Chapter 413: The Business of Seven Emotions Valley

Translator: yikaii Editor: yikaii

The man in the white paper hat fled swiftly, and both Lu Yang and Zhao Po knew they couldn’t catch him, so they didn’t dwell on it.

Zhao Po took out a small gong and gently tapped it, producing a pleasant sound.

“This is how I communicate with my friend. If she’s in the valley, she should come out to meet us soon.”

Not long after, a graceful woman emerged from Seven Emotions Valley. Upon seeing Zhao Po, her eyes lit up slightly, though she quickly hid her joy and said with a somewhat disdainful tone, “What curse did you get hit with this time?”

Zhao Po didn’t mind her tone and smiled as he introduced the others. “This is my new friend, Dao Seeking Sect’s Lu Yang. He’s here to seek the valley master’s help.”

“This is Luo Yu, a true disciple of Seven Emotions Valley. Her master is the valley master herself.”

“Lu Yang?!” Luo Yu was taken aback upon hearing his name. “Are you the Lu Yang who took first place at the Qingzhou Grand Festival, and then, as if it wasn’t enough, even beat up the judges?”

Lu Yang felt that, among all his accomplishments, this reputation wasn’t the best way to become famous.

“I have a friend who’s been cursed with a difficult-to-remove curse. I’d like to ask the valley master for help.”

Luo Yu looked at Lu Yang with pity. Another person claiming they have a ‘friend’ with a curse.

“My master is about to come out of seclusion, but whether she’ll agree to help lift the curse is uncertain. Come on in for now.”

“It’s not me, it’s my friend,” Lu Yang corrected her.

“I understand,” she said, clearly unconvinced.

The two of them followed Luo Yu through the formation at the entrance, entering Seven Emotions Valley.

“Oh, by the way, do you have someone named Xie Shanren in the Dao Seeking Sect?” Luo Yu suddenly asked.

“Yes, Xie Shanren is our fourth elder, is there a problem?”

The fourth elder rarely left the sect, and very few outside people knew their names.

“There’s a bit of a story. When my master was young, she fell in love with a man named Xie Shanren. They met by chance, and she fell for him at first sight. They often discussed the Dao together and had wonderful conversations. She even taught him the art of curse-breaking as a way to express her feelings, but unfortunately, Xie Shanren didn’t reciprocate. He left her behind and returned to Dao Seeking Sect.”

“My master still mentions Xie Shanren from time to time, so it seems she hasn’t moved on from him. Whether that lingering feeling is love or hatred is unclear.”

Lu Yang broke out in a cold sweat after hearing this.

No wonder the Fourth Elder didn’t send them to Seven Emotions Valley despite it being the best sect for curse-breaking in the Desolate Lands. Instead, they recommended the Corpse-Driving Sect. The reason was clear now.

But now that they had already stepped into Seven Emotions Valley, it would be awkward to leave.

He could only hope the valley master would be magnanimous and not hold a grudge against a small disciple from Dao Seeking Sect.

Lu Yang felt that in his efforts to resolve Meng Jingzhou’s curse, he had gone above and beyond—almost like a father looking out for his son.

“Is it common for friends to take on parental roles for each other?” Everlasting Fairy mused, suddenly asking Lu Yang.

“Not always, but it happens sometimes.”

“Interesting.”

“Why do you ask, Fairy?” Lu Yang inquired.

The Fairy nodded, a simple smile on her face. “The first time I cooked for the Qilin Immortal, he called me ‘Mother.’ Now I realize he was treating me like a friend. It seems food really does bring people closer.”

Everlasting Fairy’s smile was warm and charming, far more pleasant than the cold, aloof demeanor of Eldest Senior Sister. But Lu Yang had known her long enough not to be fooled by her innocent expression.

“Tell me exactly what happened,” he asked cautiously.

“Well, after I challenged both Heaven’s Will Immortal and Qilin Immortal, I felt bad about it, so I invited them for a meal. At first, they were very wary of me, thinking I might poison them. But after seeing me cook without any tricks, they finally relaxed and started eating.”

“Qilin Immortal took one bite of the food, called out ‘Mother,’ and then passed out. Maybe it was too much for his weak constitution,” Everlasting Fairy mused.

“Heaven’s Will Immortal also passed out.”

“Qilin Immortal was born from the combined luck of heaven and earth, with no parents. He must have mistakenly seen me as his mother,” Everlasting Fairy shook her head, thinking that Qilin Immortal was quite pitiable.

Lu Yang, however, thought that Qilin Immortal probably meant to say, “Mother f*cker, this is poisoned!” but only got as far as “Mother” before losing consciousness, leading Everlasting Fairy to misinterpret the situation.

It’s often hard for later generations to judge the strength of immortals when they were younger, but Lu Yang had his own method.

Since Qilin Immortal managed to say at least one word, while Heaven’s Will Immortal couldn’t even manage that, Qilin Immortal’s cultivation was likely superior.

In the real world, the three of them continued through Seven Emotions Valley, where Lu Yang saw many people coming to seek help for breaking curses. These were curses that the disciples at the entrance couldn’t handle.

“Curse master, every night when I sit in meditation, I hear the buzzing of mosquitoes in my ears, and my body feels unbearably itchy. I’ve heard you’ve developed a new type of curse with these symptoms. Have I been cursed with that?”

“My fellow cultivator, while Seven Emotions Valley has indeed researched such a curse, I don’t see any signs of it on you. Moreover, you have visible mosquito bites on your exposed skin. It seems you’re simply surrounded by actual mosquitoes.”

“I don’t believe it! It must be your curse!”

The disciple from Seven Emotions Valley sighed softly. That curse was extremely expensive to produce. For someone with such low cultivation, who would bother to curse him?

“Very well, take this. Place it by your side when you meditate, and the curse will no longer affect you.”

“What is this?”

“Mosquito repellent incense. Three hundred Spirit Stones per coil.”

…

“Curse master, from childhood to now, no female cultivator has ever liked me. Every time I confess my feelings, they always reject me without exception. All my peers are married, but I don’t even have a girlfriend. Am I cursed?”

“My fellow cultivator, your situation isn’t due to a curse. Your personal charm is undeniable, but you lack Spirit Stones. We at Seven Emotions Valley offer loans. Would you like to borrow some Spirit Stones? Our annual interest rate is only twenty percent.”

…

“Curse master, ever since I killed someone, I’ve been haunted by visions of the victim, bloody and screaming that he cursed me to never find peace. I’ve been having nightmares of him crawling toward me, covered in blood, demanding my life. I’m so scared I can’t sleep.”

“Lately, I feel a chill down my spine, like someone is following me. But when I turn around, there’s no one there.”

“When I’m meditating in seclusion, I hear eerie laughter mocking me, and no matter where I run, the sound stays in my ears.”

“Sometimes, I even see a red figure in front of me, but when I rub my eyes and look closely, it vanishes.”

“Am I cursed?”

The disciple from Seven Emotions Valley noticed the dark shadow under the man’s brow, his swollen eyes, and his frightened expression. He nodded slightly. Finally, a case of someone truly cursed. “You are indeed cursed, and it’s a difficult one to break—an extremely complex Wronged Death Curse.”

“Is there a way to lift it?”

“Of course, there’s no curse that Seven Emotions Valley cannot lift. However, this curse is too difficult for me to handle alone. Let me call my senior brother to assist.”

Not long after, the disciple returned with his senior brother, pointed at the man, and said, “Senior Brother, this is the murderer. I can’t handle him alone. Let’s team up and escort him to the authorities!”

(End of the chapter)