Bald-headed Universal Illumination had no time for pleasantries. He immediately asked the curse cultivator to examine his Death-Substitution Art and look inside his chest.
The curse cultivator snapped his fingers, and something ghostlike turned into a mirror, shining over him repeatedly.
A moment later, the curse cultivator frowned. "Your Death-Substitution Art was analyzed using the Ten Thousand Scrolls Dao Canon version."
"It ranks among the very best versions!"
"Even a cultivator who had mastered twenty thousand scrolls of Dao canons would produce this same version when analyzing your Death-Substitution Art!"
"But the other party's curse has clearly bypassed your Death-Substitution Art."
"And judging by the spell inside your chest, they used a curse called [Seven-Day Kill]."
"This curse is bizarre: first, it shoots down the heart, liver, spleen, and lungs, then it shoots down the brain and soul."
"Once seven days are up, the victim's soul will certainly scatter and perish."
"But even the lowest-level version of [Seven-Day Kill] shouldn't be able to bypass your Death-Substitution Art!"
"I suspect the one who attacked you was probably a great Foundation Establishment cultivator."
Bald-headed Universal Illumination frowned. "A Foundation Establishment cultivator? Haven't they all gone to establish new Lower Courts?"
"Even those who haven't gone wouldn't stay in this impoverished backwater!"
"Could a Foundation Establishment cultivator have come back to visit relatives, seen me keeping anomalies, and punished me in passing?"
"Or... is some other organization or individual who keeps and studies anomalies targeting me?"
Bald-headed Universal Illumination was a little bewildered. After a moment, he took a deep breath. "Let's not think so much. Find a way to clear the curse from me first."
The curse cultivator nodded. "Find seven times seven, forty-nine Innate Martial Artists, and buy out everything they have."
"Then I'll have a way to handle it."
Bald-headed