At the top level of the Tower Ship, inside a spacious room.
"You're the one who wants to learn the Crimson-Eyed Ghost Mark?" A burly old man with grizzled hair and beard looked at Chen Mu with pity.
"I'll have to trouble you, sir." Chen Mu respectfully cupped his fists.
"Did you offend Yuan Xian?" the burly old man asked curiously.
"Why do you say that, sir?" Chen Mu asked, confused.
"Dragon Locking Warriors need the City God Dao Field's aid to connect with the Nine Netherless Hell. If you go into Qi Refining cultivator territory, casting the Tongyou Curse will become extremely difficult."
"To pass off a Netherworld Artifact as a Qi Refining cultivator's artifact, you need to layer enough Netherworld Ghost Marks onto the fake artifact. That makes things even harder."
"Dragon Locking Warriors constantly need Incense Vital Qi, but Goose Sheep Dao has no City God Temple. You can only substitute it with Longevity Wine. But drinking too much of that stuff carries serious risks and can easily drive you mad."
"Those spies were specially trained by the Dragon Locking Institute from childhood and have ways to deal with such things. But you..." The burly old man stared at Chen Mu with a look of pity.
The farther he got from the City God Dao Field, the harder it would be to cast the Tongyou Curse?
Damn!
How did I not know that?! That old bastard Yuan Xian never told me!
"Where is Yuan Xian planning to send you?" the burly old man asked cheerfully.
"Yunze Lake, Chongmei Mountain."
"That's not too bad. It's not far from Southern Shu. When casting the Tongyou Curse there, at least five or six out of ten attempts should connect to the Nine Netherless Hell."
A fifty percent success rate?
"What