Chapter 47 – The Method of Lifting the Curse of Cold Mountain


After an unknown amount of time, Purple Bamboo Abbess groggily opened her eyes.

At this moment, she was completely naked. A sudden gust of wind blew past, instantly waking her up.

The faint pain in her body seemed to remind her that everything that had happened before was not a dream…

At this moment, her Dao heart collapsed.

As a member of the Buddhist sect and an elder of the Pure Bamboo Nunnery, she had actually…

Due to her extraordinary talent, she had advanced rapidly since her youth, encountering no obstacles.

At the age of nine hundred, she had already reached the Alkaid Realm, becoming the youngest elder in the history of the Pure Bamboo Nunnery.

In recent years, her cultivation had continued to grow, and she had even broken through to the late stage of the Alkaid Realm, becoming one of the top experts among the elders.

The abbess had high hopes for her and had even taught her the nunnery’s ultimate techniques in advance.

She hurriedly grabbed the plain robe on the ground, put it on, and stumbled forward, ignoring everything else.

At this moment, her mind was in chaos. She just wanted to find a secluded place to meditate and repent to Buddha.

As for Fang Ling, who was beside her, she ignored him completely.

She had no time to care about anything else; she just wanted to stabilize her crumbling Dao heart…

Shortly after she left, Fang Ling suddenly opened his eyes.

The Death Wish Curse, like a bone-deep infection, still made his soul feel like it was splitting apart.

It was precisely this painful sensation that made him instantly sober.

He recalled what had happened before he fell unconscious and found it unbelievable.

“She’s gone… She didn’t take the opportunity to kill me.”

He glanced around but did not see Purple Bamboo Abbess, which surprised him.

“Maybe she’ll come back to finish the job. I can’t stay here.” He got up and quickly left.

He didn’t stop at all along the way and soon returned to the South Sun Kingdom, then made his way back to Liu City.

After returning to Liu City, he followed his memory back to Frozen Mountain.

He looked up at the silent mountain, feeling as if a lifetime had passed.

Although it hadn’t been long since he left the mountain.

But so much had happened during this time…

He walked slowly along the stone steps, step by step, until he reached the temple gate.

When he had left, the peach blossoms in front of the temple were in full bloom.

But now, the peach blossoms had long since withered, and small peaches had formed on the branches.

He pushed open the temple gate and stepped inside.

In the courtyard, Sword Demon was playing chess with the white-browed old monk.

Seeing Fang Ling return, both of them looked over simultaneously.

Sword Demon nodded in satisfaction; he could sense Fang Ling’s Life-Bound Blood Sword.

It was completely beyond his expectations that it had grown so much stronger in such a short time.

The white-browed old monk frowned, staring at Fang Ling with a stern expression.

“It’s an ancient witch curse… If I’m not mistaken, it’s the Death Wish Curse!” he murmured.

Sword Demon raised an eyebrow and said, “Death Wish Curse?! A friend of mine once suffered from it. In the end, he couldn’t bear the torment and committed suicide with his sword…”

At this moment, Fang Ling’s other three masters suddenly appeared, gathering around him.

“Master, I am incompetent. I couldn’t break this curse, so I came back…” Fang Ling said with some shame.

Flower Thief shrugged and said, “Your Flower Master knows nothing about curses, so you can’t count on me.”

“But, Grandmaster, you should be able to break it, right?” He looked at the white-browed old monk.

The white-browed old monk took a deep breath and stepped forward. “In theory, only other curses can break a curse, but I’ll give it a try.”

A vast Buddha light flashed on his body, and he placed two fingers on Fang Ling.

Fang Ling’s tightly furrowed brows finally relaxed, and the soul-splitting pain disappeared!

He smiled and was about to thank Grandmaster.

But the old monk’s face didn’t look good. He shook his head and sighed, “Unfortunately, I couldn’t completely dispel it.”

“This is because the person who cast the curse has shallow cultivation, allowing me to suppress it somewhat. Otherwise…”

“To break a curse, you still need another curse.”

“With my method, I can only temporarily suppress it, not eradicate it.”

“How long can it be suppressed?” Fang Ling’s smile froze, and he asked.

“At most ten thousand years! After ten thousand years, it can’t be suppressed anymore…” he said.

“Ten thousand years? I might not even live that long…” Fang Ling smiled again.

The old monk said solemnly, “This Death Wish Curse is not to be taken lightly.”

“You must resolve it as soon as possible. Otherwise, when it recovers… you will die in excruciating pain on the spot!”

“Although I have suppressed it, it is still active.”

“You must have already noticed that the power of the Death Wish Curse will grow stronger over time.”

“If, in a few years, it breaks free from suppression due to an accident, you will have to face pain that is thousands or even tens of thousands of times stronger…”

Fang Ling thought carefully and couldn’t help but feel a chill down his spine.

This thing was indeed a major hidden danger that needed to be eradicated now!

“I do know a curse, but it can’t break the Death Wish Curse…” At this moment, Fat Master spoke up.

“According to my understanding, the curses that can break the Death Wish Curse should be the Carefree Curse or the Rebirth Curse.”

“I do know a place where someone might know these two curses.”

“Where?” Fang Ling asked quickly.

“Miao Territory!” Fat Master replied.

“Coincidentally, the Miao Territory is also in the Southern Dipper Region, just in the far south.”

“You need to cross a wild land from the South Sun Kingdom to get there.”

“The people in the Miao Territory live in tribes, are fierce and xenophobic. Be careful when dealing with them.”

“Thank you for the guidance, Fat Master!” Fang Ling nodded.

Since he rarely came back, he didn’t immediately leave the mountain but planned to stay at Frozen Mountain Temple for a few more days.

He also had some cultivation questions he wanted to ask them.

“Fat Master, let me show you something!”

Fang Ling summoned the Heavenly Plague Cauldron and opened the lid.

The fat guy looked at the cocoon inside the cauldron, his face full of surprise and doubt.

“I’ve never seen this kind of poison before…”

“A cocoon that glows with seven colors, resembling a moth or silkworm, it should be the Seven-Colored Heavenly Butterfly!” He held the Heavenly Plague Cauldron, excitedly looking at the cocoon inside.

“I searched the world for it back then, never expecting my disciple to find it one day!” He laughed, his face shaking with joy.

It was the first time Fang Ling had seen Fat Master so happy, so he immediately said, “Then I’ll offer it to you as a tribute!”

“You have a filial heart, but there’s no need.” He laughed and shook his head.

“Although the Seven-Colored Heavenly Butterfly is good, your master doesn’t lack these things now.”

“Moreover, such an ancient poisonous insect is too valuable to use for training. If you can cultivate it, it will be a great help.”

“You can leave it here. Master will help you raise it, so it can transform into a butterfly faster.”

“But before that, you need to form a master-servant contract with it.”

“This way, when it grows up, you can control it and it won’t betray you.”

“Master once taught you how to form a master-servant contract. Do you remember?”

“I haven’t forgotten. I even used this method to tame a mount when I went down the mountain.” Fang Ling replied.

“Then let’s begin! The sooner you form the contract, the better.” Fat Master said.

Fang Ling then cast a spell and formed a master-servant contract with the cocoon of the Seven-Colored Heavenly Butterfly.


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