Chapter 603: Paper Man Curse
Chapter 603: Paper Man Curse
Several days later.
"May our paths be long and our reunion swift, my fellow cultivator."
Fang Xing bid farewell to Tao Hong, watching her leave.
Unexpectedly, the old woman had transformed back into a middle-aged woman in her thirties or forties, resembling a mature beauty.
And the original Paper Servant Valley manager disciple had become a child-sized mummified corpse...
During these days, Fang Xing was naturally ruthless, using the 'Soul-Bewitching Technique' to extract all the information from the old man.
The most crucial information was, of course, about the Blood Paper Manual and the intelligence regarding the collusion with Qingmu Mountain.
After the interrogation, Fang Xing was happy to do a favor and handed the old man over to Tao Hong to help restore her life span.
Tao Hong was indeed ruthless and determined, with a resilient and unwavering mind, and she had no thoughts of being a virtuous lady.
If this girl ventured into the demonic path and had some luck, she might indeed make a name for herself.
Fang Xing didn't care about this, silently recalling the contents of the Blood Paper Manual.
"Hmm... In the battles between Qingmu Mountain and the Xue Ying Clan up until now, most of the secret techniques of the Origami Sect have been seized. In the Blood Paper Manual, only a few techniques for cultivation and the final 'Phantom Paper House Dimension' are ones I haven't learned."
In fact, when Fang Xing previously refined the six Paper Generals, he had already touched upon the mysteries of the Paper House Dimension.
Given more time, he might have been able to deduce it on his own.
But now, with the original text as a reference, it would be even better.
"Besides that, there's also the traitor who betrayed me!"
Fang Xing's expression turned cold, and suddenly, a yellow paper figure appeared in his hand. He seemed deep in thought: "That fool tried to skin a tiger, but he didn't realize that someone had already left a strand of his aura, refining it into a paper figure to serve as a medium for casting curses..."
"In the Blood Paper Manual, there's a curse technique that involves striking such paper figures to curse the target... commonly known as 'beating a paper man.'"
Of course, this kind of curse had significant limitations.
First, one must naturally obtain the target's aura, preferably along with their essence blood, birthdate, and other details.
The more detailed the information, the better the curse's effect and the smaller the backlash.
Additionally, the greater the difference in cultivation levels, the easier it is to suffer backlash. For example, cursing a Dao Ji cultivator with Qi Sensing or a Yin Spirit with Dao Ji cultivation not only has a high chance of failure but also requires an extremely painful price even if successful.
Finally, even if the curse succeeds, the caster must endure some backlash, and there's a high chance of reducing their lifespan...
"This 'Paper Man Curse' is just right for casting."
Fang Xing let out a cold laugh.
For an ordinary Origami Sect Dao Ji cultivator, they might only be able to threaten the target.
But he wanted the target dead!
To use the 'Paper Man Curse' to curse a Dao Ji target to death, he would undoubtedly have to pay a significant price.
However, for Fang Xing, sacrificing a bit of his lifespan was nothing.
...
Qingmu Mountain, Shennong Hall.
"What? You were ambushed by the Gua Shu Sect and the Xue Ying Clan?"
Fei Changnong was startled upon hearing Fang Xing's story: "The Gua Shu Sect has the leisure to act, could there be changes at the Three Absolute Passages? Are they diverting the Flying Sword School's resources?"
There were no fools among those who had cultivated to Dao Ji. He thought of a possibility, and his expression turned grim.
"Your situation, Junior Brother, is probably not an isolated case..." Fei Changnong thought for a moment and said carefully, "Previously, several Dao Ji Junior Brothers went missing, and I found it strange. Now it seems that they were all related to the Gua Shu Sect... As long as we investigate thoroughly, we'll find the truth. How did you manage to escape, Junior Brother?"
Fang Xing smiled and patted his Flying Mouse Sack, taking out two boxes.
When he opened them, they contained the heads of Xie Songshan and Chi Mei Shang Ren.
