Chapter 771: Chapter 769: Curse of the Broken (28)_1 Chapter 771: Chapter 769: Curse of the Broken (28)_1 How decisive.
A mont later, Fu Qian stood once again before the gates of the ruins.
Compared to his arrival, the place was now completely empty.
It seed the Kamakura Family had not left even a speck for the ordinary person to glance at, to avoid sending them to a pointless death.
At this mont, there wasn’t even a bird to be seen around.
In any case, it was bleak and desolate, a scene of a finale with everyone gone!
And given his busy official duties, Fu Qian did not linger to admire the scene but entered the ancient ruins for the third ti directly.
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“It’s really all right now!”
Down the mountain, the mbers of the Academy were marveling at the Kamakura Family, now cleansed to level zero.
The previously irresistible curse seed to have completely lost its effect.
And those marks, which normally appeared on the body due to superior forces, had also been so efficiently erased.
“For now, it seems to be going well, with no signs of relapse,”
With hands dripping blood, Kamakura Guizhi was being bandaged while actively describing how he felt.
“Of course, the price is just as Mr. Yun said; I am now completely an ordinary person.”
Even as he spoke, he couldn’t help but sigh.
“At least your life is saved.”
Seeing the others still lost in their thoughts, Chang Mo snorted coldly.
“Or would you prefer to beco a pile of rotting flesh?”
This graphic description not only shocked the Kamakura Family but also made the mbers of the Academy involuntarily recall the crystal-clear pool, silencing the air for a few seconds.
“That Mr. Yun, what exactly did he do to achieve this?”
Finally, it was Jian Jingzheng who broke the silence, attracting sideways glances from his peers, but ultimately, no one said anything.
They had already retreated far away at the request of the demigod’s secrecy. If Yun had not restricted the Kamakura Family from speaking too much, was it not okay to be curious?
“Mr. Yun… he did nothing at all.”
What?
However, the next mont, Kamakura Guizhi’s answer shocked everyone once again.
“It’s strange to too, but he indeed just sat there for a while, and then the curse stopped, and the marks on our bodies disappeared quickly.”
Kamakura Guizhi, too, was at a loss for words, only able to recount what happened as it was.
Just sitting still?
The Academy mbers looked at each other once more, feeling as if their brains couldn’t comprehend this.
“This Mr. Yun seems to know far more than we imagined.”
For a while, even the head of the investigation team, Cass, nodded in agreent, his remark laden with profound implications.
“However, it was indeed correct to bring Liushuang this ti.”
Straightaway following this, he turned to Ji Liushuang, swiftly changing the subject.
“Indeed…”
Chang Mo was the first to catch Cass’s aning and sighed softly.
“Being turned into an ordinary person the mont the mark is dispelled does not seem at all related to Sword Dao cultivation. Liushuang is much sharper than us teachers.”
“It’s just a guess on my part.”
Praised consecutively by Cass and Chang Mo, Ji Liushuang seed a bit embarrassed.
“No need to be modest; this is precisely why geniuses are so exasperating.”
Cass let out a hearty laugh, utterly disregarding how this conversation was irritating the Kamakura Family.
“The situation here seems to be temporarily stable, but as Mr. Yun said, we should still stay and observe for a few days before leaving.”
“Now, so of you stay here, the rest may go and rest.”
Seeing that Ji Liushuang seed a bit tired as she spoke, Cass directly indicated that they could go back to rest.
“It’s alright.”
Most of the mbers of the Academy were curious about the changes in the Kamakura Family, and given that today’s activities weren’t too strenuous, despite Cass saying so, only a few people responded.
Ji Liushuang, however, did not push herself and, after apologizing, left with a few instructors to go to the accommodations arranged by the Kamakura Family to rest.
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Life, if only like the first encounter.
Passing through the familiar stone doors, Fu Qian looked around at the clear pool and felt deeply moved.
Although the ruins were as complex as a maze, they were not much of a problem for him, and it wasn’t long before he found his way back by following the route in his head.
At this mont, the reservoir had returned to its original state as he first saw it.
Unfortunately, due to previous experiences, he could no longer regard it as anything pure.
The reason he returned was not out of excessive curiosity, but for the last step of the mission.
The mission required him to make contact with the Naless God, and at this point, the Kamakura Family had been cleansed into ordinary people by him. The only things left with an unusual connection to the Naless God were this ruin and the thing in the pool.
The next plan required synthesizing various conditions to maximize the probability.
The next mont, Fu Qian stepped forward, and a black and red tendril slowly erged, gently probing into the bottom of the pool.
A heavy sensation ca, like inserting a hand into liquid tal.
However, it was apparent that the Crystal Pool was indeed seriously damaged.
It wasn’t until Fu Qian retracted his tendril that the pool began to ripple, with sparkling crystal sand.
And now in Fu Qian’s hand, there was an additional shimring longsword.
This was Miss Liushuang’s own sword, which he had thrown into it earlier.
With a casual swing, Fu Qian looked at the shiny lump in the pool approaching him and nodded in satisfaction.
Good, he had been worried that it would take a long ti to show any sign of activity.
Although the lump that ford a crystallized arm was oddly shaped and only barely ford, it was enough.
The next mont, Fu Qian held the longsword level and looked up to the sky.
What did Brother Ah Kai say?
If he could replicate all of his spell materials and motions exactly, he could replicate the effect of a miracle.
Although what he needed to do was slightly different, it definitely was worth a try.
For instance, replicating the Cursed Swordsmanship of the Kamakura Family.
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Focusing his mind and setting aside distractions, Fu Qian tried to silently call upon the na Naless God in his mind, making himself as still as a Tomb Guardian.
The next mont, facing the lashing crystallized arm, he directly cut out with his sword.
The sword stroke was weird and twisted, like a Butcher cutting at, eagerly carving off the opponent’s skin and bones.
Yes, this was the Curse Swordsmanship honed by the Kamakura Family for hundreds of years, displayed consecutively by Kamakura Guizhi and Kamakura Si.
Although the posture was distorted and graceless, for Fu Qian, it was actually quite easy to replicate.
Clang!
In the crisp sound, the crystallized arm was undoubtedly struck, trembling as it was solidly sliced off a piece.
Unfortunately, the rest of it quickly wriggled and rolled out as new.
This stroke clearly had not received the empowernt of the Naless God, and of course, it did not carry the Punishnt from a Sage either.
Not at all surprised by this, Fu Qian imdiately countered with a backhand slice, cutting off another section.
Afterward, he executed each stroke according to his mory, replicating each motion perfectly, focusing intently as if transford into a Tomb Guardian.
Now was the mont to act on behalf of the gods, all heretics disturbing the peace must die.
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