Heavenly Derivation Calamity Curse, Contemplation, and the Ten Absolutes Martial Immortal

Wang Yu's figure, just about to dissipate, paused slightly.

He asked in puzzlement.

"Could it be you still have something else to entrust to me?"

"—Idiot!"

Yu Tang Tang's expression was just as it had been back then, when they first met and she was in Tantai Chan's courtyard, using a great cauldron to cook pills, generously saying she would share with him a spirit pill that was about to form.

In the end, she had refined nothing at all.

At this moment.

Her expression was like that calm frankness from years ago, when she had patted her flat chest and promised him a pill.

"Then catch it properly. Calamity Dragon spiritual power, decree!"

A strand of divine thought merged into Wang Yu's immortal consciousness avatar. After observing it for a while, Wang Yu knew what it was—it was precisely the innate spiritual power of the Calamity Dragon variant: Heavenly Derivation Calamity Curse!

For this kind of innate spiritual power to be bestowed upon another.

Aside from members of the same race, it could only be done by paying an enormous price. In gifting him this spiritual power, Yu Tang Tang had damaged half of her own fate and fortune.

This sort of Talent Spiritual Power concerning luck and calamity.

It could not be divided by the ranks of ordinary spiritual powers. If it fell into the hands of someone who truly needed it, it could even unleash effects far stronger than an Immortal Dao Killing Move.

As for Wang Yu.

The true profundity of this spiritual power lay in the fact that it could lead him to step onto the Dao Path of Fate—not Snow Jade's kind of lucky fortune, but the fortune of Fate itself.

At present.

He only knew that Master had done quite a bit of