I Became An Immortal On Mortal Realm - Chapter 52

Chapter 50: Soul-Binding Curse, The Chosen One

Translator: 549690339

“Really?”

Fang Wang smiled, not making grandiose statements. Zhou Xue meant that if he ever found himself in a predicament, she would have to come to his rescue.

Zhou Xue walked up to the fire and sat down directly, ignoring Xiao Zi next to her. Xiao Zi, terrified, scurried next to Fang Wang and whispered, “Young Master, she has a powerful Ghost Instrument on her. I’ve felt this sensation before in a secret realm.”

It was unaware of the history between Fang Wang and Zhou Xue, but it did not want Fang Wang to die here.

Zhou Xue looked at it with a smile that was not quite a smile and said, “Perhaps it is the Ghost Instrument you’re thinking of.”

“You…”

Xiao Zi trembled all over, instinctively moving closer to Fang Wang.

Zhou Xue turned to Fang Wang and said, “What? Thinking of raising a snake demon? Snakes are inherently lustful, and many a cultivator likes to keep them; just don’t let it hinder your cultivation.”

“Nonsense!”

Fang Wang glared at Zhou Xue, finding her words outrageously unrestrained.

Xiao Zi blinked and said nothing more.

Zhou Xue enjoyed seeing Fang Wang flustered and covered her mouth with a laugh, “I can teach you a technique to control souls, ensuring this snake demon never betrays you. Would you want that?”

The moment Fang Wang heard this, his eyes lit up, and he said, “Good, tell me!”

Xiao Zi, however, panicked but dared not object because it knew it was no match for these two.

Zhou Xue immediately began to impart the spell, and Fang Wang listened intently.

Xiao Zi was caught in a painful dilemma, unsure whether to flee.

The technique Zhou Xue was teaching was called the Soul-Binding Curse; once it was cast on someone’s soul, even if they were at the ends of the earth, the mere recitation of the curse would cause their soul to scatter. Moreover, it didn’t require voicing out loud—one could simply recite it silently in their heart.

As Fang Wang listened, he was astonished; this was surely beyond the scope of spells, wasn’t it?

“Wait! Wait a moment for me!”

Fang Wang suddenly interrupted Zhou Xue, then picked up a pen and paper and began to draw quickly.

Zhou Xue asked curiously, “What map are you drawing?”

Fang Wang replied, “The Heavenly Gang Saint Body Technique, want to learn it? I’ll teach you once I find it!”

Zhou Xue looked at him with an odd expression and said, “You really are set on this technique. I don’t need any cultivation techniques or spells. In fact, you don’t either. Just by cultivating the Solaris Scripture, you could reach the pinnacle of the Mortal Realm.”

“That might be enough, but if I can learn more, won’t I be stronger?” Fang Wang replied.

He was not like Zhou Xue, whose mind was filled with all sorts of secret knowledge. At least, the Heavenly Gang Saint Body Technique was something he wanted to learn, and he suspected that paired with the Nine Dragons Divine Transformation Art, it could unleash even greater power.

After hurriedly completing the map, Fang Wang stored it in his bag and then asked Zhou Xue to continue with the Soul-Binding Curse.

Quite some time passed before Zhou Xue finally finished explaining.

Xiao Zi also listened to the entire cultivation method of the Soul-Binding Curse, not understanding a bit of it, and felt it to be highly mystical. Relieved, it thought.

Such a complex spell; surely Fang Wang would find it difficult to master.

Zhou Xue looked up at Fang Wang and asked, “How is it? Did you understand?”

Under the moonlight, Fang Wang bowed his head slightly. After taking a deep breath, he said, “I understood, and I’ve mastered it.”

“Hmm?”

“What?”

Zhou Xue and Xiao Zi spoke at the same time, the former perplexed, the latter terrified.

Fang Wang was already numb.

Damn it, luckily he had drawn the map beforehand!

He had actually spent a hundred and eighty years mastering this Soul-Binding Curse!

Returning to reality, his spiritual consciousness had greatly increased, and his senses began to sharpen, but he needed a moment of quiet.

The process of cultivating the Soul-Binding Curse was even more tedious than that of the Nine Dragons Divine Transformation Art or the Jinghong Divine Sword Art; at least those allowed Fang Wang to move around. The Soul-Binding Curse was utterly sedentary.

A hundred and eighty years of sitting still!

Fang Wang needed to calm down. He spread his arms, feeling the air around him, and felt completely relaxed.

“You really learned it?” Zhou Xue asked, her eyes complex, filled with both anticipation and unease.

Fang Wang twisted his neck and with his left hand, he grabbed Xiao Zi’s snake head.

“Ah! Master! Don’t! Xiao Zi will definitely never betray you!”

Xiao Zi let out a mournful scream, begging desperately.

Fang Wang brought it in front of him, and gazed into its eyes, saying, “Sorry, you do pose a certain threat to me. Behave yourself, and once we leave the Great Saint’s Grotto-Heaven, I will release the Soul-Binding Curse and set you free.”

Having said that, his right hand began to gesture the spell, and his eyes burst with a ghostly light.

Xiao Zi cried, but dared not to resist.

Zhou Xue saw him gesture the spell and knew that he had truly learned it, which made her look at him with a subtle expression.

“To learn it upon hearing it… such talent… could he also be a Chosen of Destiny? The Chosen of Destiny from my past life was clearly not him, could it be that because he died too young, the Mandate of Heaven moved to someone else? Adding things up, he was born in the same year as that person…”

Zhou Xue’s gaze flickered, her attention fixed on Fang Wang.

