I flew on a sword at the magic academy

Chapter 47 Curse

Perhaps sensing the boy's thoughts, Shi Daohan spoke while placing her leg across the door frame, blocking his only escape route.

"Seven...seven years..." the silver-haired boy whispered.

"What?!" Shi Daohan stared wide-eyed in surprise. From the birth of intelligence to the transformation into a demon, the process only took seven years?

As far as she knew, cultivation was the most difficult for animals and plants. When they first gained intelligence, they could only be considered ordinary spirits. They needed to lie dormant for at least a hundred years before they had a chance to evolve into demons or spirit beasts.

Transforming into a demon in seven years is an astonishingly rapid and unbelievable feat.

[Could it be because of that spiritual vein?] Shi Daohan wondered, but quickly shook his head, denying the guess.

She had observed the spiritual vein but found nothing special about it; it was something that could be found almost anywhere in Eastern China.

[Perhaps he's received some kind of fortuitous opportunity.] Shi Daohan thought to herself, then looked at the silver-haired boy again: "Do you have a name?"

"Yes, Lopesic, everyone calls me Lopesic." The little boy nodded, and seeing that Shi Daohan really didn't mean to hurt him, his expression relaxed a little.

Just then, someone pushed open the door and came in. Seeing that the little boy Lope had gotten out of bed, they happily rushed over to hug him.

"Oh, my poor child, are you feeling better now?"

This is a woman who looks to be in her forties. She is overweight and her body jiggles as she runs, and you can feel the floor trembling slightly.

Lopez darted out from under the woman's armpits, protesting with a resentful look, "Auntie, could you please stop hugging me the moment we meet?"

"Hey, this person..." The plump middle-aged woman noticed Shi Daohan in the room.

"Hi." Shi Daohan greeted her with a smile, looking completely harmless.

"Lope, is this your new friend?" The middle-aged woman looked at Shi Daohan with suspicion in her eyes.

The little boy looked at the middle-aged woman, then at Shi Daohan, unsure of how to begin.

Friend? I was chased all night last night, can that be considered a friend?

"Lope's awake, right? Why aren't you out for lunch yet?" A strong voice came from outside the room, and then several middle-aged men walked in.

Upon seeing Shi Daohan, the group was first surprised, then delighted.

"Lope, is this the human you hunted last night?"

"Haha, great! It looks so fresh and juicy, it must taste delicious!"

As they were speaking, the several burly middle-aged men were about to tie up Shi Daohan.

Upon seeing this, Lope panicked and hurriedly explained, "No! This isn't my hunting target!"

[Just kidding, this is an Eastern cultivator! He ran all night to get back, and now she's come knocking on his door. If you kidnap her, she'll tear the whole village apart.]

Lope was speechless. He didn't believe that the uncles and aunts in the village could defeat this Eastern cultivator.

"Wasn't she the human you hunted? Then how did she, an ordinary human, end up in our village?"

When everyone present looked at Shi Daohan again, their eyes changed, revealing murderous intent.

"Are you all planning to kill them to silence them?" Shi Daohan asked calmly, sitting in his chair and watching them with interest.

"No, no, no, don't do it!" Lope stood between the two groups, afraid that one of them might accidentally start fighting.

"Lope, this human wasn't brought back by you?"

A middle-aged man stared coldly at Shi Daohan.

"no."

Although I hate to admit it, Shi Daohan did come to me on her own.

"That's the intruder!"

The temperature in the room dropped several degrees instantly, and Shi Daohan could feel several chilling killing intents locking onto her.

"Uncle Dirk, please don't be impulsive! She... she's a cultivator from the East, China!" Lope grabbed a middle-aged man and whispered.

"What?!"

The middle-aged man looked at Shi Daohan with suspicion and uncertainty.

Although they had only recently transformed into demons and had not yet been accepted by the demon race, they still had some understanding of the cultivators of Eastern China.

The first demon race in Western history was defeated by cultivators in the East and then migrated westward to the West and other parts of the world.

