Fantasy, starting with a treasure bowl

"go!"

Without any extra movements, Lu Feng raised his hand and placed a palm in the center of the treasure basin. The next moment, a pure spiritual energy, imperceptible to the naked eye, surged out from it and then, like a river flowing into the sea, slowly entered the bodies of Xiaoyu's parents.

Swish!Swish!Swish!

Before long, as a large amount of pure spiritual energy was poured into their bodies, Xiaoyu's parents, who had been unconscious and lifeless, opened their eyes and regained a bit of vitality.

After all, the spiritual energy of the Treasure Basin and the primordial immortal power are of the same origin and cannot be compared with ordinary power.

Given the profound nature of primordial immortal power, let alone any "ancient god's curse," even the dead have a certain probability of being resurrected!

"It worked?"

Upon seeing Xiaoyu's parents, who were afflicted by the "Ancient God's Curse," awaken, Lu Xiaoxiang and Wu Yunran, standing nearby, both showed slight changes in expression, revealing surprise and delight.

"Waaaaah...!"

"Dad, Mom! You're finally awake! Xiaoyu promises to be a good girl from now on and never make you angry again... Waaah!"

Overwhelmed with emotion at the sudden resurrection of her parents, Xiaoyu threw herself into their arms and burst into tears.

"Xiaoyu? Where am I...?"

Looking down at Xiaoyu, who was crying in his arms, Wuyun Gong's face was somewhat astonished. He seemed to have no recollection of being cursed by the "Ancient God" and had no idea what was happening.

"Father, Mother! It was my older brother who saved you. If it weren't for him, Xiaoyu might never have seen you again..."

"Although my big brother comes from the outside world and I don't know him very well, he's a really good person...!"

Faced with Wu Yun Gong's question, Xiao Yu quickly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, then pointed to Lu Feng beside her and said in a childish voice, her delicate face revealing a hint of admiration.

"So it was you, my benefactor, who saved me. I have no way to repay you, so I kowtow to you in gratitude!"

Upon hearing this, Wu Yun Gong's expression turned serious, and he immediately kowtowed deeply to Lu Feng opposite him, his face full of gratitude.

"My name is Wu Yunli, and I thank you, my benefactor!"

Seeing this, a middle-aged woman dressed in a light brown animal-patterned robe also bowed down and kowtowed to Lu Feng in gratitude. She seemed to be Wu Yun Gong's wife and Xiao Yu's mother.

"You two need not stand on ceremony."

Faced with the couple's prostrations of gratitude, Lu Feng merely waved his hand and asked again, "May I ask why you two are afflicted with the 'Ancient God's Curse,' what has recently happened in the Wuyun tribe, and who exactly is this so-called Immortal Master that everyone is talking about?"

"This, this...!"

Faced with Lu Feng's series of questions, Wu Yun Gong and his wife only stiffened for a moment, then looked at each other and hesitated, as if they dared not speak.

"You two need not be afraid, please speak freely."

Seeing the hesitation on their faces, Lu Feng spoke up again to comfort them.

"My benefactor! It's not that we deliberately concealed it, but the Immortal Master once gave an order that no one is allowed to speak ill of the ancient gods, otherwise they will be cursed by the ancient gods and die without a burial place...!"

Swallowing hard again, Wu Yun Gong spoke nervously, his face showing unease. He seemed quite wary of the "Ancient God" he mentioned, and dared not even mention the legendary "Ancient God Curse"!

"..."

Seeing this, Lu Feng fell silent. Lu Xiaoxiang, standing beside him, also stepped forward, her tone solemn, "Lu Feng, it seems this matter is not as simple as we imagined..."

"Perhaps, but for now, we can only take it one step at a time."

Shaking his head again, Lu Feng waved his hand once more, "Since you two have concerns, I won't force you. Let's go."

"Uh, thank you so much, my benefactor!"

"Our benefactor is truly a living bodhisattva descended to earth!"

Seeing that Lu Feng no longer pressed for details about the "Ancient God's Curse," Wu Yun Gong and his wife were relieved and kowtowed to him repeatedly, their words filled with gratitude.

"Big brother, thank you for saving Xiaoyu's parents...!"

Before leaving, Xiaoyu ran to Lu Feng, carefully pulled a patched teddy bear from her bosom, and earnestly placed it in his hand, saying, "Big brother, this is for you!"

"Xiaoyu, what's wrong?"

Lu Feng was taken aback when he saw the teddy bear that the other party suddenly handed him.

"Hehe, this is Xiaoyu's favorite teddy bear! Xiaoyu needs to hug it every night to fall asleep...!"

With another grin, Xiaoyu said in her childish voice, "Daddy and Mommy said that if we sleep with our teddy bear every night, we'll have good luck!"

