Journey to the West: Treasure Vase of the Great Dao-Chapter 295 - 73: Curse

The blind man suddenly said, "That’s not the meaning of the sacrifice, that is the Divine Spirit’s will."

With just those light words, the young man felt as if Thunder had struck in his ears, and he couldn’t help but tremble all over, fearfully saying, "This is the Divine Spirit’s will?"

Seeing the man’s reaction, the blind man just laughed and said, "What, are you scared?"

At that moment, the young man wanted to curse out loud. Was he scared? In their nation, who didn’t know that receiving the Divine Spirit’s Imperial Decree meant standing on the edge of life and death?

"Otherwise, why do you think, out of the countless capable people in our nation, it was you, a man with no background, who received the honor of this mission to the Celestial Dynasty?"

"I, I..." At this moment, the young man felt as if his head had been struck by lightning. He stood stunned to one side, stammering, unable to speak a complete sentence.

He had been clever since childhood, learning to read and write with ease, and later entering the court, where everything went smoothly.

This dream mission to Great Tang, which had fallen into his lap, made him ecstatic, even prompting the impulse to die for his confidant.

However, today he was told that all of this was just because it was too dangerous, which was why such a greenhorn like himself got the opportunity, instantly feeling his dreams shatter.

Despondent, he stood in place, gathered his wits after a long while, then turned his head with a forlorn voice and asked, "Then you, with your bright future, considered the best candidate for the High Priest, why accept such a dangerous task?"

The blind man just smiled slightly, slowly lifting his head to look at the towering palace far away, his face carrying a contented smile as he said, "I have always pursued power, but having looked through all the methods of cultivation, the best outcome is to become a priest performing the rituals. However, I know that isn’t the only choice."

"So I thought of Great Tang. As a major state of the Celestial Dynasty, it surely has the cultivation methods I need. Indeed, it turned out I was right. The individual you saw earlier is proof that humans can become like Divine Spirits, possessing incredible might."

Having said this, he turned his head to look at the young man with a determined expression and said, "I have made my decision. Whether I can complete this mission or not, I will not return. Although my homeland is great, it doesn’t have the Great Dao I seek. Only in the land of Kyushu is there a chance to truly pursue the Great Dao."

"But, this is betrayal against the Divine Spirits. The great Divine Spirits will not let you go," the young man said fearfully, his speech unsteady due to the extreme emotion. Images of people executed by divine punishment flashed through his mind incessantly. The blind man’s words were truly blasphemous.

One’s life and fate should be in the hands of great Divine Spirits, as he had been taught from childhood.

Panicked, he swiveled his head around, feeling as if the Divine Spirits’ gaze had already descended upon this place.

Unbeknownst to him, the blind man showed no fear. Instead, a smile appeared on his face as he said, "The Divine Spirits you speak of are not as powerful as you imagine. In our nation, all the books about cultivation have been destroyed, which has made you people believe that Divine Spirits are an unbeatable existence."

"In fact, our Divine Spirits are nothing but a bunch of cowardly, desperate creatures. Hiding in our small territories and lording over them, they don’t even dare to step into the lands of Kyushu."

In the blind man’s words, there was scorn. He still remembered the shock he felt the first time he read this information in an ancient text. It was a collapse of his beliefs. Before that, he had always aspired to become a powerful priest, but ever since that night, the Divine Spirits became the targets he aimed to surpass.

After hearing these words, the young man’s tension eased, and his reasoning returned. His eyes glowing with curiosity, he asked, "So you’re saying that the Divine Spirits can’t control us?"

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However, what the blind man said next made the young man’s face reveal a look of despair.

"If that were the case, how could the Divine Spirits trust us with such a task? Remember when we were leaving, what the Priest asked for our blood?"

The young man suddenly recalled the moment they had left their kingdom, when the Priest had asked everyone to leave some blood behind, which he said would allow them to monitor their well-being. If their lives were in danger, the Divine Spirits would intervene from afar to ensure their safety.

"That blood is what triggers it. With it as a base, they can cast the Art of Curse. Even from thousands of miles away, they can cause our deaths."

"Does this mean we can only wait to die here?" A feeling of resentment suddenly arose in the young man’s heart. In their eyes, his group was no more significant than ants – expendable, whether they succeeded or failed.

Upon hearing this, the blind man burst into laughter, with tears mixed with blood trickling from the corners of his eyes onto the ground.

With a hint of madness in his voice, he proclaimed, "Those people, having been trapped in their tiny territories for so long, are shortsighted, ignorant of the vast world and the abundance of living things. They believe their Technique is invincible, but here in the Celestial Dynasty, it is cast aside like worn-out shoes. Of course, there are those who can break such Curse techniques."

Upon hearing this, the young man was at first overjoyed, but his mood soon fell, realizing that as strangers in a foreign land, how could they find the so-called curse breaker.

The only thing to do now was to place his last hope on the blind man, who, with his knowledge and skills, might know of some method. After all, he was also a practitioner.

So, with a hopeful look, he turned to the blind-eyed man and asked cautiously, "Do you have a plan? How do we find the one who can break the curse in Great Tang?"

After pondering for a while, the blind man said, "As far as I know, the practitioners of Great Tang live reclusively in the mountains, seldom meddling in worldly affairs. Plus, these people enjoy their serenity and don’t like being disturbed by others’ cultivation. Even if one finds out about them, without a proper referral, it could displease the hermits and potentially bring disaster."

"I have heard that the Great Tang Imperial Astronomical Observatory hosts a hermit skilled in calculating Heaven’s Secret and divining one’s fate. We should visit him to seek a way out."

The young man immediately exclaimed with joy, "Let’s do as you say. Since the Imperial Observatory’s master is a worldly person, surely he will be more approachable than those secluded hermits. We brought no small amount of valuables with us, which might not sway a hermit, but it is a fortune for commoners."

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"However, if we go like this, we might not be taken seriously. I have heard that the master recently secluded himself for deep cultivation and may not even see the true face of the Imperial Observatory. What then?"

The blind man, however, said, "That is of no concern. I already have a plan to ensure the Imperial Observatory comes to meet us."