At this moment, a living Eastern cultivator was standing right in front of you. How could anyone not be astonished?

The scene fell into a deathly silence, as if even the air itself had frozen.

They didn't sense any energy fluctuations from Shi Daohan, which resembled those of a magician or alchemist. They simply thought she was an ordinary human. Little did they know she was actually a cultivator from the East. Now, they had to think twice before making a move.

"Don't be nervous. I mean you no harm. Otherwise, I wouldn't be sitting here calmly talking to you." Shi Daohan's smile remained unchanged.

"Eastern cultivators, we haven't offended you in any way, have we? What brings you to our village?"

The villagers were all wolf demons. After learning that the person in front of them was a cultivator from the Eastern China, the atmosphere did not ease at all, but instead became even more tense.

"This little wolf demon wants to kill me, and I can't even come and take a look? Speaking of which, based on the information I've deduced, your hunting seems to be targeted, and you never harm innocent people, but this little guy has me as his target. Am I some kind of heinous person?" Shi Daohan looked at them with great interest.

"You reek of blood so strongly, how can you possibly be innocent?"

The little wolf demon retorted angrily.

Before meeting Shi Daohan, he wandered around the city for a day without finding a suitable target. It was only after smelling the strong bloody scent on Shi Daohan that he made her his hunting target for his coming-of-age ceremony. Unexpectedly, he ended up with a tough target.

"You only smell the blood on me and know that I've killed people, but do you know what kind of people I killed, or even whether they were human?" Shi Daohan looked at him with a smile.

"This..." The little wolf demon was speechless for a moment. He could only smell the blood on Shi Daohan's body, confirming that she had killed people, but he didn't know why she killed people or what kind of people she killed.

"Have you always relied on the smell of blood to find your hunting targets? Don't you have any other methods of detection?" Shi Daohan narrowed his eyes slightly.

"It's always been like this." The little wolf demon and the other wolf demons looked at each other in bewilderment.

Their thinking was simple: what good person would have someone else's blood on their hands?

Moreover, in this day and age, anyone who kills someone must be punished by law, and those who can escape punishment are the powerful and wicked who are above the law.

"You guys are really lucky," Shi Daohan said.

"What do you mean?" The wolf demons in the room all looked over, their faces filled with confusion.

"For example, you use the guise of punishing evil and upholding justice to satisfy your bloodthirsty lusts, and you have lives on your hands. If we use this alone to determine whether someone deserves to die, then can't I also kill you now just because you've killed people?"

Upon hearing this, all the wolf demons gasped in shock, realizing what was happening.

"You're very lucky. Among all the hunting targets, they just happen to be the most wicked and evil people. If even one of them didn't deserve to die, then I would be the one to uphold justice."

Although Shi Daohan looked young and always wore a gentle, harmless smile, he exuded an invisible pressure and intimidation that made all the wolf demons present tremble.

"I do not object to your actions, because there are too many injustices in this world that go unaddressed. Even the Buddhist community has wrathful Vajras who act on behalf of Heaven to punish wrongdoing. Although you are killing to satisfy your bloodlust, those you have killed are all deserving of death, so you are also acting on behalf of Heaven to punish wrongdoing."

After a pause, Shi Daohan continued, "Judging whether someone deserves to die or is evil cannot be done solely based on whether they have taken a life. Otherwise, we would both be deserving of death, understand?"

"Then how can we know if that person deserves to die, or if they have done evil?" the middle-aged woman asked.

After thinking for a moment, Shi Daohan decided to teach them some simple divination methods so that they wouldn't mistakenly kill innocent people.

Under the soft sunlight, in an open space in the center of the village, Shi Daohan and the villagers sat around a campfire, drinking and eating meat while chatting idly.

After teaching the methods of divination and prediction, the villagers lowered their guard and shared many of their experiences over the years.

"You're saying you're being imprisoned here?" Shi Daohan asked in surprise.

When this matter was mentioned, the group of wolf demons present all shook their heads and sighed.

