"What’s going on? What is this power?!" Cold sweat began to bead on Mu Yunqing’s forehead. This power was truly too strange; it appeared in his body without any warning whatsoever.
"Steady!" Mu Yunqing dared not be careless. He adjusted his state of mind and began to operate his cultivation skill, attempting to forcibly suppress the turbulent power within his body.
However, a mouthful of fresh blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. The more he suppressed it, the more violently the power rebounded. It was like a teenage boy’s raging hormones, utterly uncontrollable!
At the same moment, an eerie black fog, visible to the naked eye, emerged from within his body. This black fog transformed into strange patterns that appeared on his skin, impossible to dispel.
The people around had already gathered. Within those few short seconds, Mu Yunqing’s vitality had greatly diminished.
"Mu, are you alright?" Everyone stepped forward, trying to help.
"I’m... I’m fine... I just need a moment to regulate my breathing..." Mu Yunqing’s face was deathly pale, yet he still feigned composure. He couldn’t lose face in front of others. That was his principle.
"Mu, let me help you." Someone approached Mu Yunqing, intending to help him circulate his energy and suppress the power inside his body.
However, as soon as they touched him, the black fog directly contaminated them. The person’s complexion turned deathly pale instantly, and their breathing became erratic.
A mouthful of fresh blood surged from his body.
"This..." The others stood frozen in place upon witnessing this. What kind of power was this, so fierce!
"Don’t get close to him! It’s the Power of the Curse!" Just then, Bai Luqiu, her eyes as sharp as torches, saw through the origin of this power. She immediately pulled Liu Qingdai back, retreating rapidly.
At this, everyone quickly drew back, keeping their distance. As for the disciple from the Righteous Sun Sect who had been contaminated by the Power of the Curse, his complexion also changed dramatically. He struggled to his feet and quickly withdrew.
In an instant, a huge circle was cleared with Mu Yunqing as the epicenter. Everyone’s face showed an expression of fear.
"What?" Upon hearing this, Mu Yunqing also reacted, his expression suddenly darkening. It seemed to be the Power of the Curse indeed.
"Who is it?! Who is cursing me?!" Mu Yunqing was filled with terror. He began trying to find the source of the curse. Since it was a curse, it was typically two-way and also required a certain medium. If that was the case, he might be able to trace the caster’s location. The Devil Inheritance he had obtained earlier contained knowledge about this. It seemed particularly apt to use it now.
"Junior Brother, you hold on. I will save this fellow disciple first," Bai Luqiu said, looking at the two people struck by the Power of the Curse. She then began to use her secret skill to save them.
"I’ll go find the Elder!" The others also scrambled to their feet, preparing to seek external help.
"Fellow Junior Brothers, do not panic. It’s just a minor curse," Mu Yunqing, however, said with newfound confidence. Knowing it was a curse made it seem easier to resolve.
The others, upon hearing this, also stopped in their tracks, breathing a sigh of relief.
Hua Yourong, who was on the outer edge, sneered at this. A minor curse? Keep pretending. You’ll suffer for it eventually.
This Mu Yunqing is probably finished... He’s going to be tortured to death... Hua Yourong felt a lingering fear; the death of her own beloved disciple was also related to this curse.
Just then, Mu Yunqing, who had just spoken so confidently, vomited another mouthful of fresh blood. His eyes snapped open, revealing undeniable panic. Something’s wrong, very wrong! I can’t find it! I can’t find any trace at all! This curse is different from the ones in my Devil Inheritance!
The others, seeing this, couldn’t help but step back once more. Can you actually handle this or not?
"Senior Sister! Hurry, find Master to save me!" This time, Mu Yunqing made a decisive decision, no longer caring about his own dignity. There was no other choice; he had to seek Liu Qingxuan’s intervention. He wasn’t sure where Liu Qingxuan was now, but if they truly needed to find her, Bai Luqiu should be able to.
"Alright!" Bai Luqiu’s expression was also grave. Inside her Storage Ring was a jade talisman. That jade talisman had been given to her by Liu Qingxuan. If something serious occurred in the sect, she could crush it.
Just as she was about to crush it, suddenly, the Power of the Curse on Mu Yunqing began to recede rapidly. In an instant, it vanished without a trace, and even the person who had been affected earlier returned to normal.
"Huh?" Everyone who saw this was stunned. The scene fell silent.
After a moment, Liu Qingdai, standing to the side, spoke weakly, "It’s... it’s over?" She had never witnessed such a bizarre curse before and had been somewhat scared herself.
The others were also a bit stunned, all turning to look at Mu Yunqing. Their eyes seemed to ask: Well? What happened?
"It’s... it’s gone," Mu Yunqing replied, also somewhat baffled. Just moments ago, the Power of the Curse within him had vanished as suddenly as it had appeared. If not for the lingering internal injuries, he might have even thought none of it had ever happened.
"What on earth is going on?" Bai Luqiu approached, her gaze filled with inquiry. Mu Yunqing shouldn’t have been cursed for no reason; someone must have been scheming against him. Could it have been someone from the Wonderous Palace?
"I don’t know either." Mu Yunqing looked bewildered. He truly didn’t know. He had done quite a few things that weighed on his conscience lately.