Supreme Sword Exalt

Curse power was ethereal and elusive, faintly touching upon the most fundamental laws of the Great Dao. Even if they were at the Feather Transformation realm, they still wouldn’t be able to see or even sense it at all.

They couldn’t understand Mei Yun’s special ability. How did he do it?!

Only Fatty knew because he had been there when Mei Yun helped break Gu Han’s curse. He ventured a guess. “Instructor Mei, c-can you get it out?”

Everyone’s gaze once again landed on Mei Yun. Is that possible...?

Mei Yun shook his head. “It’s not easy. Whether in terms of quality or quantity, his curse is far stronger than Gu Han’s. I couldn’t even gauge its full extent.”

Everyone exchanged glances. So he’s the one who removed Gu Han’s curse!

Instantly, their view of Mei Yun changed. Could this man, who seems unremarkable and timid, actually be a hidden expert?!

Yun Zhan took a deep breath and cupped his hands toward Mei Yun. “Fellow Daoist, if you can break the curse, you’ll become a great benefactor of the Dragon Ancestor lineage!”

Mei Yun was taken aback. “I...”

Before, others had always regarded him with fear, disdain, and disgust. Now, everyone gazed at him with curiosity, surprise, and even expectation. Unbeknownst to him, his eyes had grown a little moist. So this is the feeling of being welcomed and acknowledged? It’s unfamiliar, but it feels great!

Originally, he had been deeply repulsed by the idea of absorbing curse power, as it would only make his ability even stronger. But now, things were different.

He had originally planned to say he’d try, but upon seeing Yun Zhan and Yun Fan’s gazes, he rephrased, “Don’t worry! Leave it to me! This curse? Removing it is child’s play to me!”

Following that, he strode proudly up to Yun Zhan. “Don’t move! Let me capture it!”

Yun Zhan really didn’t dare to move. As a Feather Transformation realm cultivator, the new master of the Dragon Mark, and a descendant of the Dragon Ancestor, he felt an unprecedented nervousness. Even Feng Xi watched with great seriousness.

Mei Yun pressed his two fingers together and put them on Yun Zhan’s brow. An incomparably cold and sinister aura fell upon everyone. A malevolent, vicious mass of black qi appeared at Yun Zhan’s brow. Just one look made everyone feel as if something slimy had landed on them, making them extremely uncomfortable.

Just then, the black qi shifted and condensed into a strange rune, which was the curse mark. In the flash of a moment, Mei Yun’s fingers made contact with the mark. With a miserable cry, he flew backward. He landed on the ground, twitched twice, then his eyes rolled back as he fainted on the spot. At the same time, the curse mark trembled for a moment, then dissipated. The cold aura in the field disappeared along with it.

Everyone secretly let out a breath of relief. If merely sensing a wisp of its aura left them like this, one could only imagine the terrifying power of the curse and the immense pressure Yun Zhan had endured.

They were overthinking it. All previous masters of the Dragon Mark, including the Flame Emperor and Yun Zhan, had never been able to sense the existence of the curse power at all. Because of Mei Yun, this curse power had materialized, and it was the only time.

Upon seeing Mei Yun, who was unconscious, Yun Fan felt hollow inside. “He failed—”

Yun Zhan shook his head as a hint of unprecedented excitement appeared in his voice. “No! He didn’t fail. This curse power seems to have decreased by a bit!”

Ever since refining the Dragon Mark, the curse had become a part of him, making him far more sensitive to curse power than anyone else.

He looked at Mei Yun. “You’re incredible! Truly incredible!”

Only he knew just how formidable this curse was. During the peak of the Dragon Ancestor lineage, while Dragon Mark Masters were not necessarily supreme throughout the heavens, they could certainly be considered regional overlords. Yet they had all been helpless against the curse. Meanwhile, Mei Yun had broken a bit of it in one go.

One day, this curse would be completely broken. Then, the most fatal problem that had plagued the Dragon Ancestor lineage for countless years would disappear!

Supported by Yun Fan, Mei Yun slowly woke up, just in time to hear Yun Zhan say the words “truly incredible.”

He perked up. “Don’t help me! I can still... I can try again—”

He spat out another mouthful of blood.

Yun Zhan quickly stopped him. “Fellow Daoist, you should focus on recovering. This matter can wait! There’s no rush!”

He, Yun Fan, and Feng Xi then all bowed deeply to him.

Mei Yun was at a loss. “What...”

A person who had long lived with inferiority and rejection would naturally feel somewhat uneasy when met with genuine acknowledgment and gratitude. He was no different.

Mei Yun pounded his chest loudly, aggravating his injuries and spitting blood profusely. “Don’t worry! Just leave this to me! It’s just a trifling curse power... I... don’t even... consider it—”

Before he could finish, his eyes rolled back again, and he fainted. Just before losing consciousness, he suddenly remembered what Tian Ji had said to him. So this is my true opportunity, my fortune...

Everyone was speechless.

Yun Fan scrambled about in a fluster, breaking out in a sweat. “Quick! Transcendent Substance—no, half-saint herb—no, saint herb, where’s the saint herb?! Someone fetch Divine Physician Xue!!!”

He was too concerned. Mei Yun had only suffered a minor injury, and had fainted simply because he was too excited.

Meanwhile, Feng Xi watched on in silence. If we met Mei Yun decades ago, before that upheaval had occurred, would today’s outcome have been different? Would he not have died?

Yun Zhan let out a soft sigh. Clearly, he had thought of that as well. He wanted to comfort her but didn’t know where to start, so he changed the subject. “Kid, still no news of him?”

Feng Xi shook her head, regretting deeply having let Gu Han pursue Yun Tu alone.

The War Prince sighed. “It’s okay. I’ll go later—hm?”

Before he could finish, a faint, dignified presence came from afar, landing within everyone’s perception.

Everyone tensed, looking up in unison. Who’s that?!

Suddenly, two figures landed before everyone. One wore a black robe, his face cold and stern, with a deep scar across it. It was Qiu Qian, who had returned! The other wore a blue robe, middle-aged in appearance, dignified and full of righteous aura. He exuded authority without anger. Although he had deliberately restrained his aura, the invisible pressure he carried still gave everyone a great sense of oppression.

He swept his gaze around and landed on Yun Zhan. His voice was resonant, full of righteousness. “May I ask, are you a descendant of Alliance Master Yun Qi?”

Yun Zhan was secretly on guard. ”Yes. I am Yun Zhan. Yun Qi was my clan uncle. May I ask who you are?”

The man cupped his hands in greeting, showing no disdain for Yun Zhan despite his low cultivation. “I am Gu Chen from the Ancient Cang Realm’s Taihao Ancient Sect.”