My Ares Son-in-Law

Hearing this, Xiao Chen's heart was struck by thunder, his eyes instantly widened, and his face was full of disbelief.

The 72-year-old Wang Chongyue in front of him looks to be only in his twenties.

His skin was tight, smooth, and without a single wrinkle, and had a healthy, rosy glow.
His eyes are bright and energetic, and his gaze shows vigor and vitality. He walks with steady and powerful steps, as if he contains endless energy.

On the other hand, Wang Chongshan, who is not even seventy years old, practices martial arts diligently and looks much younger than ordinary people, but time still leaves its mark on him.

He had some white hair on his temples and his face looked a bit haggard, which was completely different from Wang Chongyue's youthful appearance.

Xiao Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, raised the corners of his mouth, revealed a teasing smile, and said: "Mr. Wang is really radiant, if you say you are in your early thirties, I'm afraid many people will believe it!"

Wang Chongyue sighed deeply, full of emotion, clasped his hands together, bowed slightly, and said: "Thanks to Mr. Xiao for saving my life. But this Soul Separation Curse... I really don't know why I was hit by such an evil spell. Now when I think about it, I still feel scared."

Xiao Chen's eyes were filled with curiosity and caution. He asked tentatively, "Old sir, do you still remember how you got cursed? I have never seen such a strange curse before. I took the risk and tried it at the time. I was really unsure."

Wang Chongyue frowned, lost in deep memories, his eyes flashing with confusion and bewilderment: "I only remember that day when I went to the valley to collect herbs. The valley was rarely visited on weekdays, and it was so quiet that it was a little creepy.

I was concentrating on looking for herbs when I suddenly met a man in white who asked me for directions.

The man in white exuded a strange fragrance, which was elegant yet indescribably weird, as if there was an invisible magic that made people want to smell it a few more times.

I don’t remember what happened after that very clearly. When I regained consciousness, I was already trapped in that void. All I could see were illusions, and I couldn’t tell the difference between reality and dreams.”

Xiao Chen lowered his head in thought, tapping the table with his fingers, making a rhythmic "tapping" sound: "That fragrance may be the medium of the spell. It seems that someone is deliberately trying to murder the old man. I wonder what the purpose of this person behind this is."

"Maybe." Wang Chongyue stared at Xiao Chen with a burning gaze, his eyes full of curiosity. "Mr. Xiao, this formation to lead the soul back to its place is extremely exquisite. Although I have experienced it personally, I am still confused. What is the principle? I hope you can explain it to me."

Xiao Chen smiled, spread his hands, acted mature, and said: "As for the principle, I only know the general idea, this formation looks very mysterious.

But I think that the human spirit is like a taut bowstring, and there is always a limit to its endurance.

The Soul-Separation Curse uses fear as an inducement to continuously exert pressure on a person. When the pressure exceeds the limit, it is like a bowstring breaking, and it will naturally break through the illusion and make a person sober.

But I am still slowly exploring the specifics of this in practice, and I have to continue to study it.”

Wang Chongyue's brows were tightly knitted together, as if he could pinch a fly to death, and the worry on his face was so thick that it could not be dispelled.

His lips trembled slightly, and he spoke slowly, his voice seemed to float from far away, with a hint of doubt: "But if this bowstring breaks directly, won't the person be completely ruined, and there will be no possibility of recovery? This formation to lead the soul back to its place sounds so dangerous, if you are not careful, the consequences will be disastrous."

As he spoke, he subconsciously clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white from the force.

Xiao Chen looked solemn, his eyes like a deep cold pond, revealing professionalism and seriousness. He nodded slightly, and explained slowly as if plucking the strings of an ancient zither: "The human brain has an extremely complex self-protection mechanism, just like setting up a solid defense line for important areas, patrolled day and night by countless invisible neuron 'guards'.

You were unconscious at that time, which was actually your body activating various defense mechanisms to try to fight against the invasion of the Soul-Separation Curse.

But your illness has lasted for more than 20 years, and your body has long been eroded by the curse and is full of holes, like a dilapidated house that is about to collapse in the wind and rain. No one dares to guarantee that it can be cured 100%.

Under the circumstances at the time, we had no choice but to give it a try, and luckily we succeeded in the end.”

As he spoke, one of his hands unconsciously gestured in the air, as if describing the mysterious human body's defense mechanism.

Wang Chongshan's face was full of emotion, and his eyes were shining with the joy of surviving the disaster, just like the brightest star in the night sky.

His voice was trembling with excitement as he said, "Fortunately, the bet was right this time. Mr. Xiao, you are my lifesaver! If it weren't for you, my brother would have to suffer so much, and he might even have lost his life."

As he spoke, he clasped his hands together, leaned forward, and bowed deeply to Xiao Chen. His posture seemed to express all his gratitude in this bow.

Xiao Chen waved his hands quickly, with a humble smile on his face, as warm as the spring sun: "Mr. Wang, you are too polite. It is our luck that we can be cured. Although my medical skills are pretty good, to be honest, this is the first time I have encountered this Soul Separation Curse. You are able to survive, it is purely luck. But..."

He changed the subject and his expression suddenly became serious, like the gloomy sky before a storm.

“But what?” Wang Chongshan and Wang Chongyue asked in unison, a hint of nervousness in their eyes, and their bodies unconsciously leaned forward slightly, as if waiting for the judgment of fate.

Xiao Chen sighed, and that breath seemed to be able to blow away the sorrows of the world, his eyes were full of regret: "Your current physical condition is actually not good. Although you appear to have regained your youth, your skin is tight and shiny, and your hair is black and shiny, but your life span has been sharply reduced.

Originally, according to the normal life span, you could live to be 100 years old, but now, due to the erosion of the Soul Separation Curse and the impact of the formation, you may only live to be 80 years old. This youth is bought at the cost of your own life span!"

As he spoke, he shook his head gently, and the regret in his eyes became more intense.

Hearing this, Wang Chongyue was stunned for a moment, and a trace of loss and helplessness flashed across his eyes, as brief and clear as a meteor across the night sky.

Then he smiled bitterly and said, "Actually, I should have thought of this earlier. Everything is constant. How could I suddenly become younger for no reason? There is no free lunch in this world. If you gain something, you must lose something else."

He smiled bitterly and shook his head gently, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to deepen at this moment.

Having said that, Wang Chongyue suddenly became a little bored, as if he had lost all his energy at once, and his body became slightly hunched.

He turned his head and said to Wang Chongshan, "I'm very tired and need to take a rest. Second brother, please treat Mr. Xiao well and don't neglect him. Mr. Xiao has given me a new life and we must repay him." (End of this chapter)