Invincible Starts From Dao Fruit-Chapter 79 - 60 Plow Head Curse: 7-Day Death Curse!

It was unclear how much time had passed.

"Daoist."

"Master Chen."

"Master Chen."

Chen Jichuan slowly awakened. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Daoist Miao Fa, Daoist Hong Yuan, Jin Shenggu, Ban Zhao, and others standing before him.

He felt a moment of confusion.

"You all—"

When he tried to sit up, he realized his body felt as though it had been dismantled—

Powerless.

In pain.

Suddenly, memories surged back like a tide, and Chen Jichuan finally remembered—

"I’ve been affected by an evil technique."

As he spoke.

His voice was hoarse and terrifying.

"That’s correct."

"Daoist, you were struck by Qizhenzi’s ’Plow Head Technique.’ This technique is insidious and also known as the ’Seven-day Death Spell.’ A single strike can kill and scatter the soul of an ordinary person. Though you’ve achieved Transforming Strength and possess a solid foundation, if the curse isn’t lifted in time, in seven days, you too will lose all vitality!"

Daoist Miao Fa’s expression was heavy.

Nearby.

Jin Shenggu, seeing Chen Jichuan appear dazed, spoke up: "Master Chen was secretly attacked with this evil spell, but before falling unconscious, he notified his disciples. Once the disciples arrived, they hurried to bring Master here to Rao Mountain. Thankfully, Daoist Miao Fa’s spiritual medicine aided in recovery, which is why you’re awake now."

"I see."

Upon hearing this, Chen Jichuan urgently turned to Daoist Miao Fa and said, "Many thanks, Fellow Daoist, for saving my life."

This calamity had truly taken him by surprise.

The Circular Light Skill had just foreseen the disaster when it was shattered; the evil technique took hold, leaving him with no place to escape.

Even if he fled to reality, his physical body in the Da Liang World would be sealed by the Dao Fruit. When he returned next time, the evil technique would still linger and continue to act.

Unless he stayed outside for one or two months, waiting for Qizhenzi to die of old age.

By that time.

Perhaps the evil technique on his body would dissipate.

But this moment was a critical juncture. If he chose to flee halfway, it would be tantamount to throwing Baozhi Forest, White Cloud Temple, and Baoyi Temple into the fire pit.

If the situation wasn’t absolutely dire, Chen Jichuan wouldn’t retreat to take such a final step.

"You’re too kind."

Daoist Miao Fa waved dismissively and said in a loud voice, "Daoist, you seek to eliminate Qizhenzi for the sake of the common people and now suffer harm. How could this old Daoist stand by and do nothing?"

People perform deeds.

Heaven watches over them.

Over the years, Chen Jichuan had been stationed in Dai County, alleviating suffering and eradicating the ’Five Passes God’ that wreaked havoc among humanity, thus forming enmity with Qizhenzi of Tongshen Temple.

Such acts of virtue.

Daoist Miao Fa had witnessed them with admiration. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have formed ties with someone like Chen Jichuan, who practiced the ’Five Ghosts Yin Soldiers Skill.’

"Since that’s the case, I won’t be polite with you, Fellow Daoist."

Chen Jichuan forced himself to stand, cupping his fists toward Daoist Miao Fa.

Feeling his body still unwell, he couldn’t help but ask, "I wonder, how is my condition—"

Daoist Miao Fa and Daoist Hong Yuan exchanged glances upon hearing this.

After a moment of silence.

The latter spoke: "Daoist, you’ve been affected by the ’Plow Head Curse,’ one of this world’s most deadly techniques for harming others in secret. Daoist Miao Fa and I have discussed several methods, but none of them are entirely reliable."

Facing a matter of life and death.

Both Daoists were cautious, their words measured, avoiding rash promises.

"What methods?"

"Fellow Daoists, just speak freely. Life and death are ordained. Save me if you can, and if not, I, Chen Jichuan, can accept my fate."

Chen Jichuan viewed life and death with detachment.

Yet, his interest was piqued by Qizhenzi’s ’Plow Head Curse’ and the mentioned techniques for breaking it.

If he was destined to die, gaining knowledge of these methods before passing would at least make his life worthwhile.

The two Daoists, upon hearing this and seeing Chen Jichuan’s calm demeanor in the face of death, were moved: "Daoist, such noble spirit!"

Chen Jichuan smiled faintly.

Daoist Hong Yuan, seeing this, set aside his concerns and said, "My Baoyi Temple has the ’Golden Blade and Sharp Scissors Talismanic Method,’ specifically designed to counter curses and banishing spells. We could give it a try."