Fang Wang had trained the Soul-Binding Curse to Great Perfection, and he quickly imprinted the curse seal upon Xiao Zi’s soul.

All creatures that develop intelligence also give rise to a soul, and although Xiao Zi had not taken human form, it had a soul.

Very soon, Xiao Zi stopped moving, as if it had passed out, its mouth agape with its tongue hanging out.

The Soul-Binding Curse is a suppression of one soul by another, consuming not only Spiritual Power but also the energy of the soul. Furthermore, the Soul-Binding Curse could bind at most five souls simultaneously. Any more than that, the caster’s soul could suffer backlash, and the power to suppress would also be impacted.

After a while.

Fang Wang placed the unconscious Xiao Zi beside him. Using the Soul-Binding Curse for the first time, even at the state of Great Perfection, made him feel somewhat dizzy.

“You really have learned it, but try not to use it in the future because your cultivation is still too low. I came to you this time wanting to help you break through to the Spirit Elixir Realm,” Zhou Xue spoke, her composure returning, making it hard to guess what she was thinking.

Fang Wang nodded, then inquired, “After I break through to the Spirit Elixir Realm, should we deal with Lu Yuanjun within the Great Saint’s Grotto-Heaven? If we join forces, we should be able to take him down, considering his cultivation is below the fifth layer of the Profound Heart Realm.”

The fifth layer of the Profound Heart Realm was the highest limit for entry into the Great Saint’s Grotto-Heaven, which provided a way to gauge Lu Yuanjun’s cultivation level.

On the night the Fang Residence was wiped out, the decision might have been made by the Emperor Zhao Zhen, but Zhao Zhen was working for Lu Yuanjun. Everything started with Lu Yuanjun’s wish to absorb souls. Zhao Zhen merely took the opportunity to involve the Fang Residence. Moreover, although Lu Yuanjun appeared kind and passionate, he had secretly killed millions of civilians; killing him brought no pressure to Fang Wang’s mind.

Zhou Xue raised her hand and pointed at Xiao Zi from a distance, then finally answered.

“No, Lu Yuanjun is not that easy to deal with. What exactly that Ghost Instrument that absorbs millions of souls is, I have yet to find out. Because in my past life, he never used the Ghost Instrument, at least I have never seen it. Besides, killing Lu Yuanjun would entail too much trouble; Guang Qiuxian and Yang Yuanzi would become your sworn enemies.”

Zhou Xue’s words made Fang Wang frown.

It made sense to him that Guang Qiuxian supported Lu Yuanjun, but why would his own master support him?

Zhou Xue continued, “Lu Yuanjun’s biological parents are from the Demonic Dao, dying when he was three years old. It was Yang Yuanzi who brought him back to the Great Abyss Gate. Guang Qiuxian and Yang Yuanzi were close friends of Lu Yuanjun’s mother; Yang Yuanzi even braved Green Cicada Valley alone for her. This is a piece of history buried by the Great Abyss Gate, revealed only after many years when Yang Yuanzi lost his mind and caused havoc in the Great Abyss Gate.”

“Then why did you let me join the Third Lineage?” Fang Wang felt speechless.

Zhou Xue snorted, “Joining any other lineage would be useless since it’s the Sect Leader who supports Lu Yuanjun. I let you join the Third Lineage hoping you would encounter Yang Yuanzi sooner. He is very protective and doesn’t have a good relationship with Lu Yuanjun. As long as you don’t kill Lu Yuanjun, he might even help you seize the position of Lu Yuanjun’s chief disciple. The condition is that he doesn’t know you two are mortal enemies.”

Fang Wang’s brows furrowed even more, as Zhou Xue was plotting against Yang Yuanzi.

“Lu Yuanjun can’t die, at least not now, because we need him to push Grand Qi to transform into a Cultivation Dynasty. Lu Yuanjun’s unique background and the people behind him can help him bridge the gap between the righteous and demonic paths. Once Grand Qi successfully transforms into a Cultivation Dynasty, a great opportunity will arise that all the Nine Great Sects aspire to. After obtaining that chance, killing Lu Yuanjun would be justifiable even if Guang Qiuxian and Yang Yuanzi were to interfere, and we can kill them and escape.”

“What’s most important is that the Fang Family needs time to grow. If we kill Lu Yuanjun now, we could flee, but the Fang Family cannot. Understand? Just be patient!” Zhou Xue said earnestly. Hearing this, Fang Wang felt he should not act recklessly.

He sighed and said, “Why didn’t you tell me earlier?”

Zhou Xue responded, “If you knew all this, how could you face Yang Yuanzi?”

Fang Wang fell silent.

Zhou Xue did not continue, allowing him to ponder on his own.

Fang Wang looked up and asked, “What about Emperor Zhao Zhen?”

Zhou Xue replied calmly, “When he leaves the Great Abyss Gate, I will kill him. Once dead, the Sect will support his offspring as emperor. His role will be over by then. It was necessary not to kill him before, as we needed Zhao Zhen to help facilitate the transformation of Grand Qi into a Cultivation Dynasty. The matter involves various powers of the Cultivation World and the Mortal Realm.”

“Alright, now we must prepare for your breakthrough to the Spirit Elixir Realm. I have already prepared the necessary Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures for you. The next step is to find a suitable place for the breakthrough.”