Abundant Martial Arts Virtue
Chapter 298 - 265: The Technique of Holy Extraction!

Chapter 298: Chapter 265: The Technique of Holy Extraction!

Lightning flashed and thunder roared outside the window.

The rain poured down violently.

But inside the room, soft lamplight illuminated the surroundings.

The aroma of tea filled the air.

Wu Xiaode sat leisurely sipping tea at the tea table.

"Taoist Skill is nothing special, everyone, when you see it, you see it, just don’t talk about it carelessly, remember," he said to the others.

The people naturally nodded vigorously in agreement.

—Their lives were saved by this Taoist priest; a small request from him was naturally to be followed.

Wu Xiaode glanced at his watch again.

The hand on the dial was moving back and forth, jumping from "Safe" to "Danger" many times but never settling down.

Strange.

What’s going on?

Wu Xiaode couldn’t help but glance at Shen Feixue.

Shen Feixue was furrowing her brows, a look of pain on her face as if she was encountering some sort of problem.

Was it a pregnancy reaction?

Or had she sustained some injury?

Wu Xiaode was puzzled but asked casually,

"Miss Shen, you don’t look well, what’s the matter?"

"Thank you for asking, Taoist priest, but I don’t know what’s wrong. I just always feel a terrible headache... like it’s going to explode," Shen Feixue said.

Wu Xiaode pondered, "Is it because you haven’t rested well? Or is it some illness?"

"I’ve been to the hospital several times, and have done all the tests that could be done, but they reveal nothing," Shen Feixue replied.

She glanced at the elderly man beside her.

The elderly man mused, "We are suspecting that there is no issue with the young lady herself, but rather something else is amiss."

"Taoist priest, could you help me take a look?" Shen Feixue asked.

She removed a bracelet from her hand and placed it on the coffee table in front of Wu Xiaode.

"This bracelet could sell for about 3 million. If you would help me relieve this pain, I am willing to offer it with both hands."

"Of course, I will definitely repay you later for the life-saving favor you bestowed upon me."

Seeing her genuine manner, Wu Xiaode felt bad to refuse.

He tilted his head and thought for a while.

Protecting the Queen Mother of the West allowed him to gain a bit of Merit every day.

—She hasn’t even been born yet, and already so troublesome.

With more disasters and increasingly restless demons forthcoming, would it not threaten her life after her birth?

He silently sighed and shifted to a more comfortable position.

Suddenly, something rolled in his arms.

The flat peach.

A flat peach... capable of directly elevating his realm.

And this was a century-old flat peach.

Were there any millennia-old ones?

Forget it.

Buckle up and try to think of a solution.

Wu Xiaode took a sip from his teacup and began to think quietly.

But he wasn’t a doctor, nor was he in a healing profession, how could he possibly help Shen Feixue?

...Ah, yes!

Ulysses is Holy Series!

Why not try his Power to see if the cause can be found?

With this thought, Wu Xiaode instantly activated the power of the Fallen Angel Ulysses.

When he looked at Shen Feixue again, he suddenly noticed a young man with a saw standing next to her.

Wu Xiaode was startled.

—What is this?

In the next instant, the Book of the Dead flipped open, revealing lines of Ice Frost script:

"You have discovered a resentful spirit."

"This is a type of curse-bearing life lingering among humans; please handle it with care."

"Note, it has noticed your attention."

The young man suddenly turned his head, staring fiercely at Wu Xiaode.

"Can you see me?" he asked.

"Yes, and who are you? Why are you following Shen Feixue?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"I made a promise to spend this life with her, but she dumped me—I turned my life into a curse, and soon it will claim her life!" the young man said.

"Strange..." Wu Xiaode murmured.

At that moment, new prompt runes appeared on the Book of the Dead:

"Current curse identified as targeting Shen Feixue."

"Powerful curse-curing ability is required to eliminate this curse."

Curse-curing ability...

Wu Xiaode closed his eyes, searching within the seeds of Ulysses’s Power for the ability to cure the curse.

The Holy Side has always been a power of salvation and healing, could it handle a curse?

One moment.

Two moments.

Three moments.

Wu Xiaode opened his eyes and softly chanted, "By this Holy Power, let all curses be undone."

After the chant, he gently patted Shen Feixue’s body.

