Chapter 345: Chapter 344: Regret, Deep Regret

Chapter 344: Regret, Deep Regret

At the moment, when the so-called curse was about to descend, Luo Wusheng had already mentally prepared himself for all kinds of outcomes.

When it came to resisting curses, the key wasn’t really about one’s cultivation or power, it was all about luck.

As long as one’s luck was strong enough, there was nothing that couldn’t be endured.

(I have the Seed of luck, the Sword Emperor’s broken sword, the Diabolic Saint Physique, and all kinds of messy ties, even my destiny itself has been heavily altered. Normally, I should be able to tank this, right?)

At least it shouldn’t be something life-threatening…

With this calm thought in mind, Luo Wusheng was about to comfort his Junior Sister so she wouldn’t worry too much.

Then, he saw Bai Xiaoyao make a move toward the red thread in the tree hollow.

???

My dear Junior Sister, since when did you become this reckless too?

Your brute-force Senior Brother is honestly stunned right now!

“Junior Sister, don’t be impu—”

He didn’t even get to finish the word “impulsive” when he felt a sudden weight on his wrist.

He could only watch, dumbfounded, as the red thread disappeared from the hollow and reappeared, instantly tying itself around both his and Bai Xiaoyao’s wrists.

The seamlessness of the transition left Luo Wusheng utterly frozen.

What kind of move is this?!

Before he could regain his wits, even more changes began to occur.

First, the curse from the void finally settled upon him… yet before the curse could fully activate, a mysterious force started surging from the red thread tied around his wrist.

In the next instant, Luo Wusheng’s vision doubled.

Strands of various colored threads began to emerge from his hand bound by the red thread.

Most of the strands extended into the void, disappearing into unknown distances.

Among them, a golden thread circled through the air and connected to the sleeping Little Yuli off to the side.

Another golden thread quickly twined around the red thread on Bai Xiaoyao’s wrist—oddly enough, Luo Wusheng felt as if the red thread was rubbing off its color onto the golden thread.

That golden thread now faintly carried a pinkish hue.

Aside from these two golden threads, there was one more visible thread within the space.

This one was an unsettling dark green, extremely thin, trembling violently, as if it would snap at any moment.

It was connected to the last remaining speck of black sludge.

(Could this… could this be that thing that always shows up in cultivation novels…?)

Waves of realization crashed in Luo Wusheng’s heart.

But before he could think deeper, a foreboding feeling suddenly surged up inside him.

Was the curse activating?

For something to make him feel this uneasy—it must be terrifying indeed.

As a chill raced down his spine, Luo Wusheng’s gaze swept through the numerous entangled threads—and caught sight of another dark green thread, strikingly similar to the one connected to the black sludge.

Except, this green thread was thicker and sturdier, lacking that brittle, about-to-snap feeling.

It stretched into the void, destination unknown.

It seemed like Luo Wusheng’s actions triggered something, because the countless threads started to blur—leaving only the thick green thread becoming increasingly clear to his sight.

In the next moment, Luo Wusheng could clearly feel something being forcibly stripped from within him, flowing along that green thread toward the distant unknown.

. . . . . .

Meanwhile, in the Netherland.

In a vast, pale space.

A small white rat, nearly blending into the pale surroundings, turned over lazily, revealing a tuft of red hair on its forehead.

This was the Nether Prison—though just the temporary one.

The real Nether Prison not only included this pale space that could suppress most Netherkin innate abilities abilities and cultivation, but also came equipped with terrifying torture devices, tailored specifically to torment different Netherkin Clans…

Such as the Dog-beating Staff feared by the canine Netherkins, or the Cat-teasing Rod that terrified feline Netherkins.

But right now, the Netherqueen had yet to fully reclaim control over the Netherkin Nation, so she naturally wasn’t focusing on the Nether Prison. As a result, most of the Netherkins dealt with by her faction were temporarily thrown into this provisional prison.

Once the so-called Netherking, who had usurped the Netherkin Nation, was taken care of, these Netherkins would then be sent to the true Nether Prison to await judgment.

The little Rat Netherkin knew that if that day was coming, it would be very soon.

It had overheard from the idle chatter of the guards that the Netherking was now being relentlessly cornered by the Netherqueen, to the point of being forced to hastily activate their final plans.

(But even if that one succeeds, what does it have to do with me? I have already been cast aside…)

No matter which side ended up victorious, it had already lost everything.

The Rat Clan had changed rulers, the underling mice that used to send it money had stopped doing so, and many of its secret stashes had been dug up by others. Its ability to recover wealth had slowed to a crawl.

He’s the most miserable rat in the whole world.

Damn it!

It was all that damned Demon Sect Holy Saint’s fault!

Everything, absolutely everything, was the Demon Sect Holy Saint’s fault!

Thinking of all the humiliation it had suffered ever since getting entangled with that Demon Sect Holy Saint’s, the white little Rat trembled all over in rage, its paws and claws turning icy cold.

Huh?

Wait a second, why did it really start feeling cold?

The Rat’s fur stood on end as it darted its eyes around nervously, but it didn’t notice anything unusual.

Yet, at that very instant, its body suddenly stiffened.

Having some experience, it quickly realized what was happening.

“—A curse?!”

Which bastard is targeting this great rat!?

The Rat Netherkin sprang up from the ground in panic, instinctively trying to mobilize its nether energy to resist, but in this pale space, it couldn’t summon its powers at all.

That moment of hesitation allowed the curse to take hold.

Its once pure-white fur slowly began to be tainted with an eerie greenish hue.

Its body grew increasingly rigid, a creeping deathly aura emanating from it.

Its mind started clouding over, its eyes becoming murky.

In the haze, it vaguely saw a series of images.

In the visions, it had become a chicken, struggling step-by-step until it finally reached heights it could now only dream of.

Then, it provoked the Demon Sect Holy Saint—and died.

Unwilling to accept such a fate, it used the last remnants of its life to cast a curse upon that hated Demon Sect Holy Saint.

In the next flash of imagery, the Demon Sect Holy Sainttransformed into a small, familiar Rat…

!!!

The Rat Netherkin was stunned.

What kind of bizarre turn of events is this?!

Its trembling intensified.

Demon Sect Holy Saint! You are trying to harm me again!

Grinding its tiny teeth, the little Rat steeled its resolve.

It did have a method to counteract the curse—but it was its last hidden trump card…

Feeling its body grow colder and more rigid, the Rat’s eyes turned bloodshot. It summoned all its strength.

With a violent effort, the Rat’s freshly regrown tail snapped off.

The severed tail hit the ground and transformed into a green-furred corpse that looked exactly like the Rat itself.

Staring at the green-furred Rat corpse and feeling the chilling aura radiating from it…

Aside from the tuft of red hair on its forehead, the now tail-less Rat, completely covered in green fur, was on the verge of tears.

That had been my trump card! My backup plan for escaping the prison!

Now it was wasted.

The Rat Netherkin was filled with regret—deep, profound regret.

Why… why did I ever think it was a good idea to choose that Demon Sect Holy Saint as my lifelong enemy?!

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