Who Let Him Cultivate Immortality

Chapter 418: What Happened to "Curses Don’t Work on You"?

“Oh, right, I also have a question for you, Valley Master.”

“Go ahead.”

“After Old Meng’s curse changes to make women dislike him, will the curse affect you?”

Valley Master Shuang showed a displeased expression, feeling that Lu Yang was questioning her authority. “I hadn’t interacted with the Meng family kid’s curse before, which is why there was a mistake, and the Meng family kid ran around for half a day. But now, through the Suspended String Pulse Reading, I have fully diagnosed his curse. With my treatment, the curse has weakened to the point where it no longer affects me.”

Lu Yang let out a sigh of relief. That was good to know.

…

“Valley Master Shuang said the toad skin, dried centipede, and Five Poisons Insect Powder… all need to be eaten, and they must be eaten raw for the best efficiency.”

Lu Yang relayed Valley Master Shuang’s instructions to Meng Jingzhou.

Meng Jingzhou, after untangling the white threads wrapped around him, looked at the strange medicinal ingredients, his face turning green. “Are these things really edible?”

“That’s not what I said. It’s what Valley Master Shuang said.”

With no other options, Meng Jingzhou reluctantly followed the instructions, enduring the nausea as he consumed the ingredients one by one. Though the items were clearly lifeless, once in his stomach, it felt as if they had come alive, causing chaos inside him.

Zhao Po watched silently from the side, wondering if this was how the geniuses of the Dao Seeking Sect competed—by scheming and sabotaging each other.

“Next, we need to perform bloodletting with needles.” Lu Yang took out the Seven Star Silver Needles that Valley Master Shuang had lent him. The silver needles were clearly a remarkable magical tool; Lu Yang didn’t even need to infuse them with spiritual qi. When he stabbed Meng Jingzhou’s arm, the needles effortlessly pierced through his defenses.

Keep in mind that Meng Jingzhou was a body cultivator with absurdly strong physical defenses. Even Lu Yang himself couldn’t guarantee that he could break through those defenses in a short time.

“Ah—couldn’t you at least give me a heads-up before stabbing me?” Meng Jingzhou gritted his teeth in pain, his face twisted in agony. It had been a long time since he had felt pain like this.

A proper physician could perform acupuncture without causing any pain during the bloodletting process. Unfortunately for Meng Jingzhou, Lu Yang wasn’t a proper physician—he wasn’t a physician at all.

“Do you know how to perform acupuncture, fairy?” Lu Yang suddenly remembered the supposed “golden finger” in his spiritual space.

“Are you talking about bloodletting? I’m very familiar with that. When dealing with demonic beast meat, the fishy smell comes from blood not being properly drained. If you use my method, I guarantee there won’t be a single drop of blood left.”

Lu Yang thought Meng Jingzhou probably didn’t need to risk his life for such a method.

Lu Yang pulled out the silver needles, and Meng Jingzhou’s blood gushed out like a fountain. The silver needles seemed to have an effect that prevented the wounds from healing quickly. Meng Jingzhou’s proud self-healing abilities were completely ineffective; he had no choice but to wait for the wounds to heal naturally.

The blood dripping from the wound belonged to a powerful Golden Core Stage cultivator. It was filled with precious spiritual energy, and since Meng Jingzhou was a cultivator with Twin Single Bachelor’s Golden Core, his blood was extremely pure and yang-filled, even more potent than many pure-yang elixirs.

Various insects seemed to instinctively recognize the value of this blood and gathered to drink it, feeling energized after doing so.

What these insects didn’t know was that from now on, they would never be able to encounter any female insects again.

But at the moment, no one knew this. Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou were unaware, and even the insects themselves didn’t know…

As the wounds healed, Lu Yang repeated the process of acupuncture, removing the needles, letting the blood flow, and waiting for the healing. After repeating this three times, Meng Jingzhou felt a burden lifting from his heart, a sense of relief, and smiled.

“It really worked!”

