Of course, since this curse spell wasn’t particularly practical, Dong Tianyu didn’t have to spend many Survival Points to acquire it.

Furthermore, while the curse spell seemed powerful, it was practically useless in the Cultivation World.

First of all, the curse had no direct lethal power; even if someone was affected by it, as long as they didn’t tell lies, they wouldn’t feel the excruciating pain of a constricted heart. The simplest method to avoid it was to remain silent or to speak less.

Secondly, the negative state could be dispelled by a spell or some other means, and the methods to dispel it were simple and not complicated.

In the Cultivation World, the curse would not be very effective because as soon as someone began to practice Cultivation of Truth, avoiding the curse spell would be quite easy.

However, that was in the Cultivation World; in reality, it would be quite difficult for an ordinary person, or even a Martial Artist, to dispel such a curse.

Since one didn’t know what was true or false, it was better to directly apply a method to the other party and then have a detailed chat.

Zachary walked straight up to the young man, patted his shoulder, and carefully found a fractured hair that looked like it belonged to the young man.

After obtaining the hair, Zachary immediately began casting the curse spell. As he did so, the fractured hair in his hand promptly ignited.

Seeing the hair in Zachary’s hand combust without flame, the young man’s face suddenly took on a strange expression.

But when the young man saw the hair in Zachary’s hand burn to ash, and the smoke generated from the burning did not disperse with the wind but instead circled around Zachary’s hand, his face showed a look of shock.

However, when he saw the smoke circling in Zachary’s hands suddenly shoot towards his heart like an arrow, he instinctively tried to dodge.

Yet his reaction was conspicuously not fast enough, his clothes did not serve as a barrier, and the smoke penetrated his clothes, entering his body directly from his chest.

Once the smoke had fully entered his body, the man instinctively touched his chest and then frantically started to undo his shirt to carefully examine the area around his chest.

No matter how much he looked or checked, there was nothing on his chest but two small grapes, and no wounds appeared. It was as if the scene that had just occurred had been an illusion, but he certainly did not believe it was his imagination.

Zachary watched as the young man’s expression slowly changed from horror to calm before he opened his mouth and asked again, "Can you tell the truth now?"

Hearing Zachary’s repeated question, the man nodded, just about to say something when Zachary directly interrupted and asked, "Name!"

"Ramon... Ah." The man hadn’t finished speaking when he suddenly felt the crushing pain in his heart.

Watching the other party roll on the ground clutching his chest, Zachary felt no sympathy, instead, he spoke with a hint of mockery, "You saw with your own eyes the method I used on you, so why do you still naively try to deceive me now? It seems you really think what just happened was an illusion."

Despite Zachary’s mockery, the man didn’t respond; he just bit his lips hard, trying to distribute the excruciating heart pain with the pain from biting his lips.

Only when the chest pain subsided did he slowly get up from the ground, looking quite disheveled at this point.

The pain in his chest had caused him to break out in a cold sweat, and rolling around on the ground in pain had also left his face covered with dirt.

Seeing the other party’s current appearance, Zachary did not say much but asked again, "Name."

"Liu Zi."

Zachary was somewhat at a loss for words, having originally thought that Jameson was calling him "Liu Zi" as a nickname—he didn’t expect his real name to actually be Liu Zi.

"Gender."

When Liu Zi heard Zachary ask this, he instinctively wanted to bite back with "Can’t you see with your eyes?" but remembering the ordeal of rolling on the ground, he weakly answered, "Male!"

Seeing the other person’s demeanor, Zachary didn’t care and continued to ask, "Tell me how you discovered me yesterday."

Hearing Zachary’s question, Liu Zi carefully answered, "It was by chance when I looked up."

After Liu Zi gave his answer and didn’t feel a pain in his chest, his mind suddenly filled with many thoughts.

However, Liu Zi’s peculiar expression did not escape Zachary’s eyes, yet Zachary did not expose him but continued to speak, "Do you have any special abilities?"

Upon hearing Zachary’s inquiry, Liu Zi tentatively replied, "I don’t have any special abilities."

"Then do you have any special items?"

Liu Zi again responded cautiously and tentatively, "I don’t have any special items on me."

After he said this, Liu Zi didn’t feel a pain in his chest and immediately felt a secret thrill, thinking he had found a loophole.

In reality, the spell Zachary had cast had many loopholes. Liu Zi had already realized that as long as he spoke the truth, even if he didn’t tell the whole truth, it wouldn’t trigger the spell.

But when he heard Zachary’s next words, Liu Zi felt as though he had plummeted from heaven into hell, "You have the ability to discover me through a special item, right?"

Because Zachary had only offered a choice between right and wrong, Liu Zi knew he had to give a straightforward answer, so he struggled to say, "Yes."

"Then where have you hidden that item?"

Hearing Zachary’s question, Liu Zi fell into despair. After all, that item was something that could change his fate, and Liu Zi did not want to reveal its location.

Observing Liu Zi’s resolve to resist to the bitter end, Zachary casually said, "I’ve heard that in ancient times there was a form of punishment called ’Death by a Thousand Cuts,’ which was said to involve slicing a thousand pieces of flesh from a person’s body and then using a scraping knife to scrape the bones."

It’s said that all human bones are connected to nerves, and when the blade used for the execution got dull, the executioner would directly use the criminal’s bones as a whetstone to sharpen the knife.

Do you know the kind of joy that comes from the blade scraping against the bone? This joy is many times stronger than the pain you have just endured, and this agony lasts for a long time.

Because according to ancient penal law, the executioner had to ensure that the criminal did not die before the completion of the ’Death by a Thousand Cuts,’ to let the criminal fully experience a deeper layer of pain, which served as a deterrence.

If you continue to remain silent like this, I will not be so courteous."

Despite what Zachary said, Liu Zi still did not speak.

However, if Liu Zi really thought that such things could puzzle Zachary, then it could only mean Liu Zi was a bit too naive.

Watching the unmoved Liu Zi, Zachary suddenly recalled a saying by so-called Internet moralists, "Why do you have to kill pigs and sheep to eat meat, when pigs, cattle, and sheep have strong regenerative abilities? If we only think from the perspective of letting them live."

So, the moralists uttered that classic phrase, stating we don’t have to kill pigs. If we want to eat meat, we can just cut a few pieces of meat from the pig and then give it a period to recover.

After it has healed, the moralists believe that by repeating the above procedure, people can eat meat without needing to kill pigs.

That’s why the moralist who said this was dubbed the ’Internet Lord Yama.’

After all, the pain of slaughter is momentary for a pig, and it may not even feel the pain at death, but to periodically cut meat from a pig’s body, that amounts to an extreme form of torture for the pig.

Do you know why I’m telling you about the ’Internet Lord Yama’? If you don’t answer as I ask, then don’t blame me for letting you experience the treatment you’d receive at the hands of these Lord Yamas."