Chapter 40
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Chapter 40: Encountering a Curse
Run! Run! Run!
Wang Chen truly tapped into his primal strength, the wind swirling beneath his feet as he activated the Armor Horse Talismans to their fullest extent.
He dashed forward swiftly, keeping his body low to the ground, moving like a blur.
He ran for over twenty or thirty miles in one breath!
It was only when the power of the talismans faded that Wang Chen finally came to a halt.
The Armor Horse Talismans were highly practical low-level talismans; when activated, they allowed him to run at a speed comparable to a swift horse, rivaling several common escape techniques in Qi Training.
Most cultivators carried a few with them, knowing they could increase their chances of escape in times of danger.
At this moment, Wang Chen realized he had fled to an unfamiliar area.
Surrounding him were endless rice fields.
In the distance, a few farmhouses lay dark and silent, their lights extinguished.
Wang Chen let out a long breath, trying to determine the location of Wei Hall B Ten.
After such a significant incident, he couldn’t simply return home.
It would be too unjust if he were labeled a deserter!
Then, Wang Chen saw clusters of flames bursting in the night sky, illuminating the heavens with their brilliance.
These were distress signals from Fireburst Talismans!
Wang Chen still had a Fireburst Talisman in his storage bag.
The situation earlier had been too tense and dangerous, so he hadn’t used it.
Now, it seemed unnecessary.
The fire erupted in different locations.
Clearly, it wasn’t just the Fourth Night Patrol Team that was under attack.
Soon, Wang Chen saw bright beams of light piercing through the night sky.
The outer sect of the Yunyang Sect was clearly facing a full-scale invasion by the enemy!
Such an event had only occurred once in Wang Chen’s memory.
Three years ago, the gray-eyed thieves had plagued the Yunyang Sect, activating columns of light from more than a dozen Wei Halls to seek help from the headquarters.
The sight of beams shooting into the sky could be seen clearly from miles away.
The memories left by the original owner were vivid and haunting!
Could it be that the gray-eyed thieves had returned?
This thought made Wang Chen’s heart skip a beat. He quickly retrieved the storage bag he had snatched from the black-clad cultivator’s body.
He noticed that a vertical eye emblem was clearly branded on the bag!
Although Wang Chen was unsure if this emblem represented the gray-eyed thieves, he immediately suppressed the urge to open the storage bag and inspect its contents.
The gray-eyed thieves were originally part of the Three-Eyed Sect.
The Three-Eyed Sect, once an active evil cult in Eastern Cangzhou, provoked widespread outrage by abducting numerous cultivators for blood sacrifices. This led to the Yunyang Sect, along with several allies, launching a decisive assault to dismantle their stronghold.
It is said that the battle involved dozens of Golden Core true masters and hundreds of magical flying ships.
The conflict was exceptionally brutal.
Following the destruction of the Three-Eyed Sect, its disciples scattered and turned to banditry.
This marks the origin of the gray-eyed thieves!
As the primary force behind the suppression of the Three-Eyed Sect, the gray-eyed thieves harbor a deep-seated enmity towards the Yunyang Sect.
It is entirely plausible for them to ambush the Night Patrol Team!
As for the storage bag—it is common knowledge among cultivators that items belonging to evil cultivators and demon cultivators should not be handled carelessly.
Wang Chen was unaware of the bag’s contents or whether it contained any restrictions or curses.
Out of caution, he decided to take it back to the Wei Hall.
The beams from the luminous pillars had clearly indicated the direction for Wang Chen.
“Ha ha!”
Just as he was about to depart, he suddenly heard the laughter of children.
Wang Chen instinctively turned towards the sound and saw several children, about four or five years old, playing in the spirit fields a hundred steps away.
Their laughter was filled with joy!
While children playing is a common sight in rural areas, it was the dead of night. The figures of these children flickered, appearing and disappearing, hazy and elusive.
They floated above the spirit fields, their legs submerged in the rice stalks, moving back and forth without any hindrance.
These were wandering child spirits, gray wandering Evil Spirits!
Instantly, a passage from "On Evil Spirits" flashed through Wang Chen’s mind.
It is said that some children who die young linger in their homeland, unwilling to return to the cycle of reincarnation, and over time, they transform into Evil Spirits.
These are categorized as wandering, resentful, fierce, and vengeful, with wandering Evil Spirits being the lowest level.
Within this level, they are further classified as gray, white, and black to denote their danger levels.
The gray wandering child spirits are considered the least harmful.
Typically, as long as ordinary people do not provoke them, they merely frighten people.
However, the emergence of wandering child spirits is certainly not a good omen!
Moreover, these child spirits were playing and moving towards Wang Chen’s location.
An Exorcism Talisman quietly appeared in Wang Chen’s hand as he began to retreat slowly.
Evil Spirits are not entities that can be reasoned with.
When it was time to act, he had to act!
Boom—
As the wandering child spirits drew closer, a deep and resonant bell toll echoed across the countryside.
It was the hour of the tiger!
The wandering child spirits abruptly halted, silently dissipating into the spirit fields.
Only a few faint giggles lingered in Wang Chen’s ears.
After a moment, they completely faded away.
Wang Chen couldn’t help but exhale in relief.
This was his first encounter with real Evil Spirits. It was impossible for him not to feel at least a twinge of anxiety and fear.
However, in the next moment, every hair on Wang Chen’s body stood on end.
An icy chill of malevolence crept toward him, and the Yunyang robe he wore instantly emitted a faint spiritual glow.
As a low-grade magical garment, the Yunyang robe had very low Defense, only slightly better than ordinary robes.
Its purpose was not to block enemy attacks.
Instead, when an Evil Spirit approached, it would automatically activate the Yunyang light to alert him.
Danger was coming from behind Wang Chen!
He felt as if he had plunged into an icy cavern, chilled to the core.
But his mind remained clear and composed; fear did not seize his spirit.
Almost without hesitation, Wang Chen swiftly turned and struck out with his right palm.
The Exorcism Talisman in his hand burst open, transforming into a surge of pure yang energy, propelled by his magic, and shot forward!
It struck a Scarecrow!
The Scarecrow had somehow appeared behind Wang Chen, mere three steps away.
From its body sprouted tendril-like Grass Ropes that slithered toward Wang Chen like venomous snakes.
But the pure yang energy struck hard against its chest!
“Ah!”
The Scarecrow let out a bizarre shriek, and the Grass Ropes that reached for Wang Chen immediately recoiled.
It then flew back, white smoke rising from its chest, sizzling as it burned!
Even though this Scarecrow had no eyes, nose, or mouth, Wang Chen distinctly felt a malevolent intent locking onto him.
It was furious.
Very, very furious!
Wang Chen abruptly shifted his palm into a finger and aimed it at the retreating Scarecrow, thrusting his golden sword finger.
The finger energy cut through the air, instantly striking the Scarecrow’s head.
This attack did not cause much damage to the Scarecrow.
But it momentarily halted its movements.
Wang Chen lunged forward, swiftly slapping out another Exorcism Talisman.
His intuition told him that if he didn’t eliminate the opponent now, there would be endless troubles in the future!