"These two heads should also be worth quite a few battle merits, right?"
"You killed these two?"
Fei Changnong swallowed.
Even for him, a middle-stage Dao Ji cultivator, encountering these two powerful individuals, escaping with his life was already a fortunate outcome.
"I've been cultivating the Origami Art as a supplementary technique, and it's yielded some results."
Fang Xing clapped his hands, and a Paper General briefly appeared, then shrunk to palm size and was put back into the Flying Mouse Sack.
"Beyond the Path of Dao? To cultivate such a Paper General, you'd probably have to sacrifice a hundred years of your lifespan, right?"
Fei Changnong sensed Fang Xing's cultivation level again: "Junior Brother, although you've advanced to the middle stage of Dao Ji... but your lifespan?"
"I also discovered the trap in advance. If not for that, I might have died."
Fang Xing smiled, but his eyes held a hint of madness.
"Good, I'll take these two heads, Senior Brother. The battle merits will definitely be recorded under your name, Junior Brother."
Fei Changnong bowed respectfully and kept the two heads.
After Fang Xing's figure disappeared into the distance, a red shadow emerged from behind—it was the red-robed senior sister.
"He's gone crazy. I thought this Junior Brother Fang was a dedicated cultivator, but I never expected him to cultivate the Origami Art and sacrifice so much of his lifespan."
The red-robed senior sister was a bit horrified.
Thinking of their previous schemes, she broke out in a cold sweat.
After all, to refine a Beyond the Path of Dao Paper General, one might have to sacrifice a hundred years of lifespan. Calculating this, Junior Brother Fang Xing didn't have many years left to live.
How terrifying would such a powerful cultivator be, nearing death and alone?
"It's a pity for Junior Brother Fang Xing... He was forced into this."
Fei Changnong sighed and then coldly said, "There's definitely something strange about Junior Brother Fang Xing's ambush. Perhaps someone in our Shennong Hall is secretly communicating with the Xue Ying Clan, which is a crime of treason!"
The red-robed senior sister's expression changed: "Who is it?"
"There aren't many who can find out about Fang Shidi's whereabouts during his break..."
Fei Changnong said, "With Fang Shidi's temperament, he will definitely seek revenge. We don't need to get involved, and we might even have to help him!"
"Help him?"
Hong Shijie was a little puzzled.
"Indeed. How many more years does Fang Shidi have left? By helping him this time, we'll become his close friends in the future... He's all alone, and when the time comes, his funeral must be handled with dignity and respect."
Fei Changnong spoke with deep compassion.
Such a lunatic, no one dares to provoke him while he's alive, but there are still those who want to take advantage of his demise!
Upon hearing this, Hong Shijie's eyes lit up.
That Fang Shidi's Lingnong Art was astonishing, and he must have accumulated quite a fortune.
Moreover, even if that paper general, who had reached the Beyond the Path of Dao realm, lost his master and suffered a significant decline in strength, he could still manage to possess the strength of the Initial Dao Ji realm, making him a formidable Dao Ji warrior!
...
Qingyu Garden.
"Manager Shishu, is that you?"
Yu Tiandong stared at Fang Xing, astonished to find that amidst his black hair, there was a strand of white hair, floating in front of him.
"During my recent trip, I encountered some issues, and my life span has been reduced."
The latest news... Shen Nong Hall's executive, Qian Hui, was found dead in his own cave abode... He was a powerful cultivator at the Middle Dao Ji realm.
"It's just a mere Middle Dao Ji realm."
Fang Xing chuckled and glanced at Meng Tiandong, "Old Meng, you've been with me for so long. If you feel that Qingmu Mountain is dangerous, I'll write a letter to let you leave Qingmu Mountain. What do you think?"
Meng Tiandong hesitated, "This... Aside from my sect, I don't have anywhere else to go. I might as well stay here in Qingyu Garden until the end."
(End of Chapter)
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