The King of Curses

Chapter 203: Leading to the Realm of "Ancestor"
"of course."

Cen Dongsheng nodded.

He never had the chance to come into contact with it before, and in this life he only wanted to see a wider landscape.

"By the way, there's one more thing."

An Zhizhen finally raised her eyes from the book and asked in a relaxed manner:
"I saw the photos of the scene. It seems that you have mastered a very destructive move, one that you have never used before."

"Yes."

Cen Dongsheng did not hide anything and described the principle behind the "Tiger Roar" move, and also mentioned the matter of "supernatural powers".

"Oh, so there is actually such a thing as 'secondary refining' of the true Qi in nature."

This time she put the book down, her clear dark eyes sparkling with obvious interest.

"It's really interesting. If refining the Yang Qi in each person's body into True Qi is considered the first step for ordinary people to become a 'Spell Forbidden Master'; then the so-called process of combining the True Qi in a person's body with the outside world and refining it into 'Divine Power' again can be considered the second step to become a 'High-level Spell Forbidden Master'."

"Yeah."

Cen Dongsheng answered casually.

All the sorcerers without exception hold high positions, and to be honest they are high; but their numbers are scarce, making it difficult for them to form a large-scale class, and a considerable number of people simply regard them as "stronger Class A spellcasters."

Cen Dongsheng was not the only one who thought this way. In fact, most ordinary spell-binding masters like him would find the existence of "magicians" a bit embarrassing.

Maybe it's just a prejudice...

Although the status of a theatrical sorcerer is already unattainable for them, they are not strong enough to catch up with the special-class spell-binding masters; they are undoubtedly the elite among the elites, but they have never left their own class.

In short, in Cen Dongsheng's eyes today, a magical sorcerer is just a rank between an ordinary first-class spellcaster and a special-class spellcaster, and does not represent any meaning.

But Sister Zhizhen’s answer was not that simple.

"The process of refining the true qi into 'supernatural power' is very interesting. According to the ancients, it is the state of 'harmony between man and nature'."

She held up a finger and explained to the man.

"The behavior of the spell-forbidden masters to consume their true energy and use their supernatural powers is limited to their own bodies, and the true energy in a person's body is ultimately limited; but supernatural powers can allow their own true energy to affect the outside world, forming a large cycle."

"……indeed."

Cen Dongsheng nodded thoughtfully.

His original wish was just to gain the ability to "annihilate on a large scale"; in order to achieve this, his initial thought was to combine his fists with the power of controlling the wind, which led him to the existence of supernatural powers.

The result of the attempt lived up to everyone's expectations. The "Tiger Roar" he threw out with his fist destroyed the entire manor, as if his fist was magnified a hundred times.

"Dongsheng, did your grandfather also tell you this way?"

Sister Zhizhen asked with a smile on her face, her expression hinting at teasing.

"There can't be such a grandfather in this world, right?"

"……Too."

It has been mentioned before that the magical sorcerer is a brand new realm unprecedented in history. It was invented by the pioneers of this era during the rare era of spiritual revival. There has been no similar inheritance in the past.

Speaking of which, regarding the so-called "grandfather who taught him the knowledge of forbidden spells" and his foresight, Cen Dongsheng felt that Sister Zhizhen must have noticed something strange a long time ago...

Even if her guess was wrong, it was not far off. After all, it was that An Zhizhen. However, there was a tacit agreement between them not to reveal this secret.

"Okay, I'll be honest." Cen Dongsheng shrugged and replied, "I'm a genius, so I can develop such an amazing technique."

"Haha, I already knew that Dongsheng was a genius."

An Zhizhen smiled happily and changed the subject.

"Then you can teach me. I'm very interested."

Although Sister Zhizhen often asked him for advice, it was rare for her to use the word "teaching".

I never thought that one day I would be able to educate the philosopher king. I have made great progress, he thought.

"By the way, do you want to change your name?"

Sister Zhizhen said with a smile.

"——Teacher Cen~"

At first glance, the name sounded familiar. Cen Dongsheng quickly realized who he was imitating and smiled awkwardly.

