Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

Even Zhuang Yi, the Golden Core cultivator, could subtly feel a chill running down his spine.

He couldn’t help but gaze in astonishment at the black-robed youth’s actions.

He was secretly amazed, “This Curse Dao is indeed extraordinary and unique, running parallel to the Qi Refining Dao. If we could incorporate it into our Xuli Sect, it may enhance our foundation considerably.”

He couldn’t help but contemplate how he could obtain the Curse Dao legacy from this cultivator of Wei State.

However, there was no clue in his gaze.

Quickly.

The black-robed youth ascended the altar.

Holding the bottle of Spirit Chicken essence and yellow paper in his hand concealed in his sleeve, he began chanting with his eyes closed.

People could only see his lips moving, but they couldn’t hear any sound.

However, the flames of the candles that were initially quietly burning began to flicker.

Soon, the flames wavered more and more intensively!

And in everyone’s ears, they gradually began to hear the murmur of the black-robed youth’s chants.

The sound grew louder and louder, yet no one could comprehend any single word.

All they felt was a rising sense of unease in their hearts.

Zhuang Yi couldn’t help but look serious.

Subtly, he felt as though he was being watched by a malevolent, bizarre entity.

In an instant, he broke out in a cold sweat!

Luckily, this mysterious and bizarre entity seemed to pass by quickly, and the intense sense of danger vanished without a trace.

On the altar, the black-robed youth suddenly opened his eyes.

At the same time, he abruptly stretched out a hand from his sleeve.

On his hand, astonishingly, there were only three fingers!

Under the astonished gaze of the cultivators, one of his fingers, the middle one, was severed right from the root. Plentiful fresh blood splattered all around, quickly staining the surrounding white candles red.

What was even more bizarre was that the candle flames turned red as well.

The previously violently wavy candle flames had suddenly calmed, and then gradually dimmed.

Finally, they turned into threads of green smoke.

The black-robed youth’s already pale face looked even more withered.

However, his expression was full of confidence.

“I’ve done it!”

“Only ten more breaths left until the curse takes effect, then he should quietly lose his life without knowing!”

“Good!”

Wang Tang was filled with joy and immediately came forward. He took out a bottle of Spirit Chicken essence that could replenish spiritual energy, essence, and blood, and handed it to the black-robed youth.

The black-robed youth descended from the altar and happily accepted.

Zhuang Yi also sighed with relief, his gaze swept over the gruesome condition of the black-robed youth and instantly dropped his little scheme.

“This Curse Dao is indeed bizarre, but the damage it inflicts on the cultivator is too staggering. No wonder there are so few cultivators who practice this path.”

“However, it’s good that I have completed the task entrusted to me by the Sect Master brother.”

“Of course, I can’t just take his word for it. I need to send someone to investigate Shen Fu’s situation afterward.”

Thinking of this, he quickly called over a disciple and instructed swiftly.

The disciple promptly left.

Meanwhile, Wang Tang was extremely delighted and said warmly to the black-robed youth:

“Cao, you’ve made an immense contribution. You’ve worked hard! All the losses will be borne by our sect. After you recover, we must have a good drink together!”

“However, if Shen Fu dies, are we sure that no one will find out it was us?”

Upon hearing this, the black-robed youth proudly said:

“Not to boast, but your companions can go and see for themselves. As for Shen… Huh?”

The black-robed youth’s face suddenly changed!

It seemed like he noticed something. He abruptly lifted his hand and found that the flesh and blood in his palm had shrunk abruptly. It seemed as if an invisible entity was sucking his essence and blood!

He even felt a sense of weakness all over his body!

He quickly rolled up his sleeve, only to see his arm had shrunk at a speed visible to the naked eye.

“It’s the blood loss curse…”

The black-robed youth was terrified and hastily formed a hand seal and chanted a spell.

The shriveling of his arm abruptly ceased.

However, before he could rejoice, a layer of black flame suddenly appeared on his withered arm…

Not only that, but a layer of frost, burn scars from lightning, and blemishes as if gnawed by insects also surfaced on his body…

In just an instant, the black-robed cultivator’s body seemed to have become an embodiment of calamities, overwhelmed by numerous negative statuses!

In the last moment of consciousness.

In the black-robed youth’s eyes, a trace of realization and extreme horror and regret arose:

“It’s the Lifeline Curse… Ah, ba…”

Before he could finish speaking, he felt dizzy, his eyes quickly lost their luster, his ears could no longer hear any sound, and his throat could only make a single noise.

His five senses were stripped away in an instant.

His consciousness became chaotic.

And his aura decreased visibly at a rapid speed, his body shrank into a bizarre flesh ball.

He was still alive.

But it was no different from being dead.

Everyone watched this eerie scene in horror, and even Zhuang Yi couldn’t help but look gloomy.

“Ah!!!”

A Qi Refining disciple suddenly screamed.

Zhuang Yi got a fright, and instantly scolded angrily, “Fool! Why are you shouting!”

The Qi Refining disciple covered his mouth and kept pointing in a direction.

Zhuang Yi immediately had a bad feeling and quickly looked in the direction the disciple was pointing.

He then saw Wang Tang, with whom he had been chatting happily not long ago, and who was currently looking at his withered arm in horror.