Chapter 221

Chapter 221: The Curse of the Sea of Consciousness

Not only Long Xi, but Yuan Papa and Feng Rong also froze, their expressions turning complex. Clinging to the desperate hope of "treating a dead horse as if alive," they nodded. "Then we’ll trouble Sect Master You!"

Immediately, he stood and yielded his spot to You You.

"Alright." You You sat behind Wu Yue, then turned to Yuan Qi. "So… how do I project divine sense again?" Though she’d studied Sea of Consciousness principles for years, healing required extra caution.

Long Xi beside them thought: _Wait—she’s learning this NOW? Can we still back out?_

After reviewing the steps with Yuan Qi, You You closed her eyes. Within moments, her divine sense manifested, drifting toward Wu Yue’s forehead.

Long Xi grew increasingly uneasy. "Sect Master You! The Sea of Consciousness is fragile. If you meet resistance, STOP. Don’t force entry—"

_Swish!_

Before he finished speaking, You You’s divine sense slipped into Wu Yue’s Sea of Consciousness effortlessly—no barriers, just eager acceptance.

Long Xi: "…"

Yuan Qi: "…"

Feng Rong: "…"

The silent mockery stung.

Decades as her follower, yet an outsider’s divine sense was welcomed more readily.

Ouch.

You You found herself in a flower-filled realm, petals swirling endlessly. Above the pair, a phantom image projected this scene for the three observers.

"You You," Yuan Qi urged, "the Sea of Consciousness mirrors its master’s state. Search for anomalies."

"Right." She scanned the floral landscape. "Nothing odd, but the light’s too harsh."

"Light?" Yuan Qi studied the glowing projection. Sunlight shouldn’t exist here unless… "Look upward!"

"Up?" You You tilted her perspective and gasped. "What the—?!"

A colossal eye-like seal dominated the sky, its central glare intensifying to engulf the entire Sea of Consciousness.

"Curse Seal!" Yuan Qi’s face darkened. "She’s cursed."

"So this caused her coma?" Long Xi pressed. "Can it be broken?"

"Without sensing its source, I can’t identify this Sea of Consciousness curse," Yuan Qi admitted.

You You’s divine sense drifted toward the eye. "How do we sense—"

"Don’t touch it!" Yuan Qi shouted.

Too late. Icy tendrils snaked over You You’s senses. The seal flared crimson, staining the sea blood-red.

"You You!" Feng Rong severed her connection, yanking her divine sense back. A crimson miasma shot from Wu Yue’s forehead toward You You.

Feng Rong engulfed them in flames, devouring the red haze. A shrill scream echoed as it vanished.

Before they could breathe, Yuan Qi exclaimed, "Her spiritual energy—!"

Wu Yue convulsed, her dwindling energy draining faster, destabilizing her cultivation.

Long Xi staggered, vomiting blood as his own energy and cultivation crashed.

"Emotional Contract Spell!" Yuan Qi barked. "Feng Rong—seal his Meridians and original spirit!"

For once, Feng Rong didn’t argue. They layered spells until Long Xi’s pallor eased.

"Yuan Papa?" You You blinked. "Why’s Long Xi affected?"

"Wu Yue’s curse is a blood curse—the Emotional Contract Spell," Yuan Qi grimaced.

"Ancient demon tribes’ filth," Feng Rong spat.

"Blood curses target all linked to the victim," Yuan Qi explained. "This one follows emotional bonds. As Wu Yue’s celestial maiden follower bound by contract…"

"…Long Xi shares her curse?!" You You realized.

"Exactly."

"!!!"