Chapter 81
Golden Light Divine Curse
Chapter 81 Golden Light Divine Curse
Wei Shufen had already looked over at this moment.
Those bright black eyes swept over Li Yuan, sizing him up from head to toe—
From the collar of his moon-white Taoist robe to the drooping sleeves, and then to his hands resting motionless on his knees.
Finally, those eyes landed on his handsome and composed face.
It was an extremely serene face.
It is not a stillness devoid of expression, but a stillness like the surface of a deep pool, reflecting all things yet unmoved by anything.
Amidst the screams and chaos filling the carriage, the stillness of this face was itself a silent declaration.
She raised an eyebrow slightly and spoke in fluent Sichuan dialect, her tone soft and sweet yet crisp, like a mountain spring flowing over rocks, clear and gentle: "An outsider from out of town?"
"I didn't get infected."
Her gaze swept over the cup of tea in Li Yuan's hand, which he hadn't touched—
The teacup was still in his hand, the tea had long since cooled, and a few tea leaves had sunk to the bottom of the cup, like withered leaves forgotten in a deep pool.
She glanced at his composed demeanor, so out of place in the chaotic carriage, and a hint of interest flashed in her eyes.
That interest wasn't just ordinary curiosity.
Rather, it's the instinctive scrutiny and assessment that comes from when one expert sees another.
This person is not simple.
To remain calm and composed in such a situation, and to notice something amiss when the tea was brought to one's lips.
To remain so calm amidst the screams and chaos filling the carriage is no ordinary feat.
She has met many extraordinary people.
The Miao region has its own masters, and the Central Plains has its own capable people. She had seen all sorts of people come and go in the village since she was a child.
But the person in front of me had something indescribable about him—not an aura, not a pressure, but something deeper, like an ancient well.
You stand in front of him, and without him saying anything, you can feel the depth of the well.
Li Yuan did not look at her.
His gaze passed over Wei Shufen, over the passengers slumped on the ground, over the mess and insect corpses scattered everywhere, and landed on a seat by the window in the corner of the carriage.
There, a man was sitting.
The man was wearing an ordinary gray cloth jacket, the most inconspicuous color, so that he would not be noticed by anyone in the crowd.
He wore a tattered felt hat with the brim pulled low, almost completely obscuring his face.
He huddled in the corner, his body slightly curled up, his arms crossed over his chest, as if trying his best to avoid attracting attention.
It's too inconspicuous.
In a time when everyone was screaming, crying, and running away.
The fact that someone is huddled in a corner, motionless, is the biggest flaw in their defenses.
But when Li Yuan looked over, his body suddenly stiffened.
That moment of stiffness was extremely brief, as brief as the flickering of a candle flame.
However, in Li Yuan's perception, this stiffness was as clear as the sound of a bell tolling in an ancient temple in the dead of night.
Those eyes hidden under the brim of the hat met Li Yuan's gaze across the entire carriage.
Just one glance.
The man's expression changed drastically!
That change was not an ordinary change of color, but an instinctive fear, as if one had seen a ghost.
The face hidden under the brim of the hat instantly lost all color, turning ashen white.
Without the slightest hesitation, he turned around abruptly and reached out to push open the window beside him!
He had already spotted that window—
It was right next to him; he could open it with a push.
As long as he jumps out, as long as he escapes into the night, as long as he disappears into the vast mountains, no one will be able to find him.
He's trying to escape!
However-
He hadn't even raised his hand yet.
Suddenly, a dazzling golden light appeared before my eyes!
The golden light came too fast; he didn't have time to react at all.
It was so fast that his eyes hadn't even had time to catch the source of the light.
Before his consciousness could even issue the command to "dodge," the golden light exploded before his eyes!
Like a blazing sun, it instantly shattered the dim yellow light inside the carriage.
Like a bolt of lightning, it shattered all his hopes of escape.
"ah--!"
The man only had time to let out a short gasp.
The exclamation was cut short as it was swallowed up by a deeper fear.
In the blink of an eye, the golden light transformed into several ropes, firmly binding his limbs!
Those ropes were no ordinary ropes—they were formed from pure light, each strand flowing with a warm gold, each containing an indescribable power.
