Chapter 678 Dream-Inducing Curse

Ye Chunyang looked at the waiter, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

As he was answering with awe on his face, the waiter suddenly shook and stiffened like a puppet.

It turned out that Ye Chunyang had cast a magic spell on him.

Originally, Ye Chunyang did not intend to do so. After all, mortals are different from immortals. Mortals without magic power to be forced to cast magic will be extremely harmful. At the least, they will hurt their souls, and at the worst, they will die on the spot.

In Ye Chunyang's eyes, mortals are always weak. He is not a bully. He will never hurt mortals unless it is absolutely necessary.

But from the words of the waiter, this town is obviously very strange, but this person can't say a word. In order to find out what's going on, Ye Chunyang had no choice but to do so.

However, as his cultivation reached the late stage of magic power, Ye Chunyang's comprehension of the soul-refining formula became more and more profound, and his use of spiritual consciousness almost reached the realm of subtlety. Under careful control, he would not let this mortal suffer too much damage.

After scanning the man's mind for a moment, Ye Chunyang seemed to have discovered something. He frowned slightly, and was surprised for a while, and then he became a little confused.

"It turned out that someone had cast a dream-inducing spell on them." Ye Chunyang withdrew his consciousness, and his face was thoughtful.

In the body of this waiter, Ye Chunyang found a forbidden spell mark. It is not entirely true to say that it is a forbidden spell, because most forbidden spells are overbearing spells that are extremely harmful to people, and this dream-inducing spell does not harm the human body. It will only eat away their souls little by little. Over time, these mortals will become zombies due to the damage to their souls, without consciousness and memory.

Moreover, from the memory of this waiter, Ye Chunyang found out that they were not originally from this seaside town, but were brought here after being cast a spell.

Now Ye Chunyang was a little confused. These mortals were powerless. Who cast a dream-inducing spell on them, and what was the purpose? It is not possible to cast a spell on them without any motive.

In addition, after using the soul-searching technique to detect, Ye Chunyang also found an interesting thing. The waiter was actually a mortal with a wood-attributed spiritual root, but he had never practiced and did not have spiritual power.

So, could there really be something fishy going on?

After thinking about it for a while, Ye Chunyang left the teahouse in a flash.

The waiter woke up in a daze, with confusion in his eyes.

He remembered that he seemed to be coming out of the store to greet the guests, and the other party seemed to be very generous to reward him with silver, but where was the half-figure in front of him?

In doubt, the waiter could not help but nod his head, and subconsciously touched his arms, and found that there was actually a handful of silver inside, and he was stunned for a moment.

…

After leaving the teahouse, Ye Chunyang did not leave the town, but walked around everywhere, inquired about the situation from several mortals, and cast the soul-searching technique on them one by one.

The results he got shocked him and were a little unexpected.

As expected, everyone here has been cursed with a dream, and more or less, without exception, they all have wood-attributed spiritual roots. Some people have even been exposed to the immortal cultivation method, and have hidden spiritual energy in their bodies.

"This place is extraordinary. It seems that to understand my current situation, I may have to figure out what is going on in this town." On a tall building, Ye Chunyang looked down at the mortals walking in the town, and murmured with a suspicious look on his face.

After a moment, one of them waved his hand, and a layer of green light curtain appeared in the sky, covering the town. In an instant, time seemed to stand still, and the mortals in the town were fixed in place.

Then Ye Chunyang cast another clear and misty spell, and countless streams of light flew like swimming fish, hiding in the bodies of these mortals one by one. This lasted for half a cup of tea before they woke up again.

After coming to their senses, some mortals walking outside the town found that their steps that used to go back and forth became clear, and they would no longer return to the same place no matter how far they walked, as before, and they were immediately ecstatic.

"What's going on? We can actually walk out of here!"

"Strange, why are we suddenly free from restraints when we couldn't leave before?"

"..."

The faces of all the mortals were surprised, but soon, as if a chain reaction had started, everyone cheered and walked out of the town. Since they came here inexplicably, they have tried to leave more than once, but they have never succeeded, as if there is some invisible barrier that is trapping them.

Although they don't understand why the ban was suddenly lifted, some of them are still young, and some have wives and children. They always want to leave this ghost place and reunite with their families. Now that they can finally get out, they naturally don't hesitate.

In such a passionate mood, the whole town soon left, and only Ye Chunyang's figure stood silently on a tall building somewhere.

At this time, he was talking with Guanglingzi's consciousness.

"I have always thought that you are never a person who likes to meddle in other people's affairs. Why did you suddenly intervene to lift the ban on the dream-inducing curse for these mortals?"

Guanglingzi said in surprise.

Having spent quite some time with Ye Chunyang, Guanglingzi thought he had some understanding of him. He really didn't understand why he, who had always been indifferent to things that did not concern him, suddenly became interested in the affairs of these mortals.

"Although I am not a savior, I can't bear to see these weak mortals being killed for no reason. They are innocent and should not become sacrifices for the immortal cultivators to achieve their goals. Saving them is also a merit!" Ye Chunyang said with emotion.

