Chapter 69: Cursing the Enemy to Extinction

  After three blows, Yu Ruyi's light dimmed, unable to fight again, and instantly transformed into a stream of light, disappearing in Qingyang Academy.

  Outside Qingzhou City, a Fangshi looked at the dimly lit jade Ruyi in his hand and painfully said: "The treasure has been severely damaged, it seems that it needs to be re-cultivated again."

  At some point, Li Hui's hand had a ruler.

  The ruler was made of wood, the best agarwood, with characters the size of a fly's head printed on it. The air was filled with a refreshing atmosphere, and suddenly a brilliant light burst forth, illuminating the entire academy.

  With a "slap", the ruler slapped Baobozi to the ground.

  The ruler is a sacred object of Confucianism, after being nurtured by great Confucians for over a decade, every move and action embodies the laws and regulations of Confucianism, with immense power.

  As Li Hui and Bao Yuan temporarily came to a standstill, Chen Jiu's mood relaxed, looking at Zhao Xiao Yu on the side, Chen Jiu revealed a hint of a sneer: "Master, are you interested in loosening up your muscles?"

  Chao Xiao Yu obviously also felt that murderous intent and nodded: "Alright, just in time since I'm bored out of my mind".

  Chen Jiulang pulled Cao Xiaoyu's hand and walked, those five monsters closely followed behind, far from the center of the great war, Chen Jiulang and Cao Xiaoyu stopped: "Here is fine".

  Five monsters emerged from all sides, their eyes fixed on Chen Jiu with a fierce and sinister glare. The leader stepped forward: "You little brat, you killed Old Six, how do you want to die?"

  Chen Jiu looked at Zhao Xiao Yu: "Master, you are more formidable than me, the other four are handed over to you, this old man has some meaning, I will play with him".

  Morning little fish nodded: "Okay, you be careful yourself".

  After finishing speaking, he suddenly made a mysterious move towards Xiao Yu, pinched a spell with his hand, and dragged the remaining four monsters.

  Fangshi cultivates differently.

  Fangshi cultivates yin spirit and yang spirit.

  The yin spirit governs the outside and can ascend to reach the heavenly ear or descend into the nine hells.

  Yang Shen governs internally, causing cultivators to guard their lifespan and not enter reincarnation, entering the stream of scattered immortals.

  Although I don't know what kind of state Zhao Xiao Yu is in, being able to casually and easily release his divine sense like this obviously means he has reached a certain level of proficiency.

  Looking at the old man's ferocious smile across from him, a hint of ruthlessness seeped onto Chen Jiu's face: "Those who wanted my life are all dead."

  After finishing speaking, Chen pointed at the old man with his right hand: "Draw a prison on the ground".

  A massive binding force bound the old man there, looking at Chen Jiu's relaxed and pleased expression, the old man let out a furious roar, instantly breaking free from the binding, but soon a heavenly thunderbolt descended, instantly paralyzing him.

  This old man also has some real power, and the Thunder God can only paralyze him for an instant. After a pause, he pounced on Chen Jiu again.

  In the distance, Yang Shen, who was in charge of Cao Xiao Yu's physical body, watched Chen Jiu and Lao Da fight. After a while, he thought to himself: "This kid has quite a few tricks up his sleeve. I'll have to think of a way to dig him out later. This spell is absolutely suitable for our Fang Shi warriors."

  "Good, good, some strength indeed." Chen Jiu praised with his hands behind his back, a faint glow flickering at the tip of his fingers.

  As he watched the old man pounce over, Chen Jiu's fingers were like fireflies on a dark night, carrying that faint glow towards the old man's forehead.

  Old Three in the distance saw something was off and loudly shouted: "Big Brother, this little guy is not right, quickly dodge!"

  After finishing speaking, Lao San's body suddenly transformed into its true form, a giant rat, and burst out of the ground to attack Chen Jiu.

  "I thought it was something else, but it turned out to be a nest of mice." Chen Ji's mouth corner revealed a smile as he pointed at the ground: "Hard as steel".

  "Bang" "bang" "bang", the impact sounds came from underground, but couldn't break through the surface.

  Chen Jiu dodged Lao Da's attack, and Lao Da, thanks to Lao San's reminder, dodged Chen Jiu's palm strike.

  "Today we can eat roasted mouse!" Chen Jiu joked, looking at Lao Da, then his fingers danced in the air: "Thunder and fire, pardon order."

  The earth instantly became a sea of fire, and bolts of lightning descended from the sky without distinction, several mice were also affected.

