Demon Sect Cultivation: I Can Disable Debuffs - Chapter 125

Chapter 125: Curse Again

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“Did you find out what I asked you to investigate?” Zhang Chen’s tone was icy, as if he was dissatisfied and ready to take drastic action.

Shen Yijun trembled and said, “This humble one has found out some information.

“Speak.” Zhang Chen’s tone remained cold.

Shen Yijun dared not hold back and quickly revealed everything he knew,

“There is a poison that can harm the late-stage Golden Core…’

There were many things that could harm late-stage Golden Core cultivators. It was not difficult to inquire about them, but the difficult part was how to obtain them.

All items that could injure Golden Core cultivators were very precious. For example, the Blood supreme-ruler Sect’s Protective Sect Formation had the ability to trap and kill early-stage Nascent Soul cultivators.

However, not many people could afford the resources needed to purchase and set up such formations.

Even if there were spirit stones, they might not be able to buy them, as they also required powerful factions and strength.

“That’s all I heard. Does the master have any other orders?” Shen Yijun looked cautiously at Zhang Chen, afraid that he would be accused of not doing enough.

After all, the things he said could be easily learned through inquiry.

“This humble one will do his best.” Shen Yijun appeared happy on the surface, but sneered in his heart at Zhang Chen’s words.

“I will definitely do my best.” Shen Yijun looked happy on the surface, but he scoffed at Zhang Chen’s words in his heart.

As a demonic cultivator, he knew the character of people in the demonic path. Who would let go of a level nine Foundation Establishment cultivator?

Zhang Chen didn’t care what Shen Yijun was thinking as long as he was really working for him.

“Also, if you can trick 10 ninth-level Foundation Establishment cultivators into letting me control them, I can let you go.”

Hearing this, Shen Yijun was stunned. He did not expect Zhang Chen to be so ambitious.

“Alright, let’s meet again here in half a year.” Zhang Chen said nothing more, and turned into a blood light and left.

“Phew-”

After the blood light disappeared, Shen Yijun breathed a sigh of relief and started to contemplate on the matter of deceiving 10 ninth-level Foundation Establishment cultivators.

Compared to assimilating the blood seed, finding a cultivation technique to reconstruct the body, and obtaining array formations and poisons to deal with late-stage Golden Core cultivators, this matter was clearly much simpler.

“Perhaps I can trick 10 cultivators at the ninth level of the Foundation Establishment realm to come and see if he will let me go.”

Shen Yijun thought for a moment and made a decision.

What if Zhang Chen really let him go?

Even if he didn’t, at most, he would maintain the status quo, understand that the other party couldn’t be trusted, and continue to bide his time for revenge.

In fact, Shen Yijun had a desire to drag others down with him.

Why should he be the only one who was unlucky and controlled? Everyone should be unlucky together to balance things out.

Zhang Chen did not return to the Blood supreme-ruler Sect immediately. Instead, he went to the cave where he had used the Great Grudge Curse Technique to curse the

Blood River Elder.

Yes, he was going to curse Elder Blood River again.

However, this time, he didn’t plan to do it himself.

If he cursed Elder Blood River every time he left the sect, he would definitely be suspected by him.

“Swoosh!”

A Blood supreme-ruler Son flew out of Zhang Chen’s body. Its eyes were lively as it looked around curiously. Clearly, it had intelligence.

Zhang Chen transmitted the steps and incantations of the Great Grudge Curse without side effects to the Blood supreme-ruler Son through his thoughts.

Demonic techniques without side effects cannot be passed on to outsiders. This involves his greatest secret, the cultivation technique modifier.

Because he knew the Soul Searching Technique, Zhang Chen was also worried that the Blood supreme-ruler Son would be soul-searched, so he left a command behind.

Once caught by other cultivators, it would self-destruct and forget everything.

Then, Zhang Chen took out a bottle containing grudges and threw it to the Blood supreme-ruler Son.

“From now on, you’ll hide yourself and stay in the cave, and every month, you’ll cast the Great Grudge Curse on Elder Blood River.”

The Blood supreme-ruler Son caught the bottle and nodded.

Returning to the Blood supreme-ruler Sect, Zhang Chen continued to seclude himself as if everything outside had nothing to do with him.

But he didn’t know what kind of waves his butterfly would stir up.

A month passed quickly, especially for cultivators, it was just a short period of seclusion.

In the cave one hundred miles away from the Blood supreme-ruler Sect, the nine-headed curse demon mud statue stood again.

In front of the clay statue, the Blood supreme-ruler was casting the Great Grudge Curse Technique.

In the main hall of the Blood supreme-ruler Sect, the sect master and elders gathered together.

“Recently, many itinerant cultivators have come to our territory. From them, I learned that the Silver Moon Sect is investigating and searching for our disciples. Perhaps they are planning something big against us.”

When the elders heard this, they frowned in unison.

Elder Blood Flame made a guess. “Previously, we took many uninitiated disciples from the Silver Moon Sect. They might want to retaliate. The search for our disciples is to prevent us from sending spies and leaking information.”

The Blood supreme-ruler Sect Master nodded. “That’s very likely.”

“How do you plan to deal with it, Sect Master?” Elder Cold Blood asked.

The Blood supreme-ruler Sect Master had clearly thought of a countermeasure. He said slowly, “Regardless of whether the Silver Moon Sect wants to retaliate or not, we have to be on guard.

“I want to invite the White Bone Hall, Corpse Control Sect, and Dark Abyss Gate to hold a Demon Path Grand Competition. After these three sects arrive, we will discuss the matter of an alliance.

“Even if these three sects do not agree, it will make the Silver Moon Sect wary and even suspect that we four sects have secretly joined forces, thereby delaying or even abandoning their retaliation.”

“This plan is excellent, worthy of the Sect Master!” Elder Withered Blood praised.

“I also think this plan is wonderful!” Elder Black Blood also expressed his approval.

Elder Blood River also wanted to speak up but suddenly, without warning, his head fell to the ground.

“Dong dong dong…’

In the spacious hall, the sound of the rolling head was particularly piercing.

Everyone fell silent and looked at the head on the ground with a strange expression.

Blood surged from the severed neck, and a new head grew back, but its expression was terrifyingly dark.

Elder Blood River did not expect that someone would use the powerful curse on him again after more than half a year.

“Great Grudge Curse Technique? Blood River, looks like someone wants to perish with you!” Elder Dirty Blood gloated.

Elder Blood River pretended to be indifferent: “It’s just a small trouble that doesn’t hurt or itch.”

As soon as the Blood River Elder finished speaking, his limbs fell off at the same time as if he had been dismembered by five horses.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk. I didn’t expect Elder Blood River to be in such a miserable state,” Elder Dirty Blood mocked.

Elder Blood River was embarrassed, but he did not flare up because the sect master was present.

The Blood supreme-ruler Sect Master said at the right time, “Next, we’ll discuss the specifics of holding the Demon Path Grand Competition.”

Although it was said to be a discussion, in fact, only the Blood supreme-ruler Sect Master was speaking. The elders echoed him.

During this period, problems continued to arise for Elder Blood River.

The damage was not great, and it was extremely humiliating. It could be said that he had lost face.

After the meeting ended and the Sect Master left, Elder Blood River immediately left the hall.

“Hahaha…” The other elders laughed when they saw this.

In the cave abode of Blood River Peak, the atmosphere was oppressive. The bat demon was trembling with fear and lowered its head, not even daring to breathe loudly.

“Ah Bat, go and find out what my disciples are doing.”

“Yes, Master.”

The bat demon bowed and left the cave abode as if it was escaping..