"I didn't expect you to have a kind heart, which I really appreciate. But aren't you afraid that this will bring you trouble? After all, these mortals will not be cursed for no reason. As far as I know, this kind of spell belongs to the evil magic of the devil, which is specifically used to absorb people's souls and thoughts to strengthen themselves. That person caught so many mortals and obviously wanted to restrain them, just like raising them like pigs and dogs, ready to slaughter at any time. Once the person who cast the spell finds out that you broke his spell, he will definitely come to your door to find out the truth." Guanglingzi said with a smile.

"Trouble? That depends on what kind of trouble it is. Although I don't like trouble, I'm not afraid of it."

Ye Chunyang shook his head lightly.

"From the curse marks on these mortals, the caster doesn't seem to have a very high level of cultivation, otherwise I wouldn't be able to remove it so easily. Moreover, I also need a cultivator who knows the dynamics of the immortal world to inquire about the news, and I need him to come to my door."

Guanglingzi was silent for a while after hearing this, and after a while he laughed strangely and said: "That's good. Judging from the degree of the dream-inducing curse on these mortals, the caster should come here every once in a while to collect the soul. Waiting here is also a good strategy, but I suggest that you should be a little ruthless, which will save you a lot of trouble on the road to immortal cultivation."

After saying this, Guanglingzi's consciousness quickly calmed down and entered the Yangling Tree to recuperate.

Ye Chunyang smiled and said nothing. He would naturally not show mercy to his enemies. This is the principle he has always adhered to. Otherwise, he would not be able to get to where he is today in the treacherous immortal world.

Moreover, he always did things that were beneficial to himself. It was just a piece of cake for him to remove the curse for mortals. It was nothing to him. The real purpose of staying in this small town was to wait for the person who cast the spell to come to his door so that he could learn about the movements of various sects from him.

After all, such a big change happened in Penglai Island, and it was impossible for the cultivation world to have no movement. What he was most concerned about was that Qing Zhi only secretly crossed the border to Penglai Island with the Lingxu Formation at that time. Even if he was caught in the vortex, it would not be a big deal. Once this person knew that he was still alive, he would never let him go for the reason of Jinlian.

With his current strength, he was far from being able to fight against the Yuanying cultivator.

Thinking of this, he bent his hand and took a handful of yellow sand from the ground. Then he chanted a spell, and the spiritual light on his palm was generous.

After a few flutters, the yellow sand rose in the wind and turned into dots of light and shadows. The deserted town was once again crowded with people, showing the original bustling appearance.

Naturally, it was Ye Chunyang's magical power of turning beans into soldiers.

These mortals looked the same as before. Unless a cultivator at the Jindan stage or above personally checked, no one could tell whether they were real or fake.

After finishing this, Ye Chunyang sat down in the tall building and closed his eyes to rest.

When he used the soul-searching technique to detect those mortals before, he had found that the person who cast the technique would come to capture the soul at most every half a month. It had been more than ten days since the last capture. He thought he would appear soon. He just needed to wait here.

With Ye Chunyang's current cultivation, as long as he was not a master in the middle stage of the Jindan stage, he could be confident that he could handle it.

…

Three days passed in a blink of an eye. Ye Chunyang sat in the tall building without moving, but the town did not change at all.

But he was not anxious and continued to close his eyes and wait.

While he was so silent and motionless in the tall building of the town, on a quiet night, about six hundred miles away from here, dots of rainbow light appeared in the air.

It was a middle-aged man in a python robe, stepping on a group of evil demon clouds, and his aura looked like an evil cultivator of the demon path.

After flying from a distance, the man in the python robe stopped here for a moment, looking around, as if looking for something. After a moment, he frowned, hid his light and waited in place.

Not long after, a figure flew slowly from the southwest direction with this demon cultivator as the center. The demon cultivator turned his head and looked, and then confirmed something, and watched the other party come with his hands behind his back with an indifferent face.

"Friend Li, you are late."

When the person approached, the demon cultivator in the python robe glanced at the other party and said expressionlessly.

The person who came was dressed in a green long robe, with a gleam in his eyes. He seemed to have a head full of white hair, but his face did not show a single wrinkle. Instead, he was as white as a baby. He was actually a young man.

"I'm sorry, there was a small matter that delayed me when I came, and I made Friend Tian wait for a long time." The white-haired man smiled apologetically at the demon cultivator in the python robe.

"It's okay. Given our friendship, there's no need to be so distant. Besides, I just arrived a little earlier than you." The python-robed demon cultivator's expression eased a little after hearing the white-haired man's humble words.

After a pause, the demon cultivator continued, "But speaking of which, I finally cultivated a group of wood-attributed souls, and I wanted to use them to practice the exercises. This time, Brother Li suddenly asked to borrow some souls. I'm afraid it's not for the woman you just rescued from the sea. Brother Li also took some souls from me last time. What? Is it not enough? I really don't know what kind of stunning beauty can make Brother Li so willing to do anything for her."