"Don't ask anymore." Lope reached out and tugged at Shi Daohan's sleeve, shaking her head slightly at her.

Judging from their expressions and reactions, there's clearly a big secret going on.

"Okay, then I won't ask about it."

Shi Daohan nodded. As long as it wasn't something major or involving cause and effect, she could figure it out herself.

After lunch, Lope took Shi Daohan for a stroll in the mountains outside the village.

"Don't go too far, remember to come back for dinner!" the overweight middle-aged woman shouted at the top of her lungs.

"Would you like to cultivate with me?" Shi Daohan asked out of the blue.

"Huh?" The silver-haired boy scratched his head.

"Come with me and leave this place. You have excellent potential, but staying in these deep mountains will not lead to a bright future," Shi Daohan said calmly, his hands behind his back.

"We are cursed people, unable to leave these deep mountains," Lope whispered.

He knew that Shi Daohan was an extremely powerful person, and being able to follow such a powerful person was indeed a good choice. However, they could not leave this deep mountain, because the farther they went, the stronger the curse would become.

"A curse?" Shi Daohan stopped, not sensing any power to curse people from the little wolf demon.

Lope looked sad and said, "We are cursed by the dark mage Urgarette, and we can never leave this deep mountain for all eternity."

This is why they previously said they were being held captive here.

Shi Daohan placed a finger on Luo Pei's forehead, carefully examining his body, and discovered that there really was a restriction within him, which should be the so-called curse.

"It's just a simple restriction; breaking it shouldn't be too difficult," Shi Daohan concluded.

The art of restriction is categorized under the formation system in their Shu Mountain sect, which happens to be one of the areas where Shi Daohan has the highest level of expertise.

"Really? You can break the curse on us?!" Lope was overjoyed, clutching Shi Daohan's hand tightly as if she had grasped a lifeline.

Shi Daohan nodded: "Although the systems are different, the principles are actually quite similar. It's like untangling a messy ball of yarn; it's not difficult to solve."

"That's wonderful! You're our savior!"

Lope jumped up excitedly, feeling so fortunate to have met Shi Daohan, otherwise she would have been trapped here for the rest of her life.

"If I promise to help you break the curse, you'll leave with me?" Shi Daohan asked with a smile.

"Yes!" Lopez nodded vigorously.

"Alright, you can stay in the village for the next few days. I'll come back to pick you up when I'm done with my work." Shi Daohan gave a few simple instructions, then flew away on his sword.

Lope stood on the mountaintop, watching her departing figure on her sword, his eyes filled with longing.

……

Three days later, after much wandering, Shi Daohan finally arrived at the location marked on the map—the city of Hehanko.

She hovered on her sword above a cold, towering tower. Just now, when she passed by, she felt an invisible force of repulsion.

"A magnetic field? That's interesting."

Shi Daohan circled the dilapidated tower on his sword before finally landing on the ground.

At the entrance of the tower, there are several pillars with many Western words engraved on them. Unfortunately, after years of wind and sun, they have been worn away so much that it is impossible to make out what they say.

The tower is located in an old town area where few people live anymore. It is quiet all around, with autumn leaves falling in the wind.

Shi Daohan looked around, and finally stepped inside.

"Click...click..."

In the cold and darkness, the sound of shoe soles stepping on the ground was clearly audible and echoed through the darkness.

"Is anyone there?" Shi Daohan called out, his voice echoing for a long time in the empty tower.

She walked up the stairs and used her divine sense to explore every room, but found nothing unusual.

"It looks like it's been abandoned for a while."

The floor was covered with a thick layer of dust, and it was unclear how many years it had been since anyone had been there. The air was filled with a musty smell.

Before long, she arrived at the top floor of the tower. This floor had only one room and was very spacious, but the floor was surprisingly clean, without a speck of dust, indicating that it was regularly cleaned.

To Shi Daohan's surprise, when she tried to explore the only room on this floor with her divine sense, she was blocked by the iron door and could not explore it.

(End of this chapter)