Chapter 132 Blood Curse Technique

Ten minutes later

After a full-body examination, the doctor found nothing amiss with Ren Yuanhao. Even the back of his head showed no sign of injury that could cause him to suddenly faint.

"To the three of you, I suspect this is a case of sudden shock. Has he been under a lot of mental stress recently?" the doctor asked, shaking the thermometer.

Speaking of mental stress, the three nodded in unison.

"That's it then. He should be fine. Perhaps the shock is even a good thing for him, at least it will allow his brain to rest fully. I suggest you do not disturb him here. Just keep the room cool and well-ventilated."

After the doctor finished speaking, he left with a large stack of equipment.

Thus, the three women stayed until evening, but Ren Yuanhao seemed unable to awaken from his shock. Even his breathing rhythm showed no change.

"Why isn't he waking up yet?" Yang Lingxue's breath was like orchid fragrance as she almost pressed her face against Ren Yuanhao's nose.

Ye Lan paced back and forth, her face pale. For some reason, she felt that this coma was particularly strange. She unconsciously attributed the cause to sorcery or a hex, but she only thought this and didn't voice it.

"Pressing the philtrum doesn't elicit any reaction either."

Shen Lanni had tried multiple times but still couldn't wake Ren Yuanhao.

Just then, the entire street where Lanni's Taekwondo studio was located suddenly lost power!

The emergency lights in the living room instantly illuminated with a jade green light. And under this light, a patch of extremely fine, small black characters appeared behind Ren Yuanhao's ear!

"Look, what are these things?"

Yang Lingxue was closest to Ren Yuanhao and was the first to discover this situation.

"These small characters seem to have permeated the skin and are only visible under a special light. If it weren't for the sudden power outage, we might not have discovered this problem."

Shen Lanni turned the jade green light to its strongest setting. The dense black characters actually moved like ants!

"Moving black characters? Could it be that Yuanhao was really hexed?"

Seeing these small characters, Ye Lan finally confirmed her suspicion.

"Hexes? Shouldn't such things only appear in melodramatic horror movies?"

Yang Lingxue's face turned ashen. Just as she was about to reach out and touch the black characters sliding beneath Ren Yuanhao's skin, Ye Lan grabbed her arm.

"Don't touch them. Once these things are activated, they're like a virus and can spread."

"How do you know so much?"

"Miss Yang, while you were binge-watching dramas, I was translating information about Thai dark web hexes using a Chinese-Thai对照表."

Yang Lingxue's face flushed. She snorted and retreated behind Ye Lan.

"Ye Lan, what else did you see on that website?" Shen Lanni frowned slightly.

"Hexes aren't necessarily specific to Thailand, but rather refer to the Southeast Asian region as a whole. However, due to Thailand's notorious horror films, the practice of hexes has spread like a virus in that country."

Ye Lan paused slightly and then continued, "Hexes are actually divided into three types: medicinal hexes, flying hexes, and ghost hexes. Among these, flying hexes and ghost hexes are extremely prevalent in Thailand and Malaysia, and are incredibly sinister. However, there are differing opinions on how much of it is true and how much is false."

"Ye Lan, don't talk about useless things. Which type is he suffering from now?"

Yang Lingxue was so anxious she stomped her feet, immediately interrupting Ye Lan's lecture.

"I fear it's a Blood Curse from the Ghost Hex category!"

Yang Lingxue recoiled further, trembling, "Just hearing the name is terrifying. Is there any way to break it?" Da Feng Novel Network

"I don't know of any clever methods, but there is a clumsy one. Blood Curses have a characteristic: the stronger the curse, the stronger the backlash. As long as the caster is found and their casting is interrupted, they will suffer the backlash, and the Blood Curse will break on its own."

Before Ye Lan could finish speaking, Shen Lanni, putting on a white silk robe, was about to storm out of the room!

"Wait, where are you going?" Yang Lingxue grabbed her.

"This must have something to do with Zhang Liang. I'm going to find that kid to settle the score!"

"It's useless, and you don't even know where he is," Ye Lan chimed in.

"Are we just going to sit here and do nothing?" Shen Lanni, as a martial artist, believed only in her own actions.

Yang Lingxue also stood beside Shen Lanni, saying sternly, "I'm on your side this time. Staying here won't solve anything."

Disregarding Ye Lan's dissuasion, the two resolutely got into an Alfa Romeo. As for Zhang Liang's whereabouts, it wouldn't be difficult to find him through Yang Lingxue's family connections.

"I'm sorry, Yuanhao, I can't stop them." Ye Lan, of course, wouldn't just wait to die. She immediately opened her laptop and began using the backup battery to search for more information about the hex Blood Curse on the dark web.

As it happened, Yang Lingxue found Zhang Liang's location in about ten minutes. The Alfa Romeo, like a steed galloping through the city, sped away.

Ten minutes later, the two arrived at an office building next to Lionheart Tower.

The office building was still brightly lit. For a prodigal disciple of a martial arts family, hiding in such a scholarly place was indeed inconsistent with Zhang Liang's image.

"Lingxue, you don't need to come with me. Wait for me in the car. If I'm not out of here in half an hour, you drive away immediately."

Shen Lanni's tone carried an unquestionable authority. Yang Lingxue insisted for a moment, but was eventually pushed into the car by Shen Lanni.

"Don't follow me. If something happens to me, you'll still have a chance to notify the guards."

After saying these words, Shen Lanni stepped into the lead-grey building like a queen.

On the lower floors of the building, the bottom three floors housed an advertising company. From the fourth to the eighth floor was an internet company, and the ninth floor was Zhang Liang's stronghold.

Shen Lanni soon arrived on the ninth floor via elevator. The massive electric silver gate gave the impression of a solid fortress. She pressed the doorbell, and heard the gate hiss open.

"Oh? A rare visitor, a rare visitor. I didn't expect Miss Shen to grace me with her presence. What brings you here?"

Shen Lanni didn't speak. Instead, she took off her sky-high heels and placed them aside.

"Oh, Miss Shen, you are..."

"I'll give you thirty seconds to explain why you tried to ambush Ren Yuanhao. After thirty seconds, I will make you suffer excruciating pain!"

Shen Lanni was like a furious tigress at this moment, her red ponytail resembling a blazing flame under the pale light!

"Ren Yuanhao? What are you talking about? I don't quite understand."

Zhang Liang showed no emotional fluctuation. He simply sat in his boss's chair, crossed his legs, and played with the folding knife in his hand.