The sword seller, dressed in red, deserves applause for the prankster.

He died from sores all over his body that festered and died.

These words might seem disgusting and terrifying to others, but to Chi Miao, they are an inescapable shadow.

No one understands that feeling better than her: lying in a hospital bed, at the age when you love beauty the most, watching yourself gradually become unrecognizable, and feeling the unbearable pain brought on by the expansion and contraction of your skin.

She screamed and howled countless times in bed, and finally died one night without warning.

Every time she recalls it, she feels a shiver run down her spine.

She didn't even know when she was cursed.

With a slight pursing of her lips, Chi Miao smiled knowingly again: "Who planted this curse, when, and how long will it last?"

Rong Yue shook her head: "I can't find out. The Yama Curse... Before seeing you with my own eyes, I always thought it was just a curse that existed only in legends. Once it is planted, it will accompany the cursed person for all eternity, preventing them from having peace in any lifetime, preventing them from entering the path of immortality, and preventing them from living a long life. They will die at the age of fifteen."

Chi Miao suddenly felt a sense of terror and disorientation.

The legendary curse, lasting for lifetimes?

In other words, the time when she was cursed may not be just from her previous life, but even earlier?

Chi Miao clenched her fists tightly: "What kind of hatred or grudge could possibly drive someone to plant this curse?!"

Who is it?

Seeing Chi Miao's heartbroken expression, Rong Yue comforted her, "Don't worry too much, just relax..."

"What am I struggling with?" Chi Miao looked at him.

Rong Yue: "You look like you're in a lot of pain."

Chi Miao: "I'm just asking honestly, I'm kind, generous, and beautiful, so who could be so cruel as to try and destroy me? It's utterly shameless! They've played a dirty trick!"

Rong Yue: "..."

It's hard to give a proper evaluation.

Who the hell is talking about making themselves sound so glamorous?

Your methods aren't much cleaner than others', are they?

Chi Miao: "If I find out who it is, he's going to suffer a lot!"

Rong Yue shrugged: "It's no use for you to know who it is now. The effect and cost of a spell are always equal, and as far as I know... no one in the entire cultivation world has the ability to cast such a spell."

"So, you're implying that with your Qi Refining stage cultivation, you'd just be cannon fodder if we found you, and we don't want to see you off?"

"That's why I really don't want to help you with this. What if I upset that big shot and he wipes me out too?"

"Nine Swords Mountain is really willing to do this. Knowing that you have a karmic connection with a powerful figure that cannot be offended, they still want to drag you into it. Aren't they afraid that one day they will be wiped out when they open their eyes?"

He was not exaggerating at all; those who can cast the Yama Curse truly possess such abilities.

Chi Miao pondered for a while before silently continuing to review the matter.

Logically speaking, she shouldn't have had the chance to embark on the path of immortality in this life. The turning point was that the Gou Shi System was bound to her.

Moreover, in this lifetime, she possesses memories of her previous life.

So we can be sure that she can be resurrected, but it's hard to say in which world she will appear.

If she didn't have the "Survival History System" in her next life, as an ordinary person completely unaware of the situation, she would have absolutely no chance of turning the tables.

The only way to break this curse of Yama is in this lifetime!

She only has this one chance.

Chi Miao pursed her lips, her gaze becoming serious: "Master and Sect Leader sent me here because you might be able to break the Yama Curse. Then, handsome brother, you..."

Rong Yue crossed her hands in front of her.

"Don't look for me, it's pointless, I'm not going to do anything reckless."

Chi Miao sighed, "Since you're so afraid of death, handsome brother, then there's nothing I can do. I may not be able to kill you, but I can certainly make you suffer..."

As she spoke, she played with the photo-taking stone.

Rong Yue's eyes widened: "You're supposed to be a direct disciple of a prestigious sect, how can you be so despicable and shameless!"

Chi Miao shook her head and curled her lips: "Aren't you also a direct disciple of a prestigious sect? You're not exactly a good person either. Birds of a feather flock together."

Everyone is Yan Ge's good apprentice.

We are a loving family.

Rong Yue was so angry she laughed.

They say people who aren't family don't belong together.

He thought for a moment, then let out a long breath.

"It's not that I don't want to help you, but that I can't. I've only heard of the Yama Curse. I can only suppress it to a certain extent, but I can't completely cure it. But what's the use? You'll still die in two years."

"The person in the entire cultivation world who has a way to deal with this incantation is the one who recorded it."

"As for this recorder, he has long since become an immortal and is no longer in this world."

Chi Miao: "Are you talking about the Celestial Compassionate Immortal?"

"Oh right, him. Looks like you're not completely clueless after all." Rong Yue smiled and continued, "He ascended to heaven a thousand years ago, leaving behind only a cave dwelling in this world. Everyone says he left the method of ascension inside the cave dwelling, and everyone is chasing after it. Maybe the method to break the curse that you're looking for is inside."

"But here's the problem: his cave dwelling can't be opened no matter what method we use. It's said that only by drawing his old sword, the Weeping Sword, can the Heavenly Sorrow Cave Dwelling be opened."

"It's been a thousand years, and the Weeping Sword hasn't reacted at all. It's probably lost its spirit long ago, and no one can pull it out now."

As he spoke, he shook his head with a pitiful smile that seemed to gloat over someone else's misfortune: "How pitiful! Even if you have the good fortune to acquire some talent in this life, you can't escape the fate of being tormented by this Yama Curse."

And just then...

Chi Miao silently pulled a broken, scrap metal sword, some of which was even a bit black, from the scabbard on his back.

"Is this the Weeping Sword you mentioned?"

"..."

"Hahaha, how could that be? How could a piece of junk you just pulled out possibly be the Weeping Sword? You really know how to make me laugh."

"Take a closer look?"

Rong Yue was stunned. He summarized the little girl's pattern.

They always manage to slap you in the face with perfect accuracy.

And this time... could it really be the Weeping Sword?

He leaned closer to examine it.

This tattered sword... this feeling of decay, this powerful spiritual energy.

Just then.

Sorrowful Sword: "What are you looking at! Didn't your mother teach you not to stare at people? Isn't that incredibly rude?"

Waaah—!

A sword rang out.

All of Rong Yue's sad memories were brought up, her eyes reddened, and tears suddenly fell.

"I did nothing wrong..."

"I don't want to kill them, I..."

"I just wanted to save..."

Before Rong Yue could continue speaking, he immediately came to his senses.

After regaining consciousness, he shuddered.

He was a Nascent Soul stage ghost cultivator, and just now... his mind was controlled, and he was forced to recall the things he least wanted to remember back then.

Others might not know, but he had read about it in ancient books.

The Sorrowful Sword... possesses the ability to control sorrowful emotions, but the Heavenly Sorrowful Immortal dislikes using it.

Then look at this broken sword in front of me.

She looked up again at Chi Miao, who had an innocent look on her face.

"Holy crap..."

"You actually pulled out the Weeping Sword?!"