While Xie Haiyang's miserable life continued, Wang Baole's cultivation of the Star Seal Art was also progressing. All the meteorites he had used to form the Divine Ox Star Chart had now been replaced with ordinary stars.
This made its might even more astonishing. At the same time, Wang Baole also started to cultivate the third level of the Star Seal Art. However, because his cultivation base was only at the mid-stage Planet realm, his cultivation of the third level wasn't as fast as the previous two levels. Gradually, it slowed down. His focus also gradually shifted from the Star Seal Art to the Flame Spirit Curse.
Flame Spirit, Flame Zero … In his pagoda, Wang Baole felt the Flame Spirit Curse for a while. He slapped his forehead and thought to himself, Master, oh, Master, did you just name your avatar casually? Or did you name your avatar casually? Or perhaps the curse was originally related to the old bull …
Indeed, Old Bull's name was Flame Zero.
Wang Baole put the matter of the name aside and took a deep breath before starting to study the Flame Spirit Curse. This curse used the power of flames as its foundation to construct countless tiny runes. It used one's own life force as a guide to form the curse!
This was different from the curse techniques Wang Baole had previously understood. Most ordinary curse techniques borrowed the power of the sky and earth or some mysterious ability to affect karma to curse the enemy.
Although this type of curse technique was powerful, it ultimately relied on external forces. One's own body was more like a medium used to attract and convert the borrowed power.
Isolating it wasn't difficult. Even dissolving it wasn't impossible. If one was prepared, it wasn't impossible to make the person casting the curse suffer a backlash.
Overall, the power of the curse technique was passable, but there were too many drawbacks. Although it was easy to get started, there were too many limitations. Furthermore, although the power of the sky and earth seemed endless, there was actually a limit. As a medium, one's own body also had a limit. All these reasons made the curse technique just a minor path.
This was also the pros and cons of almost all the curse techniques in the Never-Ending Dao Domain. Therefore, although there were many people who were proficient in curse techniques in the Never-Ending Dao Domain, almost none of them were very famous.
After all, if one couldn't injure a Celestial Domain-Grade or even a Universe-Grade Almighty, all techniques would be useless!
However, Inferno Laozu's curse mostly used his own life and will as the source of the curse. To a certain extent, it could be described as killing a thousand enemies at the cost of eight hundred of his own. This was also the reason why Inferno Laozu had to pay the price of his own death whenever he used the three great curses.
However, the benefits were equally shocking. First of all, the will was endless, and so was the resentment. This kind of illusory change in emotions was, to a certain extent, boundless. It was difficult to measure its magnitude, which was why this method seemed to have no limit!
In addition, once it was unleashed, it was extremely difficult to guard against and could not be isolated. As for dispelling it … Since the power of the curse came from the Spell Caster's resentment and unquenchable will, and not the power of the world, it formed a specific curse that could only be broken by the Spell Caster!
After carefully studying the Flame Spirit Curse, Wang Baole's eyes revealed a deep light. He fell into deep thought. After a long while, he took a deep breath and muttered to himself.
"This method is not suitable for people who are in a good situation … It's more suitable for cultivators who are growing up in adversity. The more adversity and the more tragic the situation, the more unjust the will will be, and the more difficult it will be to extinguish the resentment … Master has probably experienced countless obstacles in his life and let out countless helpless roars. Finally, step by step, he created this curse technique that is enough to make Divine Emperors fear!"
"Moreover, if I continue to cultivate this technique, my personality will become extreme, and I will also become gloomy. Therefore … Master told me to cultivate the Star Sealing Art first and cultivate the Tyrannical Qi. With this as a buffer, I can dissipate the gloominess and extremity of my personality …"
"However, there is another drawback. Cultivating this curse technique requires endless vitality. Only then can the so-called 'killing a thousand enemies at the cost of eight hundred of his own' be infinitely reduced until it can be ignored."
Wang Baole thought about what his Master had said. Half a year later, he would go to Lord Heavenspell's birthday celebration. There, his Master had given him a chance of destiny.
Although he didn't know the specifics of this so-called chance of destiny, Wang Baole could already guess what it was.
"Extreme vitality that can only be described as heavenly …." Wang Baole murmured. Gradually, a look of suspicion appeared in his eyes. It quickly spread out, filling his eyes and burrowing deep into his heart.
"But this curse technique clearly requires one to encounter a life of intense injustice and resentment. Only then can one cultivate it smoothly. Why did Master teach it to me?" Wang Baole was silent for a moment. Although he couldn't say that his life was smooth sailing, he was still very far away from adversity. Logically speaking, it wasn't very suitable for him to cultivate this curse.
