Cursed Mountains and Seas

Chapter 305 Shocking News! The Body of a Three-Life Wise King Descends!
Wang Cheng knew that Han Wugui was a fourth-rank [Dragon's Blood] like Sister Axiao, and had long since cultivated the Dharma Temple Altar. If he wanted, no movement in the entire Prince's Mansion could escape his eyes.

Therefore, the sorcerer had already secretly prepared a plan of "openly repairing the plank road while secretly crossing the Chencang pass" in the sleeves of his Taoist robe.

Entering the not-so-heavy Prince's mansion was like entering an empty place; not to mention a mere fourth-rank official, even if ghosts and gods were watching, they wouldn't be able to detect him.

Furthermore, after the Tongmu Man is transformed into a guardian spirit, it can bury itself on its own, unlike Jiang Wenyuan who had to find someone to bury it manually.

"Where exactly does Han Wu-gui sleep?"

After circling around, he borrowed the "Gathering Beasts and Taming Birds, Enlightening All Kinds" ability from his original body to enter the perspective of the surrounding snakes, insects, rats, and ants, and quickly found out the information about the Crown Prince of Guangze.

Han Wugui has now become so lawless that he no longer lives in his original courtyard, but instead takes turns sleeping in the courtyards of his father, the current Prince of Guangze, Han Qinyu, and his four concubines.

If this were an ordinary member of the imperial family, the prince's subordinate officials would have already sent a secret memorial to the emperor, stripping him of his right to succession.

It is only because Han Wugui, a "Dragon Heir" who usurped a portion of the power of the state, and controlled everyone in the royal palace with a Nine Provinces State Decree, that he dared to act so recklessly.

Wang Cheng controlled a magpie to perch on a branch outside the window of the concubine's bedroom. Not only did he see Han Wugui's true form for the first time, but he also witnessed a scene that blinded him.

"cough!"

Han Wugui suddenly coughed from behind the thin gauze bed curtains. The four pretty maids who were serving outside quickly came in, knelt in a row by the bed, opened their mouths and looked up.

Han Wugui leaned out from behind the bed curtains and spat the contents of his throat into the open mouths of the four maids.

"Damn! A living beauty vessel? They don't treat people like human beings, this thing should have died long ago!"

Wang Cheng felt nauseous.

Even though many powerful and wealthy people are no longer satisfied with ordinary stimulation and can come up with some outrageous acts from time to time, those who are perverted to this extent are still a minority.

All he knew was that the most famous person to use this tactic in this dynasty was a certain exceptionally intelligent one-eyed man.

Suddenly, one of the maids, like him, couldn't stand it and gagged.

A chilling voice suddenly rang out above her head:
"Xia He, how dare you despise this young master?"

The maid named Xia He was so frightened that her face turned pale, and her body trembled like a quail. She hurriedly begged for mercy:

"I...I didn't! Your Highness, please spare me! Please, give me another chance!"

Han Wu-gui's eyes held no pity, only brutality.

He casually uttered a single word:

"die!"

The maidservant froze instantly, collapsed to the ground, and stopped breathing.

The two are worlds apart in status. For a fourth-rank [Dragon's Blood] to kill a mortal girl, a single order would suffice.

"Drag him out! Don't spoil my enjoyment."

The other three maids, suppressing their nausea, fear, and grief, carried their sister, with whom they had spent every day, out of the house.

Han Wugui felt a little better after killing someone. He turned over and hugged the concubine who was used to this scene and showed no reaction. They were about to continue.

But for no apparent reason, he shuddered and had no choice but to give up.

I felt slightly dizzy, and thought it was just a minor cold or something I wasn't feeling well. I thought to myself:

"This body I've been reborn into is far too fragile. Even a slight cold could cost me my life. I must find a way to continue the path of the Dragon's Blood."

The combined power of living spirits and deities with the physical body of a great demon constitutes the pinnacle of combat strength within the walls.

But my physical body is trapped in this Prince's mansion, and Yu Long and Qi Hu are in Fuzhou not far away. I can only continue to have my true form, Ao Jun, take action!

"I still can't remember what happened after Pu Shouying took away the Dragon Pearl and my fragment of soul."

But I at least remember that my initial goal was Lady Yan in Jiulongjiang.

In the end, my "Nine Dragons Spitting Pearls" scheme failed, but she not only escaped successfully, but has also been doing very well lately.