Daoist Miao Fa added, "My White Cloud Temple also has the ’Copper Nan Pole Iron Barrel Pole Talismanic Method,’ which is similarly an excellent method for dispelling evil. However, its preparation requires time, and half an hour wouldn’t suffice."

Baoyi Temple.

White Cloud Temple.

Both were Daoist orthodoxies with vast legacies. Their means of dealing with evil techniques far surpassed the capabilities of Chen Jichuan, who was a self-taught loose cultivator.

"Since there’s a method."

"Let Fellow Daoist Hong Yuan proceed with the attempt first."

Chen Jichuan addressed Daoist Hong Yuan.

"Master Chen—"

"Master Chen—"

Jin Shenggu, Ban Zhao, and others saw the hesitancy in the two Daoists’ hearts and didn’t want Chen Jichuan to take risks. Among them, Ban Zhao said, "Master Chen, why don’t I go to Mount Qian Tongshen Temple and crush that old demon’s Heavenly Spirit with one strike? Let’s see how he can harm anyone else then!"

Just like decades ago when dealing with the Five Ghost Daoist who harmed his mother—

Slay the demon Daoist!

Destroy the Yin Altar!

Break the demon’s arts!

Jin Shenggu and Ban Ya echoed, "That’s right. Why not simply attack Tongshen Temple directly, take out the sorcerer in a decisive battle? With our skilled warriors and experts, no matter his powers or sorcery, he’ll be obliterated!"

The three voiced their thoughts.

Looking at Chen Jichuan.

"No!"

Chen Jichuan refused decisively without hesitation, then said firmly, "The sorcerer’s mind is deeply scheming, his methods insidious. Charging into Tongshen Temple recklessly is akin to courting death!"

Qizhenzi had cultivated for over a hundred years.

His foundation far exceeded Chen Jichuan’s.

Who knew how much sorcery and dark magic he had hidden, or how many paper figures, clay figurines, and wooden dolls he had prepared? If unleashed all at once—

The thousands of elite soldiers under Ban Zhao and Jin Sihai would scatter with a single charge, and a few rounds would be enough to annihilate them.

Neither Jin Shenggu nor Ban Zhao would stand a chance.

Similarly, Baozhi Forest’s martial masters and disciples would face heavy losses.

Such a reckless act was inadvisable.

"But—"

Ban Zhao and the others were about to argue further.

At that moment.

Daoist Miao Fa shook his head and smiled wryly, saying, "’Plow Head Curse,’ once afflicted, remains even if the caster is killed."

The ’Plow Head Curse’ was unlike the ’Five Ghosts Yin Soldiers Skill.’

Previously, the Five Ghost Daoist had manipulated the ’Five Demonic Waves of Ghosts’ to harm Ban Zhao’s mother, relying on the Magic Skill’s control and the Yin Altar’s suppression. Chen Jichuan and Ban Zhao had slain the Five Ghost Daoist and destroyed the Five Ghosts Yin Altar suppressing the waves.

This technique was immediately undone.

But the ’Plow Head Curse’ was akin to a venom; Qizhenzi merely administered the toxin, and killing him wouldn’t solve the problem.

Only an antidote could resolve this.

"This—"

The crowd fell silent upon hearing this.

Even killing Qizhenzi wouldn’t suffice, leaving them with no choice but to rely on Daoists Hong Yuan and Miao Fa.

"It’s over!"

"Even the last resort is gone!"

Chen Jichuan’s heart sank upon hearing this: "Even if I retreat to reality, sealing the physical body, waiting until Qizhenzi dies naturally, the ’Plow Head Curse’ on me will still remain."

His thoughts churned.

Chen Jichuan wasn’t terrified but felt pained: dying now would cost him ten thousand units of Source Power.

For months he had painstakingly accumulated Source Power outside, only to have barely over ten thousand remaining.

And the stream of Source Power could cut off at any moment.

One death costs ten thousand.

He truly couldn’t afford to die.

But at this point, pondering further was futile. Chen Jichuan steadied his mind and turned to Daoist Hong Yuan: "Time is of the essence; I beg Fellow Daoist to start the ritual promptly."

"Since Fellow Daoist places such trust in me."

"This old Daoist will give it my all!"

Daoist Hong Yuan gritted his teeth and nodded.

Immediately, he requested Daoist Miao Fa to summon warriors from White Cloud Temple to construct the Dharma Platform under his directions, while Daoist Hong Yuan prepared himself through purification and meditation.

After about half an hour.

The altar was set up.

At this moment.

There was less than fifteen minutes left until the second activation of the ’Plow Head Curse.’

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