"Xiaoyu doesn't have any treasures, so she's giving her teddy bear to her older brother, hoping he'll have good luck every day...!"

"Thank you, Xiaoyu."

Looking into Xiaoyu's innocent eyes, Lu Feng felt a surge of warmth in his heart. He immediately accepted the teddy bear and affectionately patted its head.

"Brother Lu, now that Xiaoyu's parents have regained consciousness, do you think anyone else...?"

After Wu Yungong and his wife left with Xiaoyu, Wu Yunran couldn't help but speak up. However, before he could finish speaking, Lu Feng shook his head and interrupted him, "Brother Wu, please forgive me for being powerless to help."

"Unlike Xiaoyu's parents, these people have lost all life force and have already developed corpse energy, making them almost indistinguishable from the dead. Even with the spiritual energy from the Treasure Basin being poured into their bodies, it's still powerless to save them!"

Seemingly guessing what Wu Yunran was thinking, Lu Feng glanced once more at the barbarians around the square who were afflicted with the "Ancient God's Curse," and a solemn expression appeared on his face.

After all, the treasure bowl in his hand was not in its complete form, but rather in a damaged state, and its spiritual energy had only recovered to about one-sixth of its original value.

With the limited spiritual energy of the Treasure Basin, it is highly unlikely that it can truly reverse Yin and Yang and bring the dead back to life!

"Damn it, am I just supposed to watch everyone die here without doing anything...!"

Upon hearing Lu Feng's words, Wu Yunran also felt a sense of disappointment, and then clenched her fists tightly, seemingly unwilling to accept it.

After all, the barbarians present were his people, and he was powerless to do anything about it, only able to watch helplessly as they died from the "ancient god's curse," which naturally filled him with resentment.

"Brother Wu, if I'm not mistaken, I fear your parents' illnesses are also inextricably linked to the so-called 'ancient god's curse'..."

Lu Feng slowly withdrew the treasure basin from his hand and said in a low voice.

"Oh, right! My sister mentioned in a letter she sent years ago that our parents also suddenly fell ill and were ice-cold, like living dead...!"

"Brother Lu, please come with me...!"

Upon hearing Lu Feng suddenly bring this up, Wu Yunran clapped her hands heavily and then hurriedly led him towards her hometown.

...

A short while later, Lu Feng followed Wu Yunran to a simple thatched hut.

"Brother, you're back!"

As soon as he pushed open the door, before Wu Yunran could even speak, a petite figure suddenly rushed into his arms. Her slightly dark-skinned face was full of joy. It was none other than his beloved younger sister, Wu Yuncui.

"Xiao Cui!"

"It's been so long! You're still as beautiful as ever, and you look so radiant!"

Wu Yunran patted Wu Yuncui's head affectionately, then added, "By the way, this is Brother Lu Feng, and next to him is Miss Xiao Xiang. They are my fellow disciples and friends from when I was cultivating at Luoxing Academy!"

"Wu Yun Cui greets the two esteemed heroes...!"

Upon hearing this, Wu Yuncui also sized up Lu Feng and the others opposite her, then knelt on one knee, placed her right hand on her chest, and lowered her head slightly, as if this was the most precious etiquette for entertaining guests in the Southern Barbarian Land.

"Miss Cui, there's no need for such formalities."

Lu Feng gestured for the other party to get up, and without saying a word, he immediately walked to Wu Yunran's parents on the opposite sickbed. He then gently grasped their wrists to feel their pulses and injected a wisp of pure Yuan energy into them.

"Just as I suspected, your parents' symptoms are almost identical to those of Xiaoyu's parents..."

After manipulating this wisp of pure Yuan energy to circulate within Wu Yunran's parents' bodies, Lu Feng frowned slightly, then spoke again tentatively, "May I ask, Miss Xiao Cui, did your parents exhibit any unusual behavior before they fell ill?"

"Master Lu, I don't know what happened to my parents either..."

"About a week ago, my parents went to fetch water from the ancient well at the ancestral altar, and then they fell seriously ill afterward. No matter what medicine they took, it didn't work. I heard from some people outside that my parents suffered this fate because they disrespected the Immortal Master..."

Faced with Lu Feng's question, Wu Yuncui dared not hide anything and immediately told him everything.

"Master Immortal?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, a murderous aura flashing within them. "Tch, it's that guy causing trouble again..."

Although he was still not quite sure what the truth behind this "ancient god's curse" was.

However, it is obvious that whether it is the barbarians outside the central square who are cursed by the "ancient god", or Wu Yunran's parents who are currently ill and unable to get out of bed, they are all inextricably linked to the immortal master that everyone is talking about!

"Miss Xiao Cui, I have one last question..."

Concealing the murderous aura in his eyes, Lu Feng spoke again, probing, "May I ask if you know anything about the background of this so-called Immortal Master?"