Fantasy: Ten Dragons Compete for the Throne, I, the Villain, Choose to Play it Off

Chapter 28: The word "death"—is this a blood curse?
Soon, the head of the academy came to collect the body. Li Yueyao smiled and stepped forward, blocking the person's path, and then they spoke in hushed tones.

The other person looked surprised, hesitated for a moment, nodded at him, and then turned and left.

Seeing that the academy's leaders didn't intervene, the students who were watching began to speculate.

Some of them recognized Li Qiye's identity.

"Isn't that the Tenth Prince, Li Qiye?"

"Xue Linfeng is usually a kind person, so why is he..." (This is a fragment of a sentence and doesn't need to be translated.)

"I remember now, Xue Linfeng used to spend a lot of time with Xiao Yun. Have you forgotten about Xiao Yun's assassination attempt on the Tenth Prince a while ago?"

"I wouldn't have remembered if you hadn't reminded me. This is definitely settling scores after the fact!"

"Isn't this a bit too domineering? Who knew Xiao Yun was a remnant of the Demon Sect before?"

"For a prince to be so narrow-minded, he is really not a gentleman."

The students of Qinglian Academy began to speak in hushed tones.

Several students who usually had a good relationship with Xiao Yun suddenly changed their expressions and panicked.

There is no doubt that Qinglian Academy and the Great Zhou Dynasty are super powers of the same level.

But how could an ordinary student compare to the tenth prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty?

Just then, Li Qiye's calm voice rang out.

Although it wasn't loud, everyone could hear it clearly.

"I hit it off with Xue Linfeng the moment we met, and now he has died inexplicably from madness, which I deeply regret."

"As for the matter of Xiao Yun, a remnant of the Demon Sect, it has already been settled. If we really wanted to target someone close to Xiao Yun, why would we wait until today?"

After saying this, Li Qiye raised his hand and put Xue Linfeng's corpse into his spatial ring. Without looking at the strange looks from the crowd, he flew up and left.

Li Yueyao remained calm throughout, only glancing at the people who had spoken ill of Li Qiye as she left.

The group of people shuddered, feeling as if they were being stared at by something terrifying, as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.

After looking around, I realized that no one was watching me, but the feeling was so real.

"Could it be that Xue Linfeng has turned into an evil spirit?"

"Were we just targeted by an evil spirit?"

Thinking of this, the group immediately shuddered.

Confucianism cultivates a righteous spirit, which prevents ordinary evil spirits from getting close.

However, not all students at Qinglian Academy study Confucianism. The current policy encourages a hundred schools of thought to contend, but there are simply more Confucianists here.

"I've heard that Xue Linfeng is a reclusive master. If he were to become an evil spirit, that would be absolutely terrifying!"

"Let's go find the Master and ask him to take a look at us."

After exchanging whispers, the group immediately made a decision!

Just now, Li Yueyao glanced at them and then infused their divine souls with the power of the Heavenly Demon, something that ordinary people couldn't even see.

They won't die, but they'll probably spend the next few months living through terrifying nightmares.

"What did you say to the head of the academy just now? Why did they suddenly turn around and leave?"

After leaving Qinglian Academy, Li Qiye looked at Li Yueyao and asked.

Li Yueyao blinked and said with a smile, "I told them that Xue Linfeng, like Xiao Yun, is a remnant of the Demon Sect."

Li Qiye: "..."

To be honest, he was speechless. This was really simple, direct, and brutal!

He even made a point of clarifying things earlier.

However, Qinglian Academy would never reveal such a thing; at most, only a few people would know.

The two arrived at the outskirts of the Imperial Mausoleum City. In a secluded spot, Li Qiye struck out with his palm.

After a loud bang, a five-finger-sized crater appeared on the ground.

Li Qiye then placed Xue Linfeng's body into the pit. Just as he was about to bury it, he suddenly stopped.

Then, with a casual gesture, Xue Linfeng found a strip of cloth in his palm. When he opened it, there was a bright red character inside.

"die!"

Upon seeing the word "death," Li Qiye was taken aback.

He only touched the blood with his hand; it hadn't coagulated yet, so it was clear he hadn't written it long ago.

"This is a blood curse!"

Li Yueyao's expression suddenly changed. When she saw the strange runes drawn with blood, she immediately thought it was a curse.

Curses have existed since ancient times, but most of them have been lost.

What exists now are only some relatively simple talismans.

Li Yueyao once stumbled into an ancient tomb and suffered a blood curse from the tomb owner, which tormented her for over a hundred years, almost exhausting her life's cultivation and nearly causing her death.

That's why, upon seeing the strange runes on the tattered hem of her clothing, she immediately thought of the Blood Curse.

"This shouldn't be a blood curse."

Li Qiye shook his head.

He stared intently at the tattered cloth, pondered for a moment, then his gaze fell on Xue Linfeng's corpse, his eyes filled with profound contemplation.

The word "death" itself has no special meaning.

But the key point is that this is the Chinese script that Li Qiye had almost forgotten, not the script of this world.

This is very intriguing!
Who is Xue Linfeng writing for?

What did he see before he died?
These guesses flashed through Li Qiye's mind.

However, Li Qiye soon came to a chilling conclusion.

That was something Xue Linfeng wrote specifically for him.

But from beginning to end, Li Qiye never revealed that he had the memories of his predecessor, and Xue Linfeng couldn't possibly have any powerful supernatural abilities, so how did he figure it out?
He pondered for a moment, staring intently at Xue Linfeng's corpse. With a casual wave of his hand, he buried the surrounding soil, then slammed his palm down, causing the surrounding soil to form a mound.

Then he made a sword out of his fingers, and a huge piece of wood was shaved off and flew to stand in front of the hill.

The next moment, Li Qiye carved a line of characters on it with a flourish, these were Chinese characters.

"Xue Linfeng, a visitor from another world, has come to this world for a visit!"

After finishing all that, Li Qiye put the word "death" into his ring, called out to Li Yueyao, and then left.

It was already evening when they returned to the Seven Nights Palace.

Li Yueyao also stayed overnight at Qiye Prince's Mansion with Li Qiye.

Li Qiye knew that Li Yueyao had a secret, so he let her be as she was, only sending someone to the Prince Huai's residence to inform her.

Given that Li Qiye is now seen by many as a worthy contender for the position of Crown Prince, even if the Imperial Uncle is dissatisfied, he will not say much.

Inside the room, Li Qiye was still holding the word "death" written in blood.

What should I say to you?

"If you want to tell me something, can't you write a few more words?"

"Just write the word 'death,' who knows what you're trying to express?"

Li Qiye sighed helplessly.

He hates people who only say half of what they mean.

You either say nothing at all, or you say it all at once.

If Xue Linfeng hadn't already died, Li Qiye would have really wanted to call this guy over and give him a good beating, to let him know that his fellow villager wasn't someone to be trifled with.

"Wait a moment!"

Li Qiye was suddenly startled and stared intently at the word "death".

(End of this chapter)