"Ah ha ha……"

……

Sister Zhizhen pointed out that the essence of "supernatural power" is the unity of nature and man. This is the first time Cen Dongsheng has heard of this. Maybe it was a common understanding among high-level spell-binding masters in his previous life, but he couldn't access it at that time.

But Cen Dongsheng can be sure that the word "supernatural power" means much more than just a new level.

The idea of ​​reaching a higher realm by "fusion of curses" is truly far-reaching and has completely changed the power structure of the curse master society and the future of this world.

The reason is simple: when people realize that the collision and fusion of first-class spells can give birth to a whole new power, is it possible for the special-class spells, which are considered to be the "highest-level spells", to break through their limits?

For a long time, special-class spell-binding masters have been considered the pinnacle of the spell-binding master world, but when the "second wave" ended and the first ancestor was born, people realized that there is always someone better than you.

There is a gap between those below the special class and the special class; and the distance between the special class and the ancestors expands this gap into a natural moat, dividing the boundary between "man and god".

This topic was too far away for Cen Dongsheng in the past, but now it has become an issue that he has to consider.

Not to mention that he had the ambition to try to cross this boundary between humans and gods sooner or later, at the moment, to ensure that An Zhizhen and Yi Qingyan could both take that path, he had to have the corresponding cognition...

Unfortunately, the experience of a reborn person is of little use in this matter, and he can only make speculations based on the information he has.

Generally speaking, the birth of "Ancestor" is indeed similar to the birth of a magical sorcerer, but special spells are ultimately high-level products that are not understood by people and cannot be treated the same as ordinary spells.

Compared to the magical powers and spells that people understand, the special-grade spells are more like some kind of divine power. Some people even believe that its essence is the original rules of this world and a part of the order of heaven and earth.

This theory can also explain "why there were three waves that affected the global spiritual revival" - it was because the original order collapsed and the fragments fell into the human world that there were earth-shaking changes.

And if we continue to deduce according to this theory, the process from being a special spell-binding master to becoming a patriarch is equivalent to combining several broken natural rules in some way to forge their own personal "Tao".

Is this the reason why they can become “Gods on Earth”?

Cen Dongsheng couldn't guarantee it.

He just felt that this inference was closest to the truth he guessed, but the specific situation would depend on the self-practice of the special-class curse-ban master - he would be the closest person and witness it all happen with his own eyes.

……

"I learned."

About an hour later, An Zhizhen opened his eyes.

"Got it?"

"Well, it's very interesting. It gives me a deeper understanding of this world."

The woman's eyes were shining, and it was obvious that she was truly happy.

"Will it help "Tian Kui Quan Shou"? "

The other party shook his head.

"My innate 'superpowers' are not affected, but I can use the abilities of those I interfere with, so it cannot be said to be useless."... As expected.

Just as he thought, because the effect of the special spell was too overbearing and special, it made no difference whether it was pushed by true Qi or by supernatural power.

In addition, he confirmed one thing.

Ordinary spell masters must reach the "A3" realm, that is, "master three A-grade spells" to become a magical sorcerer, but special spell masters can simulate magical powers in their own way, especially people like my elder sister who are naturally talented, they only need to figure out the principles to replicate them.

"Thank you, Dongsheng..."

Sister Zhizhen held his hands with her soft, jade-like hands.

"What are you talking about? Why are we being so polite to each other?"

He said this, but he was thinking of his sister in his heart.

But you can't favor one over the other.

Although the relationship between the two sisters is not tense at the moment, it is still difficult to maintain a balance, and he can only try his best to achieve it.

Among all forms of balance, "parity of strength" is obviously the most critical. Although both of them have the destiny of becoming "ancestors" in the future, there is still a gap in time.

Also, judging from the current situation, An Zhizhen and Yi Qingyan's strength are growing faster than in the original history; everything in the new era is accelerating... He can't help but worry that the future is no longer under his control.

"That's not what I meant."

"Ok?"