Amakusa Shiro helped Yu Zhifu deflect a typhoon during the invasion, and was recently bestowed the title of Dragon Lord of Qinglan Lake by the emperor, and then he plunged into my base camp.

Since you've come to me of your own accord, don't blame me for being impolite.

Even if there's only a one in ten thousand chance that the Dragon Pearl will fall into the hands of this dragon girl, I absolutely cannot let her go!

I just feel inexplicably sleepy today, so I've decided to wait until I'm feeling better before sending my main body to take action.

He didn't even eat dinner before falling asleep in his arms with the beautiful concubine.

It was never discovered from beginning to end.

The sorcerer, Tongmu Man, had already buried himself in the main courtyard where the women lived.

The location is right in front of the bedroom of the old Guangze Prince, right in the middle.

call--!
Dark and ominous witchcraft energy gathered towards the Prince's Mansion from all directions.

The official aura, the dragon aura, and the divine aura of Emperor Qin Shi Huang were all unable to stop them, and they didn't even react in the slightest, allowing the opponent to advance unimpeded.

This evil Daoist energy, which was particularly effective against noble people, was further corrupted by the witchcraft and the wooden figures, turning them into a group of pale little people without facial features, only insect mouthparts, and with skin that had a wood-like texture.

They looked up with Wang Cheng, gazing at the destiny and aura that belonged to Han Wugui above their heads.

The descendants of the Han family, being sons and grandsons of dragons, possess an innate dragon aura. Even at the level of a county prince, they can still retain some dragon form, likely due to their true form as the Ao Jun (a mythical turtle-like creature). Their aura faintly coalesces into the shape of a Baxia (a mythical tortoise-like creature)! "Eat, eat, eat!"

Then those pale little people swarmed forward and began to gnaw on the most delicious part of the Baxia's skirt.

The weather creature was completely unaware that it was being eaten, and just watched helplessly as its skirt was gnawed clean, allowing a group of tiny people to crawl into its shell.

Finally, all the little people disappeared without a trace, leaving only the eerie "crunch crunch" sound coming from inside the shell.

[Rare Item: The Wooden Figure of the Witchcraft (A Treasure of the State)]
If a wooden doll is buried in the palace of a prince or crown prince, the prince will be cursed to death by the resentment of the doll, which is tainted by witchcraft.

The stronger the target, the longer you can persist.

If a skilled carpenter performs the ritual, the time it takes for a target of lower rank to die can be shortened to three days, for a target of middle rank to seven days, and for a target of upper rank to at least one month.

Wang Cheng estimated the time:
"Even without another carpenter of the middle-ranking third grade sacrificing his life to perform the ritual, Han Wugui would pass away in seven days at the shortest and ten days at the latest."

The line of the sixth son, the Prince Yi, who was now qualified to inherit the throne from the line of the fourth son, the Prince Xing, had all just died cleanly and decisively.

This branch, which was originally at odds with the lineage of the fourth emperor, Chengzu, and belonged to the descendants of the eldest son of the Han family, the line of Guangze Wang, would not be surprised no matter what kind of death they suffered.

Even if I, Wang Fugui, were to kill someone openly and honestly, the local officials would probably not think I was the murderer, but would instead believe that the killer was the ruler of the state!

The ruler of the state sees everyone as a traitor to the Guishan Book Society. It's dark, so please close your eyes and start playing Werewolf.

This period can be considered the easiest time to kill Han Wugui, and also the time with the fewest future troubles.

As for Han Wugui's true form, Ao Jun, the two of them had also prepared a plan.

After a demon is reincarnated, the human form becomes the more important original form.

After the demon's body dies, its original body is fine, just like the bald monk and the turtle spirit goddess. They boil the original body into donkey-hide gelatin and turtle jelly and eat it.

However, the death of a human body will have a severe impact on the demon body, especially if the most important [clay divine embryo] cannot escape, the demon body will definitely suffer serious damage.

So they planned to ambush Ao Jun on the day Han Wugui was cursed to death, and then use the Mirage Cloud Dragon Ship to kill him in one fell swoop!
"I wonder what good things I can 'buy' from Han Wu-gui this time with no initial investment."

A destiny beyond human control? A divine decree from the Water Lord of Falling Star Lake? Another decree from the Nine Provinces? The position of Crown Prince of Guangze? All things considered, Han Wugui possesses quite a few valuable items.