"Could it be that Master saw something … and couldn't tell me? Maybe I'm just thinking too much. " Wang Baole shook his head. He could sense that his Master was sincere. Therefore, the only possibility was that there would always be some twists and turns in life. His Master hoped that after encountering those twists and turns, he would be able to gain the power to rise to prominence.
In this way, he would be able to grow in both favorable and adversarial situations!
"In a way, it's a type of insurance." After some thought, Wang Baole felt that his theory was correct. He took a deep breath, calmed his heart, and began to cultivate the Spirit Flame Curse.
Due to his personality, as well as the fact that he didn't harbor too many grievances and resentments in his heart, Wang Baole was very slow in his cultivation. However, Wang Baole was persistent. Once he realized that the curse was like a form of insurance, he became even more diligent. In the days that followed, even though his progress was extremely slow, he still immersed himself fully in it. He familiarized himself with the curse time and time again, infusing his vitality into the tiny runes formed by the flames.
Just like that, another three months passed quickly. When there was only half of the time left until the day of the birthday celebration, Xie Haiyang finally finished bathing the divine bull.
The reason why it was much smaller than Wang Baole's estimation was because Xie Haiyang seemed to have gained some enlightenment. He flattered the old bull all day long, making it happy. Therefore, the bull's body, which had originally planned to continue growing as Xie Haiyang bathed, slowly shrank under Xie Haiyang's flattery.
After bathing the old bull, Xie Haiyang came back exhausted. When he saw Wang Baole, his eyes were filled with a strong sense of grievance.
"Sect Uncle Sixteen, tell me, is Grandmaster punishing me like this because Sect Uncle Fifteen told on me?!"
Wang Baole coughed. He sympathized with Xie Haiyang in his heart, but he put on a stern expression.
"You can't suspect your Sect Uncle Fifteen. At the end of the day, it's because you have a grudge in your heart!"
"I … it must be Sect Uncle Fifteen. He got me drunk and deliberately tricked me, then turned around and told on me!" Xie Haiyang's face was filled with grief and indignation. He now felt that in the entire Raging Flame Star System, the only truly good people were his master and Wang Baole. Just as he was thinking this, someone else entered Wang Baole's pagoda.
It was Wang Baole's Seventh Senior Brother. His face was bruised and swollen, and his face was full of blood. He looked extremely miserable. After entering, he didn't pay attention to Xie Haiyang, but instead turned to Wang Baole and cried out in grief.
"Little Sixteen, I came uninvited because I have a favor to ask of you."
Seeing Seventh Senior Brother in such a miserable state, Wang Baole felt a headache coming on. Master, you're being naughty again. However, Xie Haiyang didn't know the truth. He was immediately frightened by Seventh Senior Brother's miserable state.
"Seventh Senior Uncle, what happened to you?"
"What happened? I was beaten up by your Grandmaster! "Seventh Senior Brother's eyes flashed with indignation. After replying to Xie Haiyang, he looked at Wang Baole.
"Sixteen, I have a will here. I'll leave it with you. If one day I'm beaten to death by Master, remember to send it back to my hometown." With a sad sigh, Seventh Senior Brother handed Wang Baole a jade slip, then turned and left the pagoda.
Wang Baole held the jade slip, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. Xie Haiyang blinked and quickly chased after him. Even when Wang Baole called out to him, Xie Haiyang didn't listen ….
Haiyang, oh Haiyang, that was a trap for you. I hope you don't fall into it this time … Wang Baole was speechless. Seeing that Xie Haiyang had already disappeared, he could only sigh. He placed the jade slip aside and continued to meditate. At the same time, he understood where his master's evil intentions lay. It was obvious that his master was unable to find a reason to target him. Therefore, he had targeted Xie Haiyang.
While he was meditating, outside the pagoda, Xie Haiyang had already caught up to Seventh Senior Uncle, who was staggering as he walked.
"Seventh Senior Uncle, please wait. What did you do wrong?"
Seventh Senior Brother stopped in his tracks and turned his head to look at Xie Haiyang with hostility.
"What, Lil 'Haiyang? Do you want to learn from Fifteen and get information from me? Then, you'll complain to your Grandmaster that I spoke ill of him?!"
Xie Haiyang's body trembled. Looking at the miserable Seventh Senior Uncle, he suddenly had the feeling that they were in the same boat.
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