The Method to Break the Curse

Vast Righteous City, a certain secret chamber.

Lingxiao True Person sat cross-legged on a blue cushion, his eyes tightly shut. A gentle spiritual radiance emanated from his body, while countless motes of spiritual light floated around him.

Suddenly, a Sound Transmission Talisman flew in.

Lingxiao True Person frowned and ignored it.

Before long, another Sound Transmission Talisman flew in. Then a third, a fourth...

In less than ten breaths, more than twenty Sound Transmission Talismans had flown in, hovering before Lingxiao True Person.

The spiritual glow on Lingxiao True Person's body faded away. He abruptly opened his eyes, his face full of displeasure.

"Didn't I say it? Unless it's something important, do not disturb me."

Lingxiao True Person said with a frown. He casually grabbed a Sound Transmission Talisman and crushed it. With a muffled pop, it burst into flames without wind, and Han Changming's anxious voice rang out. "Master, this disciple's daughter has been afflicted by a curse. I beg Master to save her."

He frowned, then crushed the remaining Sound Transmission Talismans. They had all been sent by Han Changming, whose voice carried a sobbing tone.

"Something happened to Benfu?"

Lingxiao True Person's brow furrowed tightly. Everyone knew that Han Changming was his third disciple. Hurting Han Benfu was no different from striking him in the face.

If they dared lay a hand on Han Benfu today, they would dare bully Lingxiao True Person himself tomorrow.

He snorted coldly, rose to his feet, and walked out, opening the gates of his cave abode.

Han Changming and Ye Xue stood outside. Han Changming looked anxious, while Ye Xue's eyes were red, tears glistening within them.

"Master, this disciple should not have disturbed your cultivation. But Benfu has been struck by a curse and remains unconscious. This disciple is helpless.