Chapter 366: Chapter 366

"This curse... so very strange..."

Qin Yang withdrew his gaze from Shao Zhengze, his brows deeply furrowed. He had never seen such a curse, one that came without a shadow and left without a trace, and could not be traced back to its origins. Not to mention the Purple Cloud Divine Sect, even the Hundred Tribulations Holy Land had no such bizarre cursing technique. Perhaps the one who deployed this technique was extremely powerful, powerful enough to elude even his attempts to investigate.

"This... may be some kind of Divine Ability," Shao Zhengze said weakly. Although he was very displeased with the person before him, he still hoped to find the caster. Otherwise, it would be terrible if the curse struck him again.

"Inborn Divine Ability, huh..." Qin Yang’s eyes flashed. It was indeed possible.

With this thought, he turned to look at Qin Tian, his eyes slightly suspicious, and asked, "Xiao Tian, have you done anything to offend someone recently?"

"No..." Qin Tian said, shaking his head, his face devoid of color and wearing a look of utter terror.

He was also confused. He hadn’t done anything significant lately, other than planning a move against Si Nanyan and the others—and he hadn’t even done it personally. Those few people shouldn’t possess such means. Of course, he didn’t dare mention this to Qin Yang for the time being.

"Is that so?" Qin Yang’s gaze swept over Shao Zhengze’s body once again, and he said with narrowed eyes, "Shao Zhengze, tell me. Don’t make me find out myself."

He was not a fool. As soon as he saw Shao Zhengze here, he knew that Qin Tian must have done something behind his back.

With those words, Qin Tian’s expression turned even uglier.

Shao Zhengze, his face deathly pale, struggled to his feet and stammered through gritted teeth, "No... no, Junior Brother Qin and I really didn’t do anything..."

"Hmm?" Before he could finish, a chilling glint from Qin Yang’s eyes swept over him again.

Shao Zhengze’s body trembled, and his resolve crumbled. "I’ll talk..." He promptly confessed everything they had done and what they were planning to do.

At this point, he couldn’t afford to keep secrets for Qin Tian. Being of low status, he really dared not offend Qin Yang.

Qin Tian’s fists clenched slightly. He hadn’t expected that what he had wanted to do would be exposed so quickly.

When Qin Yang heard Shao Zhengze’s confession, his expression, on the contrary, was calm. It seemed that this revelation was not beyond his expectations.

His gaze rested upon Qin Tian as he calmly said, "Xiao Tian, do you know the consequences of what you have done?"

"I know, but what of it?" Qin Tian retorted, meeting Qin Yang’s gaze directly, an unknown courage filling him. "As long as I obtain the most powerful Genius Spirit Seed, I will be the strongest Godson. If I’m timid and hold back over such a small matter, how can I achieve great things?"

"Good." Qin Yang fell silent for a moment, then nodded in apparent approval. He was actually somewhat surprised that Qin Tian had such resolve.

"Mr. Yang, are you willing to help me?" Qin Tian asked, his spirits lifting at the prospect. With Qin Yang’s backing, he could act boldly and with confidence.

Yet Qin Yang still shook his head, saying, "I will not assist you in this matter. The Purple Cloud Divine Sect must not attract more attention, at least not overtly." ᴛhis chapter is ᴜpdated by ⓝovelFire.net

Qin Tian’s expression fell. "Mr. Yang," he said, "but... with the state I’m in now... If I don’t acquire a Genius Spirit Seed, my God Child’s Position will be in jeopardy..."

This unwarranted disaster had made him feel a sense of crisis.

Qin Yang glanced at Qin Tian’s injuries, a trace of hesitation flickering in his eyes. He indeed did not want to intervene, but the God Child’s Position was a matter of great importance.

After a moment of contemplation, he finally said with a nod, "Fine, I will aid you one more time."

"Thank you, Mr. Yang!" Qin Tian exclaimed, looking up abruptly, his expression elated. In this way, he considered it a blessing in disguise.

"Alright, you two rest for now. I will investigate the remaining matters thoroughly myself," Qin Yang said, then fell silent.

He had not found any useful information yet. Qin Tian had just returned and hadn’t left the Purple Cloud Divine Sect. Who could he have offended that was so powerful? He didn’t think that Wen Zhixing was the one responsible. After all, Wen Zhixing and his ilk shouldn’t have such capabilities. But still, the matter had to be thoroughly investigated first. After all, Qin Tian was the Purple Cloud Divine Sect’s prospective Godson, and being cursed was a serious matter. No detail could be overlooked.

「Elsewhere, in the Hundred Tribulations Holy Land within the Demonic Ruins.」

[You have cursed Qin Tian with the Unfounded Curse, inflicting him with grave injuries and destabilizing his foundation.]

[The Power of the Curse has been transferred to Shao Zhengze’s body.]

[The Unfounded Curse was forcibly interrupted, causing Shao Zhengze to sustain severe injuries.]

Wen Zhixing’s body trembled as he spat out a large mouthful of blood. PFFT. Then, he slowly opened his eyes.

[You have sustained heavy injuries due to the curse backfiring.]

[Your injuries are healing.]

"The curse was transferred?" Wen Zhixing wondered aloud as his body rapidly recovered, his eyes filled with astonishment. It was his first encounter with such a situation. Originally, he had wanted to see if he could kill Qin Tian outright.

As expected of a disciple from a major sect. Having strong backing is truly impressive. Wen Zhixing could not help but admire. This was no longer a small place like Youzhou. His previously infallible curse had finally met its match and could be countered. Clearly, a powerful figure standing behind Qin Tian had taken action, possibly that Qin Yang.

"Tomorrow, we continue," Wen Zhixing said, standing up cheerfully. So you have an expert protecting you, huh? In that case, I’ll curse you once a day. Let’s see who can’t hold out first! If I can’t kill you, I’ll at least make your life miserable.

Wen Zhixing collected himself and looked around at the still-desolate surroundings. Then an idea flashed through his mind: I’ve never really trained my body’s close-combat capabilities properly. I should use these next few days to focus on that cultivation.