With Cultivation Simulator in a Chaotic World-Chapter 296 - 253: Filthy Body Blood Curse (Part 2)

Chapter 296: Chapter 253: Filthy Body Blood Curse (Part 2)

The distant Peak Pavilion-level experts all had puzzled expressions and all took action at the same time.

A female cultivator caught the remains of the Jinghong Peak Master’s body, while the other cultivators each displayed their divine techniques.

Countless spiritual Qi surged here from all around the Everlasting Sect, causing numerous abnormal phenomena to appear in the sky.

"Get lost, all of you!" A massive aura burst from the woman’s body.

Nascent Soul!

With merely one strike, she sent the Red Blood Dragon King, whose cultivation had reached the Golden Core Peak, flying backward.

"I was just planning to rest here for a while, do you have to be like this?" The woman seemed to have changed her personality, becoming irritable and angry.

"Die!"

The Red Blood Dragon King who was thrown away returned instantly, appearing behind the woman in a flash.

His eyes had completely turned into vertical pupils, and his cheeks and fists were adorned with small crimson-gold scales.

An intensely violent aura exploded instantly, shattering the woman’s protective True Essence as a fierce punch smashed toward her face.

A slender hand blocked the hit, but violent Qi-blood carrying broken scales tore through the True Essence, slicing open a wound on the woman’s face.

"Die!"

The Red Blood Dragon King roared, his face flushed red, dragon scales continuously emerged on his face, and a tinge of pain flashed in his eyes as he condensed a crimson True Essence energy ball in his right hand, infusing it with a vast amount of spiritual Qi, ready for an explosive release.

But in the next second...

"How dare you hurt me?"

"How dare you hurt me!"

"Perish."

A jade-like fingertip tapped on his forehead.

The sparkle in the Red Blood Dragon King’s eyes vanished, his body stiffly plummeted to the ground.

Upon closer inspection, one of the woman’s fingers was gone, its severed part as smooth as jade.

"Go!"

The woman beckoned towards Jinghong Peak, and a figure accompanying her transformed into a flash of light and fled.

"Since you are here... why not stay a bit longer..."

"The Ancestor is quite interested in you too..."

An eerie voice sounded.

A sharp ray of light sliced through the air, cutting the array on the ground into patches.

"Screech—"

A crisp tearing sound erupted.

The woman’s half-body was forcibly sliced away, yet she seemed unfazed, speeding away at an incredible pace.

A pale-faced man was supported by disciples atop a high peak, gazing complicatedly into the distance.

"Senior Brother, why didn’t you act earlier..."

"Senior Brother, we will chase down that demoness now, surely let her know the Everlasting Sect is not easily bullied."

"Enough."

The pale man coughed twice, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Currently, the Sect Master, Grand Elder, and Elder Mingyi are away. Defeating her is easy, capturing her is difficult."

"If not for frightening her away in the Ancestor’s name, who knows what bigger troubles there might be."

The surrounding Peak Masters and Pavilion Masters all looked distressed.

The Everlasting Sect has intimidated several cultivation realms for thousands of years, yet such an assault is rare.

"Damn it, if it wasn’t for the three Nascent Souls being away..."

"The Ancestor won’t take action lightly... or else how would this demon act so arrogantly?"

"It’s a pity for Junior Sister Changxian..."

"Say no more, the Sect Leader Uncle asked me to guard the sect before leaving, and I failed my duty..."

"Senior Brother..."

"Where is Junior Brother Daoze?" The pale man coughed again, he coughed out diluted essence blood this time.

If there were a great cultivator here, it would be evident that the pale man, despite possessing the power of a Nascent Soul, lacked the Fate Grid to bear it, making this power erode his vitality constantly.

This situation is completely different from a Fake Nascent Soul.

"He’s being treated on Immortal Miao Peak..."

"If not for Junior Brother Daoze, discovering this demoness would be very difficult, but he acted too soon..."

"Maybe something special happened, contrary to our agreement..."

The pale man said, "I observed strange power on that demoness, Junior Brother Daoze is in some trouble this time..."