"I was thinking that when something good happened, you thought of me first. I feel very happy..."

An Zhizhen lowered her head, her long hair covering her eyes, and her tone was deep.

"Uh."

To be honest, he really couldn't tell whether his elder sister was really jealous and resentful, or was just joking with him.

But he was still thinking about another woman until just now, and it seemed that he did feel a little sorry for the girlfriend in front of him...

...No, it was the other person who was thanking me! How come I am the one who is ashamed?
He couldn't help but sigh.

"Sister Zhizhen..."

"Ok?"

"Actually, if you want to thank me, you can repay me in a more practical way."

"for example?"

An Zhizhen continued to stroke his hand, her voice becoming softer and more charming; Cen Dongsheng leaned his head closer, his eyes showing warmth.

"For example..."

"boom!"

The door was pushed open, and Yi Qingyan walked into the room angrily, pulling her schoolbag with an expression that said, "Luckily I came back early!"

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Although his good time was interrupted, he was not angry and felt that his sister came at the right time.

He took Sister Qingyan to his room and quickly repeated the story of the supernatural power. Unlike Sister Zhizhen, the little girl's focus was obviously... a little different.

"So, brother, are you going to teach me this trick?"

As soon as Yi Qingyan entered the room, she sat down on his bed. She kicked off her slippers, spread her legs, and placed her calves and feet on the outside of her thighs, supporting her hips.

"That's right." He said half-jokingly, "You can call me Master now."

"Master, you want girls to call you master again." Yi Qingyan, who seemed to have mastered the "duck sitting" technique without any teacher, puffed up her lips, "Brother, are you... just doing lewd things like this?"

"Why do you think so?"

"But doesn't it mean that a young master and apprentice of the opposite sex will... definitely turn into that kind of relationship?"

"What kind of misunderstanding is this?"

"I saw it on TV! That's what it says in martial arts movies."

The little girl puffed out her chest and answered confidently.

"Yes, the two teammates I'm looking for now, one calls me Master, and the other calls me Teacher..."

As he said this, he saw that the girl's expression had turned into contempt.

“…but our relationship is very healthy.”

"Humph, that's only for now..."

While the little girl was still chattering, Cen Dongsheng took the initiative to reach out, put his arm around the girl's shoulders, and sat on the bed with her.

Yi Qingyan twisted her body twice, which was considered a small resistance, but she soon lay obediently in the man's arms.

"Why are you suddenly making trouble again?"

He felt strange because Mingming had been much more obedient recently.

"...When you encountered the enemy, you didn't call me. We had an agreement..."

Yi Qingyan was the type who couldn't hide her thoughts, so she quickly revealed her true inner thoughts.

"You are my trump card. You don't need to take action against those minions at all."

"But...I want to be with you..."

My sister pressed her face into his chest and complained quietly.

"Besides, why does my brother need teammates? It's enough for him to have me by his side."

Cen Dongsheng was silent.

Of course, he had thought about this question. Curse masters were born with a destiny of fighting. Those who grew up relying on the power of others could not become strong. He had seen some "second-generation curse masters" who spent a lot of resources to train, and most of them did not end well...

But Cen Dongsheng did not try to persuade the other party.

Because my sister is just worried about being lonely. What's the point of talking about those big truths? She doesn't need to hear them.

"I'll call you when I'm free."

Cen Dongsheng made a decision quickly and said in a deep voice.

"Although I won't call you to help fight, but when I want to see you, or when you want to see me, just call me using the 'Blood Contract Matchmaker' and we can meet directly then... I think this is better."

Yi Qingyan understood what he meant. If he only called her when he could help, it would seem that her brother was treating her as a convenient tool.

Although she didn't mind, as long as she could meet him, even if it was an excuse...but her brother was indeed someone who would consider such issues, so she would rather do the opposite.

The man's palm was rough but gentle. He stroked her hair gently and whispered in her ear:

"How about it, can you accept it?"

Yi Qingyan's hands tightly grasped her brother's collar, and after a moment of silence, her body softened silently.

(End of this chapter)