Questioning Heaven, Desiring the Way

hing, but they would also glance warily at him from time to time.
They did not bother hiding the distrust they had of him.

But Gu Suihan was perfectly fine with that.
He now had the reputation of being the troublemaker and attracted all the negative attention while Li Rong did what was necessary in secret.
That helped to ensure that their plan was not exposed too early on.

Eventually, the group was told that they would stay here to rest for a month before setting off again.

After collecting more Spiritual Stones from the disciples, they were given a place to stay for the month.
You Hantian had disappeared with the zheng long ago, probably to attend to other matters.

The disciples had spent a long time flying, and it had also been a long time since they stepped out of the sect grounds, so after taking a rest, they started gathering in small groups and got ready to head out to have fun in the city.
It didn’t take long for the area to become quiet again.

Nobody wanted to have anything to do with Gu Suihan, so he could have a small area to himself and didn’t need to share the room with anybody else.

He was cautious as he checked to make sure that everyone else had left before proceeding to set up several formations around his room.
He then carefully took a round ball and small bottle out from his storage ring.

The round ball was translucent and was only about the size of his fist.
A light grey soul was floating about inside the ball, and a youthful face filled with hatred could be seen from time to time.
The small bottle was filled with only enough blood to cover a fingernail, and it had already turned black and was all dried up.

This soul belonged to the one who died at his hands back then, Nan Xingyuan.

Gu Suihan was going to use Nan Xingyuan’s soul and blood as a medium to lay a curse on the living members of Nan Yuntian’s clan.

In order to prevent them from finding a way to undo this curse easily, Gu Suihan decided on using a lesser-known curse – the Blood Failing and Soul Draining 100 Day technique.

This technique cursed both the physical body and the person’s hun and po.
As long as you were related by blood to any victim, you would eventually suffer from the curse as well.
The only issue with this technique was that it took a long time for anything to happen.
It would take a full hundred days for any effects to be seen.

The good part was that this was a failsafe method.
As long as one successfully cursed one person, the entire clan would definitely be wiped out.
It was a pretty extreme and cruel method.

“The blood of a descendant shall connect their souls, and her spirit shall cost them their lives.”

Gu Suihan was very focused as he took Nan Xingyuan’s soul out of the ball, holding her howling and wailing soul with one hand while using his other hand to scrape a little bit of blood from the bottle gently.

As he shifted his Qi around, Nan Xingyuan’s soul was flattened to eventually become a barely visible thing that resembled a piece of paper.

The blood he scraped off the bottle slowly liquefied, and his finger was like a pen as he used her blood like ink, drawing all sorts of mysterious runes onto the paper-like soul of Nan Xingyuan.

The more runes he scribbled, the paler his face became.
His lips were soon almost blue, and his face was as white as a sheet.
But the glint in his eye became brighter and brighter, twinkling as brilliantly as the stars in the night sky.

Then, as if he had established a connection to the greater universe and the nether world, the paper-like object that Nan Xingyuan’s soul had become suddenly shuddered violently and let out a loud and long howling sound.
But all these sounds were absorbed by the formations that Gu Suihan had set up earlier.

Gu Suihan suddenly stopped writing and then raised his hand like he was going to start writing again, but instead, he bit his tongue hard and sprayed blood into the middle of the runes he had inscribed earlier.

In that instant, the paper soul seemed to have come alive.
The runes on it moved about even more rapidly than before, and this large talisman actually gave off waves of vitality.

The talisman flew several rounds around Gu Suihan, then came to an abrupt stop when he gave a loud shout.
It instantly turned into a beam of light that shot out from his room and disappeared into the distance silently.

Meanwhile, Nan Yuntian felt some uneasiness as he sat in his own room at home.
He looked around his room warily but did not notice anything amiss.
But for some reason, he started feeling stuffiness in his heart, as if something was watching him from the shadows, watching him the way a venomous snake hid in the dark to observe its prey.
Not only was it hidden from sight, but it carried ill intentions.

Nan Yuntian recalled how he had seen Gu Suihan several hours ago and felt like he had found the source of his uneasiness.
All of this was coming from that young cultivator who seemed to be only at the Foundation Establishment stage.

“Gu Suihan! What exactly are you scheming?” Nan Yuntian tried to calm his unsettled heart down even as he muttered these words to himself with a deep scowl on his face.