Hearing the ascetic monk say this, Sun Hang's eyes immediately lit up. "Are there many more slots for the curse? Can only one person bear the curse at a time, or can multiple people 'share' it together?"
Seeing Sun Hang's excited expression, the ascetic monk shook his head sorrowfully. "If you wish to use the power of the curse to gain immortality, I fear you will be disappointed. This is not true immortality, but a process in which one's personality is gradually devoured by that thing... First memories, then emotions, and finally self-awareness... Once all those things have been consumed, all that will remain of me is a walking corpse."
"No, you misunderstood. I've never thought immortality was a good thing. On the contrary, I think there is probably nothing worse in this world for humanity than immortality," Sun Hang said. "I only wanted to use this method against those people who aren't even afraid of death. To them, death is just a matter of closing their eyes. They grit their teeth, and it's over... But if their consciousness were imprisoned inside a body that would never decay, while they remained fully lucid the entire time..."
The look in the ascetic monk's eyes changed instantly.
For a moment, he felt fortunate that the curse he bore was not the kind of "immortality" Sun Hang had described... At most, in a few more decades, his consciousness would return to dust...
Candle Dragon's expression shifted slightly as well. He said quietly, "Just thinking about that kind of punishment is enough to make one's skin crawl..."
"Unfortunately, it would still be somewhat difficult to achieve on a technical level," Sun Hang said.
"Even at this point, you still refuse to turn back?" the ascetic monk asked.
"We've come this far." Sun Hang turned