Chapter 284: Blood Splitting Curse

Chapter 284: Blood Splitting Curse

“Curse?”

The moment the topic of a “curse” came up, Mu Yiting’s face turned pale.

After all, a curse is even more dangerous than poison!

However, regular curses can be easily detected when submerged in water since they are linked to spiritual energy, making them pretty straightforward to spot.

Yet, she hadn’t noticed anything—perhaps she lacked the cultivation level of Lin Nuo and couldn’t perceive it.

“What kind of curse is this? Have you encountered this kind before?” Mu Yiting asked curiously.

“Blood Splitting Curse, a rare blood technique curse. As for me, I’ve encountered it before.”

If you ask whether I’d encountered it, the answer is yes, in my previous life.

But that was after I’d turned into a demon.

Back then, when the Blood Splitting Curse emerged, it caused quite a stir; it was a novel technique, and no one had a clue how to counter it at the start.

I was the first to break it, of course, since I had accidentally been hit by it too. That memory is still fresh—almost thought I was done for!

With a collection of random knowledge I’d picked up, I gave it my best shot and somehow managed to cure it—removed the curse.

Those with high-level cultivation can force it out with internal spiritual energy, but that only works for themselves; helping others is another story.

Later, some figured out how to remove bloody curses, but it took them almost two months longer than Lin Nuo’s findings.

At that time, the Blood Splitting Curse had claimed countless lives, and the deceased’s vital energy was absorbed, helping the caster rise in power.

Who’s to blame for this Blood Splitting Curse? The Blood Demon, Yu Sha.

I suspect this guy is Ling Huang Xian from Zifeng Valley; after the incident with the Blood Dragon’s soul going berserk, he vanished without a trace.

However, the version of the Blood Splitting Curse he’s using now is much weaker than what I faced in my last life.

That’s normal; the timeline is different.

After all, it’s been two or three years, and he’s improved his blood technique, making it more effective—though it’s still not fully matured.

With his current level of blood magic, especially when blended in water, the curse’s potency is greatly weakened. I’d bet a skilled doctor could dispel it, let alone those immortals.

This kind of blood curse is similar to poison; it can gradually sap a person’s vitality and lead to death. If a lot of people die, and he shows up in the city, he can absorb all that vital energy to grow stronger.

In fact, there’s also a Hidden Blood Curse, which is very sneaky. It causes symptoms similar to the Blood Splitting Curse, but its inherent danger is not high.

You could say it’s a disguised blood curse; if you do nothing, it won’t be fatal, and it will eventually fade away on its own.

However, when you try to use spiritual energy to dispel this curse, it backfires, absorbing your energy and triggering a much stronger Blood Splitting Curse, leading to instant death.

In summary, there are two types of blood curses meant for two types of people.

The Blood Splitting Curse is for ordinary folks who can’t remove it on their own.

The Hidden Blood Curse targets the cultivators who can naturally dispel curses; it uses their own attempt to remove the curse against them, leading to their demise.

Right now, the tea Lin Nuo and the others are experiencing is the Blood Splitting Curse, likely aimed at ordinary people.

Mu Yiting had a hazy understanding of the Blood Splitting Curse, feeling like she and Lin Nuo came from entirely different worlds.

“What happens if someone gets hit by this curse?” Mu Yiting asked anxiously.

“Skin will裂 open and burst with blood, and then it’s just death; that’s how simple it is.”

Lin Nuo responded calmly, showing no signs of panic, like a seasoned veteran who’d weathered many storms.

“Is there any way to dispel it?”

“Nope.”

Lin Nuo directly dismissed her question; the truth is, there is a way, but he had no reason to make it public.

As a villain, he wasn’t about to play the savior role; it was a joke to think he would care if half the city’s folks dropped dead from a blood curse!

Not an ounce of turmoil stirred in his heart; in fact, he nearly laughed.

What a great celebration this was!

But the Lin family’s water doesn’t seem to carry this issue.

After all, they don’t share the same water source; the Lin family has their specific water supply, separate from the outside.

Mu Yiting felt increasingly panicked. To be cursed to death with no way to lift it? That’s terrifying!

“I owe you a favor; if you don’t mind, you can use my body to repay it.”

“Keep it; we can talk later. I don’t want to get sullied.”

“I’m giving it to you, so you can rest assured.”

Mu Yiting spoke without any reservations, straightforward, no longer the modest, shy girl; after all, Lin Nuo already saw through her disguise, so pretending was pointless and would only disgust him.

“By the way, since I see you, my cold water is running low; can you fetch a few bottles?”

“But the water here is unusable.”

“I’ll go to the Lin family and get some. Ah, never mind, let’s not head back; you should leave quickly. This place isn’t suitable for staying.”

“I’m still worried. After all, there might be other unknown techniques alongside the blood curse. I’m scared I won’t make it out of the city; please escort me!”

“That’s not really your style.”

“It is my style. I’m not fearless; I have fears too. Please take me out of the city; your speed will get us there in no time.”

“I’m not fast; I’m very durable!” Lin Nuo rebutted directly.

“…I wasn’t talking about that; I don’t even know about it. You haven’t even come onto me!”

“I meant I don’t walk fast; what were you thinking?”

“…You’re something else; I’m not going to argue with you. So, are you taking me out or not? I’m worried that once I leave, you might not see me again, and my cold water will be gone.”

“Alright, alright, I’ll take you; just stop worrying.”

Lin Nuo munched on a couple of peanuts, feeling parched but unable to drink water, so he just endured it. No water meant he wouldn’t eat anymore.

If he got hit by the Blood Splitting Curse, his spiritual energy wouldn’t be strong enough to dispel it, and making an antidote at night was such a hassle.

Lin Nuo placed coins on the table and stood up with Mu Yiting, heading toward the city gate.

They took a shortcut, but the lighting was dim, relying mostly on moonlight to guide their path.

“What’s wrong?”

Suddenly, Mu Yiting hooked her arm through Lin Nuo’s, and he was taken aback.

“It’s dark; I’m worried I’ll get lost.”

“So, you’re playing house by holding hands?”

“Just think of it that way. Are you really that against it? It doesn’t matter if you are; I’m going to hold on anyway.”

“Do as you wish.”

Lin Nuo didn’t object, feeling indifferent. If he were opposed, he could just push her away; if she persisted, he could easily pin her to the ground.

Honestly, he didn’t mind Mu Yiting; on the contrary, he felt quite aligned with her and found their conversation very comfortable.

The people in the city continued their oblivious lives while Lin Nuo pondered the time. The Blood Splitting Curse had already started to seep into their bodies, and countless citizens would soon be afflicted with Blood Fever.

At that point, this city was bound to become a dead city.

Lin Nuo had an unsettling feeling that the black birds in the sky were watching him, perhaps that was just the sensitivity that comes with being a villain.

“Have you noticed anything unusual in the sky?” Lin Nuo asked.

“There’s a moon,” Mu Yiting replied.

“Want to enjoy the moonlight together? I wouldn’t mind; we’d look like a couple, and finding a nice spot to admire it isn’t a problem.”