Of course, the competition for the crown prince position was just a joke.

The national treasure, the Xuanwu Gate plaque, has a prerequisite: "It must have the qualifications to compete for that position."

Even if those who achieved brilliant victories by single-handedly defeating important figures with iron muskets could not inherit their positions.

Moreover, Wang Cheng was never interested in the position of the Crown Prince of Guangze, the so-called "outsider" of the Han family, and had no intention of helping the Han family rebuild the world.

Wang Cheng waited until late at night, but nothing unusual happened.

Just as he was about to easily take Han Wugui's life by counting down the days, his consciousness was about to leave the Tongmu Man and go home to cultivate with Sister Axiao.

Suddenly, a faint ray of divine light flashed in the sky and landed in the master bedroom next to me.

Relying on his newly opened ear orifice, "Hearing Anger," and his outstanding ability to "Listen to Thunder," he heard the old man in the room, who had been in a deep sleep and whose breathing was faint, suddenly tremble.

Then I opened my eyes.

It was as if a thunderbolt struck the room, divine light flashed wildly, and the empty room turned white.

Wang Cheng gasped.
"What's going on? Is there a living ghost of the highest rank being hidden in the Prince's mansion?"

Immediately afterwards, the current Prince of Guangze sat up and stretched his body.

Despite being an elderly man with many age spots on his face, he nimbly got out of bed, pushed open the door, and walked into the empty courtyard to perform a set of Five Animal Frolics exercises to relax his muscles and improve blood circulation.

The entire Prince's mansion knew that the old Prince was nearing the end of his life and could pass away at any moment, so everyone was fawning over the heir, Han Wugui.

There wasn't even a single servant on night duty in the courtyard, so naturally no one saw the old Guangze King's vigorous spirit, as if he were "borrowing another five hundred years from heaven."

Otherwise, everyone in the Prince's mansion, from the heir apparent and concubines to the guards and servants, would have been scared to death.

Only Wang Cheng, who had been using a stealthy maneuver to conceal his presence, witnessed this scene and glanced at him with a money-grubbing eye.
[Rare find: Han Qinyu, Prince of Guangze, a high-ranking official of the third rank, 'Bodhisattva of Ten Thousand Abodes'.]
This is only one-third of Han Qinyu, belonging to the past Qingyang body of the Supreme Secret Transmission Dharma 'The Body of the Three Worlds Bright King' recorded in the "Buddha's Discourse on the Precious Scroll of the Supreme Ultimate Result".
Before Emperor Chengzu ordered the suppression of the rebellion, only those who mastered this method could become the leader of the White Lotus Sect.

Even though Wang Cheng was only one step away from advancing to the fourth rank, the information he could see using the "rare commodity" feature was only a few words.

Even from this limited information, he instantly realized that he had stumbled upon a shocking secret about the current Prince of Guangze by sheer coincidence.

His expression kept changing:

"I have heard that the White Lotus Sect was originally inherited from Manichaeism in the Persian Empire, also known as the Vegetable-Eating Demon Sect. Its original leader claimed that: 'He who kills one person becomes a Bodhisattva of the First Stage, and he who kills ten people becomes a Bodhisattva of the Tenth Stage.'"
This Buddhist official rank later became unique to the White Lotus Sect, with promotions starting from the lowest rank of "One-Stage Bodhisattva".

The ordination ceremony for the seventh rank only requires killing one person, while for the sixth rank it requires killing ten people, for the fifth rank it requires killing a hundred people, for the fourth rank it requires killing a thousand people, and for the third rank it requires slaughtering ten thousand people to prove one's Dao!

Although ritual instruments are simple and direct, very few can actually achieve them.

It is said that the White Lotus Sect's continuous rebellions were in order to gather enough offerings for their advancement.

This seemingly unassuming Prince Guangze actually deceived everyone and secretly cultivated to the third rank of the [Ten Thousand Abodes Bodhisattva], and only one-third of that.

Despite possessing such profound cultivation, he feigned illness and refused to appear even when the White Scale Guards came to his door (Chapter 99). In secret, he took the opportunity to leave his body and travel in spirit, presumably plotting something.

"If this person doesn't move, all is well; but if he does, something terrible is likely to happen!"

(End of this chapter)