They appeared out of nowhere from his wrists, ankles, waist, and neck, wrapping around him and digging into his flesh.
The rope tightened, securing him firmly to the seat!
The man struggled desperately, his muscles bulging and veins popping on his forehead, like a fish pulled ashore, making its final, desperate thrashing.
He is indeed quite capable.
As a Gu master who can silently cast Gu spells on dozens of people in an entire train carriage.
His strength is among the best in his sect.
Those Gu worms, those poisons, those secret methods were all the result of his years of cultivation.
He thought his plan was foolproof—to put a poisonous insect in the tea, allowing it to hatch inside the body, and then...
Then he can collect those mature Gu worms and refine even more potent Gu poison.
He never imagined that anyone would see through his deception.
I never imagined I would encounter such an opponent.
But the more he struggled, the tighter the golden ropes bound him.
The rope seemed to have a life of its own; as he struggled to the left, the rope would pull back to the left.
He pulled to the right, and the rope wrapped to the right.
His struggles only made the ropes tighten even more, almost embedding themselves into his bones!
"Let me go!"
He roared, his voice filled with terror, despair, and a fear that even he himself could not believe.
That fear wasn't the fear of death, but the fear of the unknown—he didn't know what kind of methods these were, who these people were, or what awaited him.
Li Yuan stood still, without moving an inch.
He simply raised his right hand slightly.
The movement was extremely light and subtle, as if it were merely brushing away a speck of dust from the corner of a garment, or pointing out a distant landscape.
But just as he began to move, another golden light suddenly appeared!
The golden light was even more dazzling and intense than before!
The moment it solidified in the air, the entire carriage was illuminated as if it were daytime.
The dim lights, the pale faces, and the mess on the ground were all bathed in a golden glow.
It instantly condensed into a giant hand in mid-air!
The palm was as big as a millstone, with five distinct fingers and clear palm lines. Each finger shimmered with a warm, golden light, and every joint exuded an indescribable power.
The hand hovered in mid-air, looking down at the struggling man as if a god were looking down on an ant.
Then-
“Pah!”
A slap landed squarely on the man's face!
The force was so fierce that it seemed impossible for a "hand" to generate it.
That wasn't human power, but something deeper—
It is the power of heaven and earth, the manifestation of the Dao, and in that instant, the power that Li Yuan borrowed, a power that does not belong to the mortal world.
The man's head was violently slapped to the right!
The force of that swing was so great that it twisted his neck into an almost impossible angle.
His body was pulled to the right, and he was like a spinning top being whipped, losing all balance.
"Bang—!"
A muffled thud!
His face slammed hard against the car window!
The glass trembled violently from the impact, making a buzzing sound, and the entire window shook.
Countless fine cracks instantly appeared on the glass, spreading outwards like a spider web, almost shattering on the spot!
The man's body slid down the car window and slumped limply into the seat.
He rolled his eyes, the whites of his eyes turning upwards, revealing only two pale eyelids.
A trickle of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, the crimson blood dripping down his chin, onto his clothes, and onto the seat.
The swelling on his face bulged up at a visible speed, half of his face almost swelled up like a pig's head, and his skin was stretched so hard it shone with an abnormal bluish-purple hue.
He completely lost consciousness.
The entire carriage was deathly silent.
That deathly silence came suddenly and completely.
All the screams, cries, and pleas for help vanished completely in that instant.
Only the clattering sound of wheels rolling over the rails remained, sounding exceptionally clear and desolate in the deathly silence.
The passengers who had just been screaming, crying, and begging for help were now staring wide-eyed and mouths agape at the scene.
What did they see?
A golden light suddenly appeared?
The golden light turned into ropes and bound the person.
It turned into a giant hand and slapped him unconscious.
This is..
Is this a deity?
Their minds were completely blank. Those scenes were beyond their comprehension, beyond their understanding, beyond anything they had ever seen in their lives.
They could only stare blankly at the figure in the moon-white Taoist robe, as if looking at a character who had stepped out of a myth.
Wei Shufen was also stunned.
Her bright black eyes were wide open, almost as if they were about to pop out of their sockets.
