Chapter 1499: Chu Muyun’s Obsession

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The pale surgical light turned on, and blinding light filled the boy’s vision.

He instinctively tried to block the harsh light with his hands, but then he realized his hands and feet were tied to the operating table. In the stark white glow, a thin figure in a white lab coat walked over, holding a syringe.

"Dad... I don't want to..." Seeing the syringe with the slightly dripping medicine, instinctive fear climbed into the boy’s heart.

"Xiao Chu, you are Dad’s good son..."

The figure in the lab coat rubbed the boy’s head with one hand, a demonic whisper echoing in the white light. "Help Dad one more time. This experiment is very important to Dad..."

"Once Dad finishes this research, Dad will become the greatest doctor in the Wuji Domain... Come on, inject these curses into your body. Dad promises, after the injection, I’ll buy you toys..."

Under the pale surgical light, the figure in the lab coat ruthlessly plunged the needle of the syringe into the boy’s body!

Eerie, flocculent substances floated inside the syringe. As the thick needle pierced his body and injected them bit by bit, the excruciating pain made the boy scream shrilly. He struggled wildly with his limbs, but he couldn't break free from the restraints.

The figure in the lab coat showed no intention of stopping. He looked at the gradually emptying syringe, a touch of extreme fanaticism appearing in his eyes.

"It hurts!! It hurts so much!!"

"DAD!!!!"

……

“！！！”

Chu Muyun’s eyes snapped open!

He sat up from the ground abruptly like a drowning man, gasping heavily. His pale face had no trace of blood, and the scarlet blood seeping from the corner of his mouth had already congealed and turned black. He didn't know how long he had been unconscious.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked around the ghost city, his eyes finally calming down slowly.

"Damn it... did I pass out again?"

"Cough, cough, cough, cough, cough..."

Chu Muyun leaned against the wall and stood up unsteadily.

After being teleported here by that Envoy, Chu Muyun had used all his strength to sprint toward the location of the Underworld River. He wasn't sure if any Envoys were chasing him, but he knew that with his current physical state and tier, if he were caught, there was almost no chance of survival.

But his physical condition was simply too poor. The continuous high-intensity sprinting caused his body to collapse again, eventually leading to him falling unconscious.

Chu Muyun looked ahead. That beautiful Underworld River was already very close to him; he could even see the massive amount of ghosts flowing within it...

Chu Muyun forced himself to look away to avoid having his soul dragged into it. He took a deep breath, pulled a small hammer from his chest, and struck seven points on his body with it!

Bang, bang, bang—

Blood splattered, and Chu Muyun instantly turned into a bloody mess.

But immediately after, the wounds on his body began to heal even faster. The vitality hidden within his body seemed to be forcibly stimulated by these few hammer blows, temporarily suppressing the weakness brought on by his illness. His repaired body regained its color, and the haggard look on his face gradually vanished.

This secret technique of overdrawing the body allowed Chu Muyun to maintain his best combat state, which was precisely why Chen Ling and the others hadn't noticed he was terminally ill.

Chu Muyun took another step and rushed toward the flowing Underworld River...

The era of the ghost city Chu Muyun was currently in was the exact era he wanted to reach, meaning that entering the Underworld River from here would slightly increase the probability of meeting the person he wanted to see.

The hem of his wool coat danced wildly as he sprinted. Chu Muyun held the small hammer, his gaze toward the Underworld River more determined than ever.

"I will definitely find you... Chu Wenbin."

……

Swish—swish—swish—

Suxi’s figure moved constantly within the ghost city. As the aura of the Chess God Path flowed, his figure was like a ghost shuttling through space, and the naked eye couldn't predict his next landing spot.

Jiang Xiaohua, with his white hair fluttering, stood quietly in place. The ribbons on his upper body drifted in the void without wind, like a mysterious spider web woven in the wind.

Jiang Xiaohua’s mouth opened slightly.

The next second, a cross that seemed to be polished from animal horns was spat out by him.

This cross was pitch black, glowing with an eerie matte luster, and its surface was covered with various characters and symbols that looked like curses. When it appeared, the surrounding temperature dropped sharply.

"...Hmm?"

As the cross was brought out, Suxi seemed to notice something and looked down at his skin.

His body began to turn gray visibly. Eerie hard lumps grew on his originally soft skin, as if some kind of plague had spread through the air and infected Suxi’s body.

This is... a Witch Path curse?

Suxi looked up at Jiang Xiaohua, who was standing still, astonishment appearing in his eyes.

He actually hid such a terrifying curse inside his own body? Wouldn't his own body be affected??

Jiang Xiaohua held the cross and slowly pointed it toward Suxi. As the directionality of the curse became clearer, Suxi clearly felt his speed begin to decline constantly, and an unbearable pain and itch spread from within his body.

"Can't drag this out any longer!"

Suxi raised his hand, and the phantom of the Chess God Path behind him raised its hand as well. Several white chess pieces were flicked from his sleeves!

The aura of these pieces was as scorching as the sun, as if they were about to detonate the surroundings at any moment. As Suxi activated the Chess God Path, these white pieces vanished into thin air!

Jiang Xiaohua’s figure swayed and flashed from his spot. The next second, those pieces embedded themselves into the space where he had been, and a blinding light erupted suddenly!!

Boom, boom, boom—!!!

The earth-shattering explosion engulfed the street. Jiang Xiaohua’s figure rushed out from the flames. He opened his mouth again, a ring fell into his palm, and he pointed it at Suxi from afar:

"[Suppression]."

The flames that had been burning on him vanished instantly, and a fireball flew from his fingertip, rushing straight toward Suxi!

Suxi didn't even bother to dodge. He waved his hand lightly, and the fireball was forced to swap positions with a black piece several kilometers away. A roaring explosion came from the distance.

"No matter what kind of monster you are, once a chess piece enters your belly, it’s a dead end." Suxi said coldly.

A horizontal and vertical chessboard extended from beneath his feet, directly enveloping the sprinting Jiang Xiaohua. The latter felt the surrounding space locked by these lines, and his flying figure froze in mid-air.

"This time... where will you run?"

Suxi waved his hand lightly.

The handful of chess pieces about to explode in his hand vanished instantly.

Using the exploding pieces to swap with Jiang Xiaohua’s internal organs was Suxi’s initial plan. But when he activated the Chess God Path’s ability to stuff the pieces into Jiang Xiaohua’s body, Jiang Xiaohua’s organs didn't appear in Suxi’s hand as expected...

Instead, it was a strange cursed artifact of unknown origin.

Suxi: ...?