Supreme Sword Exalt

Mei Yun curiously leaned closer, perhaps finding it difficult to see clearly. “What is this?”

He pinched the mark in an attempt to pull it out of Gu Han’s forehead. And he actually succeeded. The mark trembled and twisted, desperately struggling to break free from his fingers, but to no avail.

Fatty’s mouth gaped wide open. “Holy shit? That worked too?”

The moment the mark was pulled out, the cold yin qi on Gu Han completely vanished. His body and mind felt clear, leaving him dumbfounded. The curse is gone?

This was the curse that even the Flame Emperor’s dragon mark and four Feather Transformation realm experts were powerless against. How could he simply grab it like that?!

At that moment, a sudden change occurred. The mark exploded into a wisp of black smoke and vanished into Mei Yun.

The instructor was taken aback. “Huh? I haven’t even seen it clearly yet!”

As soon as he finished speaking, he trembled. On his forehead, a completely identical mark slowly appeared, only a bit fainter in color. Before Gu Han could look closely, it disappeared again, as if it had never appeared.

Gu Han’s heart sank heavily. “Instructor Mei!”

He knew all too well how powerful it was. Even he couldn’t withstand it, and with Mei Yun’s level of cultivation...

Meanwhile, Mei Yun simply looked at his finger and scratched his head. “I haven’t even seen it clearly yet, so why is it gone?”

Gu Han was speechless. That’s not what you should be concerned about right now...

“Are you alright?”

“I’m fine.”

“Do you have any unusual feelings?”

Mei Yun thought for a moment, a little embarrassed. “Well, I feel kind of good, actually.”

Gu Han was speechless. “What about your cultivation?! Try fully circulating your cultivation.”

Although he was eager to remove the curse, he hadn’t intended for Mei Yun to bear it in his place. Mei Yun did as he was told, bursting forth with power. With abundant cultivation resources, despite his average aptitude, he had still reached the seventh stage of the Spirit Profound realm.

Fatty also understood and scooted closer. “Nothing’s wrong? That’s impossible!”

At that moment, Han Fu’s miserable cry came from the distance.

“Instructor Han!”

The three quickly went to check, only to see Han Fu lying on the ground.

His face was pale, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth as he murmured to himself, “...Shouldn’t be... Fifteen hundred zhang... Two thousand zhang...”

Fully unaware of their arrival, he constantly repeated words completely unintelligible to others.

It became obvious to Gu Han that Han Fu had made a mistake during cultivation, just as he once had

***

Inside the spirit beast enclosure, a group of spirit beasts had just buried Mei Yun’s pills and were lying on the ground, resting comfortably. Just then, a sharp pain struck their bellies, jolting them awake. Oh no! Not diarrhea again!

For a moment, the spirit beasts’ eyes were filled with confusion, pain, puzzlement... They hadn’t eaten any pills today, so how could this happen?

The most intelligent among them seemed to realize something. They had eaten the pills the day before yesterday. The residual pill power was taking effect!

***

Gu Han gave Han Fu an Emerald Condensation Pill while staring oddly at the bewildered Mei Yun.

Fatty stayed far away, also with an awkward look. “Instructor Mei, your ability seems to have gotten better?”

Mei Yun’s expression turned cold. For some reason, he could suppress and even absorb the curse, but the price was immense. Not only did his own bad luck worsen greatly, even those around him were becoming increasingly unlucky. While watching Han Fu recover, he could constantly hear the agonized roars of the spirit beasts. He was in utter despair.

At that moment, Tian Ji’s furious shout came, and he stormed before them. “Mei Yun!”

Disheveled hair, walking barefoot, his face was extremely aged. He also faintly emanated a subtle holy might.

Fatty was stunned. “Tian Jizi, didn’t you fall in realm...?”

“Fatty, what are you doing here again? Get lost quickly! Nothing good ever happens when I see you! I told you long ago—” Tian Ji’s face held disgust. He then stared at Mei Yun. “Not to let you run around—eh?”

He then noticed that Mei Yun was different from before.

For the past few months, he had forcefully used a secret technique to temporarily return to the Saint realm, carefully stabilizing his cultivation. Unexpectedly, a slight error occurred in his cultivation circulation, nearly ruining all his previous efforts. As soon as he sensed it, he knew that Mei Yun had something to do with it, and immediately ran out to scold him.

He stared at Mei Yun without stopping, muttering incessantly, “Black qi surrounding you, a sinister aura between the eyebrows, and a trace of strange power... What’s going on? How did you get so much stronger?”

Mei Yun felt indescribably sad. Stronger? What kind of damn strength is this?!

With half-closed eyes, Tian Ji muttered to himself, completely ignoring Gu Han’s existence, “This is impossible.”

He instinctively wanted to calculate Mei Yun’s origins again. At that moment, a muffled sound came, and the sky darkened as if thunder was gathering.

Gu Han was filled with shock. “What is he doing?”

Fatty was completely calm. “Nothing much. He’s relapsing again.”

A thunderbolt of about a zhang fell from the sky, pierced through the vast Tian Ji Great Formation outside, and struck Tian Ji squarely on the head.

Gu Han was shocked. The thunderbolt was far stronger than when he had endured during the heavenly tribulation! It could probably kill a Transcendent realm expert on the spot! However, besides Tian Ji, others seemed unaffected.

Tian Ji spat out a mouthful of blood, his aura wilting rapidly. His cultivation became unstable and was on the verge of falling another realm.

Mei Yun panicked. “I’m sorry! I was careless! Why is this lightning so strong?!”

Fatty was calm, but Tian Jizi was calmer than Fatty, chanting incantations and activating a secret technique to suppress his injuries again.

Gu Han was completely speechless. Just how many times has he been struck by lightning to have this kind of composure and calmness?!

Only then did Tian Ji finally notice Gu Han, his brows furrowing slightly. “Who are you? Didn’t I say that the valley is closed for a hundred years?! I can’t do anything with the heavenly secrets right now. Whatever the matter, come back in a hundred years!”

Fatty curled his lip. “Who are you trying to fool! You just got struck by lightning!”

“I like it! What’s it to you?!” Tian Ji was furious. Then, his gaze returned to Mei Yun. “But that’s strange... How did your ability improve so much?”

Gu Han felt a bit awkward. “It’s me.”

He explained his purpose for coming and the changes in Mei Yun.

Tian Ji fixed his gaze on Gu Han. “Nether clan? Curse?”

He had previously thought Gu Han was the same as those outsiders, so he couldn’t be bothered with him. Who would’ve expected that Gu Han brought about Mei Yun’s changes?!

His expression was unfriendly. “Why didn’t you say so earlier?! You had to wait until I was struck by lightning to say it? Did you do that on purpose?!”

Gu Han was speechless. “Didn’t you just say you liked being struck by lightning?”

Now, Tian Ji was speechless.

Holding back the urge to punch the smug Fatty, he gave Gu Han another deep look. “I never expected for you to actually encounter the nether clan!”

“He’s already dead.”

“Still a nether clan!”

Gu Han turned serious. “Senior, what exactly is the nether clan?”

He had a faint feeling that Tian Ji knew far more than others.

A trace of fear flashed in Tian Ji’s eyes. “The nether clan was also known as the innate holy clan!”

Fatty was filled with curiosity as he came closer. “What’s that?”

Tian Jizi glared fiercely at him. “Before chaos was divided, before the dawn of creation, when heaven and earth were still in primordial chaos, when no living beings of all kinds existed... The innate holy clan already existed!”