Just as the words fell, a Golden Core Elder hurried over from afar, saying anxiously, "Not good, fellow Senior Brothers and Sisters, go check, the Red Blood Dragon King’s condition is unusual..."

.........

Xiang Wuji watched the Red Blood Dragon King fall.

Elite disciples of the Red Blood Pavilion rushed over without hesitation, attempting to treat the Red Blood Dragon King, even powerful members from other peaks joined.

The demoness in the sky was surrounded by a dozen Peak Masters trying to escape.

More experts took action.

Xiang Wuji couldn’t manage all these, he touched his own heart.

He could feel a force constantly emerging from within him.

"Damn it, what is this..."

This power continued eroding him through his Qi-blood.

Xiang Wuji roared in anger, trying to mobilize all his strength to block this force, but to no avail.

His furious roars only drew quick glances from people around, with the Pavilion Master injured, nobody cared about a mere outer disciple.

Those around seemed unaware of this force emanating from his heart.

Xiang Wuji staggered into the cultivation secret chamber.

"Zhu Ling, come out! Look quickly at what’s happening to me!"

Black Qi emitted from Xiang Wuji’s eyes, the Undefeated Demon Blood started boiling, while a hideous muscle monster appeared behind him.

"What is this!?"

A startled voice sounded in Xiang Wuji’s ear.

It was Zhu Ling’s voice...

...............

"This is..."

The pale man, supported on both sides, arrived before the Red Blood Dragon King.

The Red Blood Dragon King was now completely unconscious, eyes tightly closed.

Three Peak Pavilion Masters experts in healing had no solution.

"A unique curse method..." The pale man murmured, grabbing the Red Blood Dragon King’s wrist abruptly.

Vast True Essence and Divine Sense poured into the Red Blood Dragon King’s body.

"Puh—" Blood spurted out again, the Immortal Miao Peak Master immediately handed over a pill, which the pale man consumed to slightly recover.

"Demon Sect... again the Demon Sect..."

"This technique... I cannot break it..."

"Perhaps only the Ancestor can unravel it, send him to the Ancestor, I will speak in person..."

"Also... the Red Blood Pavilion or his family..." At this point, the pale man paused, for Red Blood Dragon King Li Daoze had no father, no mother, no wife, and no children; he essentially had no family.

"Red Blood Pavilion... see how the Red Blood Pavilion fares... If all are afflicted..."

"The Ancestor doesn’t have the capacity to save them..."

The pale man calmly stated.

The others exchanged a look, some well-read classical cultivators seemed to deduce something.

If this is true... the Red Blood Pavilion is likely in trouble...

...............

"Filthy Body Blood Curse?" Zhu Ling’s tone was mixed with shock and doubt.

"No matter what it is, get rid of this thing for me." Xiang Wuji slammed his fists on the ground, a hint of pain flashed in his eyes.

"I’ve only seen this divine technique in ancient texts... a special technique practiced by Nascent Soul cultivators, requiring a great price... never thought it would be seen here..."

Zhu Ling said quickly.

"This divine technique not only affects the target but also transmits through bloodlines and cultivation technique characteristics... It’s from... the crimson blood you’ve gathered... condensed within the Ninth Layer of Crimson Blood..."

"Such vicious decisiveness..."

"I can’t break this curse temporarily, but there’s a way to suppress it..."

"Speak quickly..."

"Use the Giant Spirit Ghost Chapter... replace all the blood! Though the curse remains, it will be blocked... only the Giant Spirit Ghost Chapter can completely cleanse the aura of the Ninth Layer of Crimson Blood from your body..."

...............

In the sect’s depths.

An elder sat beneath an ancient tree covering the sky, his aura subtly merged with the tree, undetectable by ordinary people.

"Please, Ancestor, take action... to save Junior Brother’s life..."

The pale man went alone to the ancient tree, knelt down...

This was the Everlasting Sect’s Ancestor, who wouldn’t act unless the sect faced life and death... but saving lives without consuming his own power was okay...