot.
...
「Meanwhile.」
Elsewhere.
In a side room within the stone palace hall.
Gu Yuexi was still sitting calmly on the stone chair, her eyes closed as she sensed the Laws of this small world.
Suddenly, the sound of heavy footsteps echoed from the distance, growing closer.
The person who wanted to see her—the one who had "captured" her and brought her here—had arrived.
Gu Yuexi opened her eyes.
The door was pushed open.
A middle-aged man walked in.
He was tall and wore a black robe, its hem embroidered with a dark red wave pattern.
He had a deep scar on his face, very similar to the ones on Yun Yao’s, and while it didn’t cover as much area, it was deeper and even uglier.
The newcomer was none other than Gong Xuan, the patriarch of the Gonggong branch of the twelve Witch Race clans.
He walked in, his gaze falling upon Gu Yuexi. For an instant, a flash of astonishment at her beauty was unavoidable in his sinister eyes.
But it was only for an instant. Soon, that astonishment was replaced by malevolence.
"Miss Gu, I’ve heard so much about you."
Gong Xuan said slowly after looking Gu Yuexi up and down.
Gu Yuexi leaned back in her chair and glanced at him coolly.
"Heard so much about me? You know who I am?"
The corner of Gong Xuan’s mouth twitched, twisting the scar on his face.
"The Future Empress of the Great Xia Federation, the most outstanding talent of the younger generation, am I right?"
"Heh, our Witch Race has never concerned itself with the affairs of the outside world, but that doesn’t mean we’re completely uninformed."
As he spoke, he took two steps forward, stopping directly in front of Gu Yuexi.
"However, this is the Witch Race. Those titles from the outside are useless here."
Gu Yuexi didn’t speak.
Gong Xuan wasn’t angered. He sat down in the other stone chair, looked at Gu Yuexi, and continued speaking.
"Miss Gu, I know you have the Ancestral Witch Clock."
"That is a holy relic of my Witch Race. It’s not appropriate for it to be in the hands of an outsider."
"Hand it over. I can give you what you want—Demon Beast Essence Blood from the outside world, Top-Grade Elixirs... as long as you ask, my Witch Race can obtain it for you."
Gu Yuexi still didn’t say a word. This time, she even closed her eyes again.
She couldn’t be bothered to deal with him.
’I’m sitting here for two reasons. One, to sense the Laws of this world. Two, to wait for that damn mosquito to come back... He probably went to find that Witch Clan Saintess.’
Seeing Gu Yuexi’s attitude, Gong Xuan’s expression finally darkened.
"Miss Gu, I’m showing you respect."
"You’re an outsider carrying my clan’s holy relic. I could have just taken it from you by force. The fact that I’m willing to negotiate with you is a sign of my utmost sincerity."
"If you know what’s good for you, hand it over."
"Otherwise—"
He paused. "You won’t be leaving this ancestral land."
The moment his words fell, he suddenly attacked, thrusting a palm out to grab Gu Yuexi!
HUM!
A black aura swirled around Gong Xuan’s palm, but it was blocked by an invisible barrier.
From that single strike, Gu Yuexi could sense his power... Peak of the Emperor Realm.
She finally opened her eyes again, but she didn’t look at Gong Xuan. Instead, she looked toward the doorway.
「At the same time.」
A sharp cry suddenly rang out from outside the door!
"Stop!"
...
The person at the door was none other than Yun Yao!
Yun Yao walked in with several people behind her! Following her were the patriarchs of three branches: the Houtu, the Jumang, and the Zhurong.
"Gong Xuan, you have some nerve."
"First, you ambush and imprison me in secret!"
"And now you dare to attack a guest I invited?!"
Gong Xuan’s expression was ugly. He withdrew his hand, narrowing his eyes at Yun Yao and then at the people behind her, his expression shifting unpredictably.
"You... How did you get out?!"
"Gong Xuan! You claimed the Witch fled the Witch Race to escape her own curse, but it turns out you were the one who locked her up!"
"What are you trying to do?!"
The patriarchs behind Yun Yao questioned him furiously.
"Heh heh?"
"What am I trying to do?"
Gong Xuan suddenly started laughing.
"Everything I’m doing is for the sake of our entire Witch Race!"
"Even now, you still believe this woman, Yun Yao!"
"Don’t you know? Our great Witch Clan Saintess has already acknowledged an outsider as her master!"
"No, that’s not right!"
"She didn’t even take a person as her master! She took an Insect Beast as her master!"
"She took a mosquito as her master! Is someone like that still fit to be our Witch Clan Saintess?!?"
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