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Chapter 70 Crisis
"Lord Pei Yao, you've arrived. We've made new progress in our research on this new experimental subject. It's a different type of curse power than any curse that has ever appeared before."
"Very good, let me explain the effects of this curse power."
"This curse can make the cursed cultivator's appearance and figure more feminine, and it will also have a kind of spiritual energy fluctuation that can affect the emotions of those around them, which is transmitted in an unknown way."
The most obvious example right now is Pei Changyuan, who previously worked with me on the person with the curse. Because he had close contact with that guy once—you know how old he is, almost at the end of his life—he came back and started complaining to us about wanting to find a companion. It's very strange.”
The incessant conversation between the two woke Zhang Yunling up. He endured the constant stinging pain and slowly opened his eyes.
"Where...is this...?"
Looking around, Zhang Yunling found himself tied to a chair, his arms bound by iron chains. A stronger pain shot through his forearms, and then he was horrified to discover that his hands had been chopped off!
Blood oozing from the cut on his wrist spilled onto the ground. He was soaked in sweat. With difficulty, he raised his head and looked around, only to find himself in a spacious, enclosed room.
Every few meters in this secret room, there was a glass dome containing a naked person, who was being soaked in a mysterious liquid.
Not far ahead, a man and a woman were talking to each other. Seeing that the other party did not seem to have noticed that he had woken up, Zhang Yunling tried to use his spiritual power to break free from the restraints, but found that his cultivation was in chaos and completely out of control.
"Hmm, very good. Send more people to speed things up. I'm going to check on that kid we just caught yesterday." After giving his instructions, Pei Yao told the cultivator to go back and continue his research.
Seeing the woman walking towards him, Zhang Yunling decided to stop pretending and questioned her with a dark expression:
"Who are you? What do you want with me locked up here?"
Pei Yao sneered, slowly walked over, and reached out her cold hand to Zhang Yunling, gently stroking his cheek while praising him repeatedly:
"I never expected to see such a handsome man in this deep mountain forest. It's really great."
Zhang Yunling turned her head away in disgust, gritting her teeth and snarling, "Kill me or torture me as you please, but don't disgust me with your ugly appearance."
Upon hearing this, Pei Yao became somewhat angry and snorted coldly: "Hmph! Your brother is in my hands now. You'd better behave and obey, or I'll make him die in front of you."
"My senior brother has indeed been captured by you! You despicable scoundrel!"
"If you reveal some information that is useful to me now, I might spare your and your senior brother's lives. Tell me, where did you get this magic weapon?"
After saying that, Pei Yao took out an item from his storage bag, which was the mutton fat jade bottle, one of the thirty-three immortal artifacts.
"This treasure is truly miraculous. It actually cured my chronic ailment that had not healed for many years. Now that it is in your possession, you must know more about its whereabouts."
Pei Yao kept talking, but Zhang Yunling didn't move at all. He didn't have the fierce look he had before. Instead, he became depressed, his eyes were slightly lowered, and he looked very weak.
"Hey! I'm asking you a question!" Pei Yao shouted impatiently at Zhang Yunling, but heard him reply in a low voice:
"My hands have been cut off... and I've bled so much... I'm almost dead... I know the whereabouts of the other magical treasures... but once I'm dead... you'll never get them!"
Blood was spilling from the corner of Zhang Yunling's mouth, as if he would die on the spot at any moment.
Pei Yao panicked a little, but remembering that the magic weapon in her hand had healing properties, she activated her spiritual power and used the jade bottle to cast a spell on Zhang Yunling to heal him.
Feeling the dew emanating from the Bodhi leaf, Zhang Yunling's severed hands began to rapidly regenerate. However, he still had to pretend to be very weak and continue to deceive Pei Yao into using the Jade Purification Bottle to treat him.
"Hey! Can't you hear me? Get up right now!" Pei Yao became somewhat wary and stopped treating Zhang Yunling.
But in that instant, Zhang Yunling suddenly broke free from the iron chains, snatched the jade bottle from Pei Yao's hand, and his disordered spiritual energy and meridians were completely restored.
"You bitch, secretly using my immortal artifact to heal you? You don't deserve it!" Zhang Yunling, having been deceived and framed by this group of people, was now at the peak of his anger. He immediately gathered power in his right hand, and the Triple True Yang Finger was formed, which he used to attack Pei Yao.
"Damn brat, you dare to fight back even when you're about to die?" Pei Yao was no ordinary person either. He reacted quickly, grabbed Zhang Yunling's finger that was rushing towards him, and suddenly spread his spiritual power, forming a powerful impact that smashed Zhang Yunling's arm to pieces again.
The severed arm fell to the ground in a pool of blood, splashing up a ripple, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.
Pei Yao was furious and threatened, "I am a Golden Core cultivator at the Great Perfection stage. How dare you, a mere Golden Core ant at the early stage, bar your teeth and claws in front of me? Since you won't submit to me, then die!"
Pei Yao's attack followed closely. Zhang Yunling used the Divine Speed Ghost Step to disappear into the ground, dodging the attack and quickly creating distance. He then used the Jade Bottle to heal his broken forearm once again.
"Excellent! I never expected this magic weapon to possess such extraordinary power. Today, I will definitely claim it for myself!"
Pei Yao took a sudden step and charged towards Zhang Yunling like an arrow released from a bow.
Sensing the familiar spiritual energy fluctuations emanating from Pei Yao, Zhang Yunling's mind raced, and he quickly found a result in his memory.
"Are you a member of the Pei family of Chang'an City?" Zhang Yunling asked, narrowing his eyes.
"Hmph! So what? You're just a lowly rogue cultivator, you're not worthy to know my identity!"
"I am Zhang Yunling, a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect, and I am also the sect leader's personal disciple! How dare you hurt me?" Zhang Yunling's face was gloomy as he stretched out his black Taoist robe, revealing the golden Bagua pattern on it.
Upon hearing this, Pei Yao paused, becoming somewhat cautious. Her Pei family and the Quanzhen Sect had been close friends for generations, and recently, a Quanzhen Sect inner disciple had rendered great service to the Pei family. If the person in front of her was indeed Zhang Yunling, the one who had been personally hosted by the Pei family patriarch, Pei Jingshan, then things would be a bit complicated.
Pei Yao was originally a high-ranking member of the Pei family. He secretly established this place in a remote mountain forest far from Chang'an City by taking advantage of the family's abundant resources and foundation.
She publicly claimed to be researching a seventh-tier demonic beast that had once appeared in this area, but in reality, she was searching for and capturing cultivators with demonic curse physiques throughout the Dao Tian Continent, using this power to complete her ultimate plan.
Although she had lived in seclusion here for many years, she had heard about the recent events in the Quanzhen Sect. If the young man in front of her was indeed the personal disciple of the Quanzhen Sect Master, then killing him to silence him might bring unnecessary trouble.
Just as Pei Yao hesitated, a spatial fluctuation suddenly came from the open space between the two of them, and a man in black robes tore through space and stood in front of Zhang Yunling.
The man in black removed his bamboo hat, revealing long, flowing, dark green hair. A long sword gleamed coldly in his hand, its tip pointing directly at Pei Yao. A sharp shout followed:
"You're the one who hurt my brother, you bitch?"