Feixue Shen suddenly emitted a group of holy light that no mere mortal could see, remaining indefinitely.

Yet the man still stood by Feixue Shen, showing no signs of leaving.

"You think to drive me away? It’s futile!"

The man, staring at Wu Xiaode, said icily, "It is she who promised to spend this life with me; with that promise in place, she cannot shake off my curse."

Wu Xiaode glanced at the Book of the Dead.

The prompt perfectly matched.

Indeed.

This resentful spirit had its methods, to place the curse upon their mutual promise.

This way, unless the promise was broken, the curse could not be lifted.

Then...

What way was there to break such a promise?

—What way could there be, there was absolutely no way.

Wu Xiaode found himself at a loss.

Suddenly, the seed of Ulysses’s power naturally brought forth a skill.

The emergence of this skill was incredibly smooth, practised as though it had faced such problems countless times before, instantly emerging upon encountering matters related to promises.

Wu Xiaode extended his hand following the movements of the skill.

Immediately, a snow-white dove flew to the window and gently landed on his hand.

"Miss Shen, do you have any gold?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"Gold? I only have a gold ring I wear; would that suffice?" Feixue Shen asked, puzzled.

"That’ll do. Give me the ring, and I’ll help you remove the curse from your body," Wu Xiaode said.

"Curse!" Feixue Shen’s face turned pale.

Had anyone else said this, she would have scoffed.

But the man before her was no ordinary Taoist.

"Of course, I’m willing! Thank you, Taoist Master!"

Feixue Shen hurriedly slid the gold ring off her hand and passed it directly to Wu Xiaode.

Wu Xiaode took the ring and handed it to the snow-white dove.

Upon seeing the gold ring, the dove promptly extended its short beak, gently pecked at, and clutched the ring.

Success!

Wu Xiaode stood up and carefully cradling the snow-colored dove, placed it in Feixue Shen’s hands.

"Go on, stand by the window and release it to fly," he instructed.

"Understood."

Feixue Shen also carefully received the snow-colored dove and slowly walked to the window, stretching her hand outside.

"Fly away!"

She said softly.

The snow-colored dove glanced at her, spread its wings, and flew off flapping.

In wind and rain, it flew higher and higher, quickly disappearing into the cloud cover.

In an instant.

The man beside Feixue Shen had a look of disbelief on his face, murmuring:

"Impossible! Our promise... why did it disappear?"

Wu Xiaode’s lips curled up as he said to the resentful spirit:

"Buddy, a young man’s promise is past, why cling to it, causing pain to yourself and others?"

"What power did you use? How could you erase the vow between her and me?"

The man asked, unwilling to accept.

Wu Xiaode, akimbo and arms crossed, said imposingly, "I might as well tell you, it is one of Holy Series’s ultimate skills:"

"Holy Extraction Technique."

"This technique erases all sentiments of love and hate, brings everything back to a blank state, making all promises and contracts null and void."

"The technique is in effect!"

"Here’s some advice, eat well, and now hurry up and reincarnate, don’t make me take action."

A bunch of holy white light emanated from Wu Xiaode’s hand.

The man, fearful, watched the light, his body shrinking back.

With the power of the promise gone, the curse was greatly weakened.

If his opponent really attacked, his soul might be scattered.

"You’re ruthless."

The man muttered and gradually faded, leaving the space.

The smile on Wu Xiaode’s face slowly vanished.

He dropped himself into a chair, sighing tiredly:

"Thank goodness he’s gone..."

It was fortunate that he had never directly confronted Ulysses.

Such a Holy Technique was too overbearing!

If he ever met a being of the Holy Series again, he would definitely need to be cautious.

The floating Book of the Dead was still open before him, displaying rows of combat prompt runes.

However, the content there seemed somewhat different from what Wu Xiaode had said:

"Holy Series hidden skill:"

"Pigeon Skill."

"Causal Side Skill."

"Skill description: Spend a certain amount of gold, summon a holy pigeon, and let it fly."

"Note: After the pigeon flies away, all promises, contracts, and debts are annulled."

"—Only those practitioners proficient in this skill on the Holy Side will be recognized, henceforth navigating the world independently."

"—Freely release the pigeon, for it embodies the true essence of holiness and compassion."

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