Her mouth was slightly open, revealing a row of neat pearly teeth, and she remained motionless as if she had been frozen in place.
She is an extraordinary person.
She has witnessed many extraordinary people's methods.
The Miao region has Gu poison, witchcraft, and other mysterious skills passed down through generations.
The Central Plains has various schools and sects of martial arts, and many renowned masters.
From a young age, she listened to the elders in the village tell those legends, about the struggles and grudges between those extraordinary people.
But she had never seen this scene before.
The golden light appeared without warning, so fast that even she, an outsider, didn't have time to react.
She didn't even see how Li Yuan made his move; he simply raised his hand, and the golden light appeared.
The speed was so fast it seemed inhuman, more like the natural changes of heaven and earth, like clouds gathering and dispersing, like flowers blooming and falling.
The golden light transformed into ropes, binding the person in an instant, and she couldn't even see how those ropes were formed.
They appeared out of thin air, emerging from the void, and bound the man tightly in an instant.
The golden light transformed into a giant hand, and when it slapped down, she clearly felt an invisible pressure rushing towards her. It wasn't directed at her, just the aftershock, but it still made her heart tremble and her back feel cold.
What kind of tactic is this?
Who is this person?
She looked at Li Yuan again.
The figure in the moon-white Taoist robe still stood there quietly.
He didn't move an inch from beginning to end.
He simply raised his hand.
It was just a gentle wave.
The Gu Master who could silently cast Gu spells on dozens of people was bound like a dumpling and slapped unconscious.
This person's cultivation level...
Wei Shufen's pupils contracted slightly.
The contraction was extremely slight, yet it was like a pebble thrown into an ancient well, creating ripples.
She suddenly realized that her question, "a stranger from out of town," had been too lenient.
How could this be a "strange person from out of town"?
This is clearly—
She dared not think any further.
The thought had barely surfaced when she abruptly cut it off herself.
Because she knew that some things were better left unthought; and some people were better left unpredicted.
Inside the carriage, the others finally snapped out of their daze.
Then-
"boom--!"
The entire carriage erupted in chaos!
"Master! Master, save me!"
"A god! A living god!"
"Help me! I feel like I'm going to die!"
"Help! Master!"
Cries, pleas for help, and screams rose and fell, almost lifting the roof off the train carriage.
The sounds blended together, buzzing and surging like a pot of boiling water.
People jostled and pushed forward, eager to get right up to Li Yuan.
Those who were just slumped in their seats suddenly found strength from somewhere and stood up and rushed forward;
Those who were trembling in the corner just moments ago are now squeezing into the crowd, desperately pushing forward.
"Master! Help me first! My stomach hurts so much! I feel something moving inside!"
A thin man clutched his stomach, his face contorted in pain, cold sweat pouring down his forehead, as he desperately pushed his way forward.
He pushed past the people in front of him, only to be pushed aside again, repeating this several times until he was on the verge of tears.
"Me first! Me first! I can't take it anymore!"
Another obese middle-aged woman shouted at the top of her lungs, her voice shrill and piercing.
Taking advantage of her large size, she pushed forward with all her might, causing those around her to stumble and fall.
"Master! Please save my two children first! They are so young! I beg you!"
A middle-aged woman was holding two wailing children and was pushing her way forward with all her might. Tears streamed down her face and snot was running into her mouth, but she didn’t bother to wipe it away.
The two children, one four or five years old and the other two or three years old, had their faces red from crying, their voices almost hoarse, and their little bodies were trembling.
A burly man next to her reached out and pulled her back, shouting, "Make way! Let me go first!"
The burly man was big and muscular, with a face full of menacing features; he was clearly not someone to be trifled with.
He grabbed the woman's arm and pulled her back sharply.
The woman was pulled so hard she stumbled and almost fell, nearly losing her grip on the child in her arms, and cried even harder.
The carriage was in complete chaos, filled with cries, arguments, and calls for help, making it a cacophony that gave one a headache.
That chaos was even more terrifying than when the flying insects ravaged the area, because it was chaos that only arises when the deepest fears of people's hearts are unleashed.