Although the curse hadn’t been completely lifted, even resolving part of it was a significant improvement.

Coming to the Desolate Lands was indeed the right choice. It was far more effective than seeking help from an elder.

Valley Master Shuang calculated the time and, thinking it was about right, walked out of the Seven Emotions Valley and finally met Meng Jingzhou.

“So, you’re the Meng family kid?”

The moment Meng Jingzhou saw Valley Master Shuang, he realized that the feeling of lightness and relief from the unease in his heart wasn’t just his imagination—his curse had truly been partially lifted.

“Replying to the Valley Master, I am Meng Jingzhou of the Meng family, a disciple of the Dao Seeking Sect.”

Valley Master Shuang snorted coldly. “So, you’re from the Meng family, as expected.”

Lu Yang immediately sensed that something was off and quickly stepped forward, cupping his hands in gratitude. “Many thanks to Valley Master Shuang for treating my companion. May I ask what our next step should be to completely cure Old Meng’s curse?”

Valley Master Shuang’s expression darkened. “I shouldn’t have helped you in the first place. That old thief Daoist Non-Speaker tricked me once, and your Meng family is no better! Get lost, all of you!”

Lu Yang: “…”

What happened to “curses don’t work on you”?

Could you be more consistent, Valley Master?

Given the situation, Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou had no choice but to abandon any further questions about how to proceed. They could only set off and leave Seven Emotions Valley.

In the carriage, Zhao Po was the first to break the silence, suggesting, “Why don’t we head to our Corpse-Driving Sect first? Our elders and Sect Leader are familiar with the Desolate Lands and know many top-tier curse masters and eccentric experts. Maybe they can help.”

“That seems like our best option.”

…

As the group of three men, one corpse, and one horse traveled and approached a city to rest, they heard a commotion nearby.

“Ladies and gentlemen, I am Qing Luo, the new Sect Leader of the Yuntai Sect. According to the rules of our sect, any woman who ascends to the position of Sect Leader must choose a husband through martial competition!”

“To this end, I have set up a challenge stage here. Anyone can challenge me, and whoever can defeat me will become my ideal husband!”

Qing Luo, only sixteen years old, was pure and beautiful, with big, bright eyes that exuded an innocent charm. Her demeanor of both tenacity and delicacy made her all the more captivating.

Qing Luo had long announced that she would choose a husband through martial competition, so most of the people gathered here were aware of this and had come specifically to try and win her hand.

However, there were also those unaware of the event, like Lu Yang and his companions.

“Yuntai Sect? I’ve never heard of that sect. Brother Zhao, do you know it?” asked Lu Yang.

Zhao Po thought hard and finally dug up some information about the Yuntai Sect from the corners of his memory.

“Yuntai Sect is a very small sect, barely even considered a minor sect. Its influence is limited to a single city, or perhaps even smaller. The highest level of cultivation in the sect is probably only at the Golden Core Stage. Yuntai Sect is most famous for one ancestral rule: if the Sect Leader is female, she must choose a husband who is stronger than herself. That’s likely what’s happening here.”

Sects like Yuntai were as numerous as grains of sand in the The Great Xia dynasty.

While it seemed like Lu Yang frequently dealt with people at the Golden Core Stage, Nascent Soul Stage, or even those at the Unity Stage and above, that was only because he was a disciple of the Dao Seeking Sect and interacted with people on that level.

Dao Seeking Sect was the leader of the Five Great Immortal Sects and gathered the most extraordinary talents from across the continent. Any random person walking out of the sect could make a name for themselves in the Central Continent.

In reality, most cultivators spent their entire lives unable to reach the Foundation Building Stage. Even reaching the Golden Core Stage was an unattainable dream for many, which is why there were Golden Core Stage Family Clans and Golden Core Stage Sects.

When Meng Jingzhou saw Qing Luo, his eyes lit up, and he felt a bit of excitement, thinking that his romantic luck was finally turning.

(End of the chapter)

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