  On the other side, the yin spirit of Zhao Xiao Yu let out a sharp cry and quickly returned to his physical body after avoiding the thunderbolt. He arrived at Chen Jiu's side and fiercely pinched his ear: "Don't you know that yin spirits are afraid of thunderbolts? You actually launched an indiscriminate attack, almost killing me!"

  Chen Jiulian hastily begged for mercy, and Xiao Yu looked at the situation on the battlefield before recalling his own pincers.

  The heavenly thunder stopped, the earthly fire disappeared, and the spell of the underground city dissipated. A scent of charred roasted meat wafted up from beneath the ground.

  "Old Big Brother tapped on the ground: 'Old Third, Old Third, how are you?'"

  After shouting a few times without anyone responding, Lao Da's eyes turned red with rage and he showed a crazed expression: "You killed Lao San, you deserve to die".

  "A killer is always killed by others. You want to kill me, do you think I'll just sit and wait for death? Tonight it's not just that old three, none of the three of you will be able to escape today."

  After finishing speaking, a faint black light flashed in Chen Jiu's hand and he swung his palm towards Lao Da.

  That old man was a desperate rat, even if it were the legendary cat demon here, he would dare to go up and fight.

  A series of sharp claws emerged again, Chen Jiu's pupils shrank, and he dodged instantly. The mouse's mouth and paws can spread viruses and plagues, and he didn't dare to guarantee that he could survive under its virus.

  After his left hand separated, the two of them fought a few hundred moves again. The other two old mice transformed into their original form, bigger than water buckets, and pounced on Chen Jiu.

  "Hey Chen Jiu, want some help?" said one of the men by the small fishing boat.

  "It's nothing, just three old mice, you just need to back me up."

  One move after another, Chen Jiu didn't gain any advantage and was even slightly at a disadvantage, with many of his clothes and hairs being torn apart.

  "Master, lend me your sword for a moment." Chen Jiu said loudly, looking at the long sword at Chao Xiaoyu's waist.

  Then he threw his sword over at Xiaoyu just in time.

  Chen Jiu borrowed a sword, and although those three old mice were somewhat crazy, they hadn't completely lost their minds.

  A mouse suddenly left the battlefield and knocked away a long sword.

  Chen Jiu dodged the mouse's paw and sighed in his heart: "Not having an escape technique is really frustrating".

  Three earth-binding spells were cast in an instant, slowing down the movements of the three old mice for a moment. Chen Jiu escaped from the battlefield and leaped into the air, instantly snapping a branch into his hand.

  A burst of magical energy shook the tree branches, causing them to scatter with a rustling sound. A dark and mysterious aura appeared on the surface of the branches.

  Those three mice seemed to have sensed something was wrong and quickened their pace, but unfortunately, the branch in Chen Jiu's hand was too agile.

  One by one, the drawing was done on that old mouse's body. The obscure breath gradually stained the three mice's paws, belly, and back.

  Watching the three mice's movements gradually slowing down, their magic stagnating, Chen Jiu revealed a hint of a triumphant smile: "Sir, this is how curses are used. This whip of mine has a curse on it. Although it can't instantly kill these few mice, slowly turning the tide of battle is enough."

  After finishing speaking, Chen Jiu took advantage of Lao Da's momentary distraction and lack of magical power, and with his index finger carrying a red round ball, he tapped it on the back of Lao Da.

  "This red curse is a rotting curse, if this curse is not suppressed in time, it will slowly penetrate and rot the internal organs, flesh and skin, even the primordial spirit and soul."

  Watching the old man's spirit being seized, Chen Jiu took advantage of the situation and kicked him out of the battle with one foot. The willow branch was fiercely swung at Old Three, who was also frightened by Chen Jiu's cursed power and hastily dodged to the side, leaving only foolish Old Five to rush forward and collide with him.

  A yellowish-brown glow flashed on Chen Jiu's fingertips: "This is the petrification curse, after being cursed, you will be petrified, little mouse, enjoy it slowly."

  Looking at the last mouse, Chen Jiu's mouth corner revealed a cold smile.

  The old mouse saw that several of his brothers had fallen and suddenly became anxious, wanting to escape.

  Chen Jiu looked at the willow branch in his hand, and with a slight tremble, the leaves flew out instantly, shooting onto the back of the escaping mouse.

  "What kind of curse is this again?"

  "This time it's regeneration, not physical regeneration, but making its body constantly sprout flesh buds. These flesh buds can't be cut off and will only continue to absorb all the life force of the host, then slowly grow bigger, causing its host to suffer in agony until death."

  "The terrible curse technique" Chao Xiao Yu suddenly shivered with fear.

  Chen Jiu was about to comfort him, but Ah Siu's next sentence made Chen Jiu stumble: "I also want to learn such a terrible curse technique."