Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 877 The Three Calamities
Wang Weiguo looked down at his chest, finding it completely unharmed, as if the incident of He Songling piercing his heart and taking his heart's blood was entirely an illusion.

Just as he was feeling a little dazed, he suddenly felt a warm current surge down from the soles of his feet and flow through his limbs and bones, feeling warm and cozy, like being in a hot spring.

As the warmth enveloped his entire body, he felt a chill enter from the top of his head, quickly spreading to his internal organs, passing through his dantian, and then reaching the soles of his feet.

Wang Weiguo couldn't help but shiver. Fortunately, after the shiver subsided, the chilling feeling seemed to dissipate along with the ground.

"This, what is this?"

Wang Weiguo saw that the ground around him seemed to have been corroded by some strong acid or alkali, and was dark and messy, like the surface of the moon. He couldn't help but feel a chill.

"These are the three calamities and their consequences."

This was created by He Songling based on the reverse engineering of the ancestral curse that the black wizard had placed on Joseph years ago. The black magic that he couldn't break back then, which required the help of the Grand Elder of the Medicine Immortal Association to break, is now like a toy in the hands of the old immortal He Songling.

Turn it over, adjust it, manipulate it at will, and wield it freely.

"How severe are these three calamities?" Wang Ye felt his head start to ache again.

As a member of the Taoist sect, how could he not know the benefits and harms of the three calamities?

Sun Wukong received the Dharma from his patriarch, which was said to be the Great Way of Immortality, but in reality, it was an extraordinary path. As the saying goes, "The Way that can be spoken of is not the eternal Way." This path seizes the creation of heaven and earth and encroaches upon the mysteries of the sun and moon. The golden elixir he cultivated is intolerable to heaven, earth, ghosts, and gods.

Therefore, every five hundred years, a calamity would descend, lasting for a total of fifteen hundred years, known as the Three Calamities. This extraordinary method would not be reported to the underworld or the heavenly court, so the lifespan recorded in the Book of Life and Death would not be changed, which led to Sun Wukong's later disturbances in the underworld and his ascent to the heavenly court.

The problem is, the stone monkey nurtured by the essence of heaven and earth on Flower Fruit Mountain can afford to eat it, but how can his father, an ordinary person, withstand such a thing?
"You call yourself a Taoist priest, yet you've never read 'Journey to the West'?" He Songling said, glancing at Zhuge Qing as he spoke. He recalled saying the same thing to his junior brother, Zhuge Yuan, only to be rebuffed with, "My family reads 'Romance of the Three Kingdoms'."

This time, you, Wang Ke, are a proper Taoist priest who has left home from Wudang Mountain, and you are from the Quanzhen School. You must know about the Golden Elixir Method, right?
"They are heavenly thunder, yin fire, and bifeng."

He Songling counted on his fingers for him: "Look, just now I pierced your heart with a sword, that's like being struck by lightning; Uncle Wang, did you feel a warm current running from the soles of your feet to the top of your head just now?"

"Yes, there is." Wang Weiguo nodded.

"Yes, this is the Yin fire that rises from the soles of the feet. Just now, it blew from the fontanelle into the six internal organs, through the dantian, and through the nine orifices. This is the Bifeng."

He Songling clapped his hands and said, “Don’t worry, just like myths and legends are different from the actual cultivation of us extraordinary people. Myths are only used to refer to a part of the path of cultivation for extraordinary people. My three calamities are not meant to kill people. Even if I survive them, I will not live as long as the heavens. However, they will definitely have the effect of strengthening the body.”

"Hey, you know what, it's true." Wang Weiguo clenched his fist upon hearing this, feeling completely refreshed, light as a feather, and as strong as an ox. It was as if his big belly had disappeared, and he had returned to the days when he was a soldier, going up mountains and down to the sea decades ago.

"Improving physical fitness isn't the most important thing; it's actually a curse for me."

"A curse?" Wang Ye's head started to ache again. It's no wonder he was so nervous; he only had one father, and he couldn't afford to be careless.

“Yes, the Three Calamities are severe. There is one calamity every five hundred years, for a total of fifteen hundred years,” He Songling nodded and said.

“Five hundred years?” Wang Weiguo discovered the key point: “I can live for five hundred years?” “Dad, you’re dreaming.” Wang Ye also understood what He Songling meant. “You will live as many years as you are supposed to live. Old Ling’s skills can at most keep you healthy and prevent you from dying in your old age with tubes inserted.”

“That works too, that works too,” Wang Weiguo said with a smile, not being greedy at all.

"Most importantly, this curse is exclusive and hereditary. It has already cursed you, and before the curse ends, it cannot allow any other curse or method to befall you. If it dares to do so, it will be competing with it for territory, and it will reverse the effects of other curses along the causal line and directly back onto the caster."

This was He Songling's true purpose. Direct defense was enough; he needed to guard against others secretly using methods such as fate, feng shui, black magic, and witchcraft to plot against Wang Ye's family.

But how to defend against it, how strong to use it, and whether the Wang family can withstand the blessings of the immortal magic? These are all things that need to be thought out; it's too troublesome.

Let's just use a curse.

If an immortal worships you, it might bring misfortune rather than fortune, a situation you "cannot bear"; but if an immortal harms you, it's simply to achieve their goal, and at worst, that's all. As for other methods that want to harm the Wang family, none of them surpass the immortal's curse, so they must all step aside and wait to be devoured by the immortal's curse.

Convenient, fast, and safe.

Just like Thanos's "curse of immortality" for Deadpool, it's called a curse, but it's actually a good thing.

"Wait a minute," Wang Ye asked worriedly, "Your curse can last for 1,500 years and be passed down through the bloodline? What if my family..."

Although rationally speaking, Wang didn't think his family could last for 1,500 years, he still felt a bit guilty about having to choose three descendants from 500 to 1,500 years later to protect his ancestors from disaster.

Wang Weiguo may not care, but Wang Ye himself is a sorcerer, and he is particularly sensitive to things like fate and karma.

"You stupid boy, do you think our family tradition can last for five hundred years?" Wang Weiguo didn't hold back with his son, slapping him on the back of the head and doing what He Songling wanted to do.

"Exactly!" Since Wang Weiguo had already done it first, He Songling didn't hold back either, following up with a slap of his own. The two slaps made Wang Ye's head shake back and forth, and he felt like the things in front of him were going double.

"Besides, your father has already endured all three calamities, hasn't he? It will simply continue to exist for another 1,500 years."

"What about those who aren't related by blood?" Wang Ye was still a little worried. "My mom, my sister-in-law, and the others..."

“What era are we living in? You’re still clinging to that old-fashioned idea of ​​passing down the manhood only to daughters.” He Songling slapped Wang Ye on the back of the head again. “According to the legal definition of ‘close relatives,’ from your father down, your spouse, lineal relatives, and collateral relatives within three generations are all within the scope of the curse.”

"Okay, okay." Wang Ye breathed a sigh of relief.

Ultimately, the dangers that may arise are all aimed at him and his Feng Hou Qi Men (a martial arts technique). The idea of ​​it being passed down for five hundred or a thousand years is all nonsense. As long as he can protect his current family and loved ones, that's all that matters.

Could it be that someone is going to capture Wang Ye's distant relatives beyond the fifth degree of kinship to threaten him, or that they think he would pass on the Feng Hou Qi Men technique to a distant relative beyond the fifth degree of kinship?

(End of this chapter)