Chapter 33 Breaking the Curse

[Wow, is there really such a sinister spell? I've been watching this streamer for three days, and my worldview is being challenged every single day!]

[If there are evil spells that can reverse the flow of spirits, then there must be curses that can make people stupid too! I'm really getting carried away. With that Three Powers Reversal Scheme as a foundation, I now think this curse is pretty child's play.]

[There are so many ways to harm people... I'm trembling with fear. Streamer, I'm begging you, could you please sell some exorcism talismans?!]

Gu Jing had no time to pay attention to these comments.

Her mind was filled with nothing but memories of her mother's tragic fate.

She could barely breathe. "Master, yesterday you said that my mother was betrayed by someone close to her, and that her spouse's palace was invaded by a blood curse. Was the one who cast the curse my father?"

Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, carrying endless pain and struggle.

The live chat exploded with excitement at this bombshell.

[This is chilling to think about. Does this girl mean her father cursed her mother, driving her insane?]

Oh my god, we should call the police!

Lu Yao looked at Gu Jing with pity, "The casting of this spell is not so simple. I think your father must have hired a professional from the Xuanmen sect to set up an altar and cast the spell. Your father provided your mother's personal belongings and birth date."

Gu Jing remained silent.

Her eyes were empty and lost, as if her soul had left her body.

After a long silence, she managed to ask, "Why did he do that?"

The image of a loving and great father in Gu Jing's heart has been completely shattered.

Lu Yao looked at Gu Jing with gentle eyes, trying to awaken the courage deep within her heart, and asked softly, "Do you really not know the reason? The fact that you came here today means that you must have heard something."

Gu Jing stiffened, and she blurted out, "It's you!"

Gu Jing then realized that after returning from the mental hospital yesterday, her observation and hearing had become exceptionally sharp. It turned out that Lu Yao had secretly helped her, allowing her to overhear Gu Yuncong and An Rui's unbearable conversation.

Her thoughts drifted back to yesterday, Gu Yuncong's cold and selfish words echoing in her ears.

Gu Jing gritted her teeth and said desperately, "It's for money, for property. Before my mother married him, she signed a prenuptial agreement that if she died, she wouldn't give him a single penny of her inheritance; it would only be left to me. But if she didn't die, but simply lost all her rights and thoughts as a human being, he, as her spouse, could rightfully take control of everything she owned."

At this point, Gu Jing's eyes were already filled with tears.

She could no longer call that man "Dad".

He has become a stranger, a demon who will stop at nothing for money.

This is terrifying; another day of feeling afraid of marriage.

[Oh my god, if I don't sign a prenuptial agreement, I'll be swindled out of my money; if I do sign one, I might even lose my life!]

Thank you, host. I will live a carefree life alone for the rest of my life.

Ye Zhirou's parents passed away early, leaving her a huge fortune, as well as some earnest advice.

This includes the requirement to sign a prenuptial agreement before marriage.

Ye Zhirou obediently did as instructed, but she still lacked the ability to protect herself.

As the only "golden phoenix" to fly out of the mountain village, Gu Yuncong was frighteningly intelligent.

Gu Jing had given up on Gu Yuncong, but she still held onto a sliver of hope.

"Master, do you have a solution for my mother's condition?"

"Yes." Lu Yao nodded.

Dispelling this minor spell was a piece of cake for her.

“I’m willing to pay any price, name your price, all I want is for my mother to come back.”

Lu Yao doesn't need much money, but she needs some help.

There are many things she cannot do alone in the mental hospital.

Moreover, her spiritual power is precious, so it's only right that she gives back a little.

In a flash, Lu Yao made up her mind and said to Gu Jing, "I need your father's birth date and time. Message me privately."

After receiving the message, Lu Yao said, "Just wait."

Lu Yao's expression was focused, her eyes piercing.

She lowered her head to draw talismans, her pen dancing rapidly across the paper.

As the talisman was completed, the ordinary white paper began to glow with golden light.

Like the rising sun, it illuminated the entire live broadcast room.

Lu Yao pinched the talisman between her right index and middle fingers, her long hair floating and flying amidst the surging spiritual energy.

"go!"

With a sharp shout, her voice clear and loud, the talisman shot out like an arrow, disappearing without a trace in an instant.

The viewers in the live stream were truly amazed.

[Holy crap, where did Fu Fei go?]

I don't know, is it the girl's poor mother or her heartless father?

"I'm ending my broadcast now."

After Lu Yao finished performing the spell, she solemnly announced it to the live stream audience.

[This time it's even shorter, only half an hour!! Host, don't be so lazy!!]

Well, seeing the master cast a spell this time, I feel it was pretty worth it, hehe.

Actually, it wasn't that Lu Yao wanted to be lazy.

She had just broken the mind-altering spell on Ye Zhirou, and some chain reactions would inevitably occur soon, which she had to deal with.

Lu Yao sent a private message to Gu Jing's account: Come to the hospital immediately, your mother is about to wake up.

...

At this moment, in a dark and gloomy basement.

The ground was covered with candles.

The candlelight flickered, and eerie light and shadow danced on the walls.

Upon closer inspection, the arrangement of these candles forms a complex array, faintly exuding an eerie aura.

In this enclosed basement, a strange, eerie wind suddenly swept in, howling without warning.

The wind howled fiercely, extinguishing all the candles in an instant.

Darkness quickly engulfed the entire basement, and a deathly silence descended all around.

An old Taoist priest dressed in black robes suddenly pushed open the door and stumbled in.

He was hunched over, his hair was disheveled and hanging over his shoulders, and his face was ashen.

The old Taoist priest in black robes seemed to have suffered a great injury, and his body was swaying precariously.

He clutched his chest, a muffled sound coming from his throat, and then vomited a mouthful of black blood.

The black blood was as thick as ink and emitted a strong stench.

The old Taoist priest was in great pain. Because the spell was broken, he suffered a powerful backlash, and it felt as if an invisible force was tearing at his meridians.

His voice was hoarse as he roared, "Who! Broke my spell!"

...

Meanwhile, in ward 603 of the Fifth Mental Hospital, Ye Zhirou, who had been lying flat like a zombie, suddenly sat up.

She coughed violently, each cough seeming to draw all her strength from her body.

Fresh blood spurted from her mouth, dripping onto her palms and the white blankets.

Like a plum blossom falling in the snow, poignant and beautiful.

Ye Zhirou subconsciously raised her hand to wipe away the blood from the corner of her lips.

Her hazy eyes blinked a few times, then suddenly a clear light flashed within them.

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