Chapter 1510: Blood Soul Curse

"Are you Yuan Ye?"

Tianxing looked at Ye Yuan, somewhat surprised by his handsomeness.

He didn't seem like a demon at all.

However, the pure demonic aura emanating from Ye Yuan left no room for doubt.

"Greetings, Senior Tianxing!"

Ye Yuan's attitude was neither humble nor arrogant, showing no particular reverence for Tianxing despite his status as a four-star demon pharmacist.

He had long anticipated the consequences of the Great Dao Heavenly Resonance; the Blood Yan Hall headquarters in Dalan Imperial City would never let a genius like him slip away.

In fact, Ye Yuan hadn't expected to trigger the Great Dao Heavenly Resonance; otherwise, he would never have revealed it in public.

Letting others know about such a thing was impressive but also easily invited deadly trouble.

Tianxing could only have one purpose in coming to Kapen Royal City: to make him join the Blood Yan Hall!

A demon pharmacist capable of triggering the Great Dao Heavenly Resonance was of extraordinary significance to the Blood Yan Hall.

Ye Yuan had already considered this outcome and knew that if he refused, there was only one consequence.

Death!

The Blood Yan Hall would never allow him to join another force and become their enemy.

However, Ye Yuan couldn't be too deliberate.

A genius must have the awareness of a genius.

Arrogance is an innate attribute of geniuses.

Although Ye Yuan was not arrogant, he had to be arrogant in front of Tianxing.

A alchemy genius who could trigger the Great Dao Heavenly Resonance showing no arrogance at all would be unnatural and arouse suspicion.

Thus, he maintained a lukewarm attitude toward Tianxing.

Of course, deep down, Ye Yuan held little reverence for this so-called four-star demon pharmacist.

Having triggered the Great Dao Heavenly Resonance, he now saw a world others could not see.

"Haha, indeed, the younger generation is formidable! They say our demon race's demon pharmacists are too inferior to cultivate powerful ones. Now, those people can shut up!" Tianxing laughed heartily.

Ye Yuan sneered inwardly. With the level of your demon race's demon pharmacists, it's utterly appalling, and you still think you can cultivate powerful ones?

This Tianxing, claiming to be a high-level four-star demon pharmacist, probably wasn't much better.

Compared to a human four-star divine alchemist, he was likely far inferior.

"A demon pharmacist's strength depends on the individual, not the race," Ye Yuan said, still looking proud despite his inner disdain.

Tianxing didn't mind and chuckled, "Sit down and talk. Try some of the Blood Spirit Tea I brought. Ordinary people can't get this!"

With that, Tianxing pushed a cup of tea toward Ye Yuan, and an aroma immediately filled the air.

Ye Yuan glanced at the blood-like tea but detected nothing unusual.

Just then, Wuchen warned, "Ye Yuan, this guy is trying to cast the Blood Soul Curse on you."

"Blood Soul Curse?" Ye Yuan asked in confusion.

After entering the room, Ye Yuan appeared arrogant on the surface but was actually very alert inside.

Yet he hadn't noticed anything amiss.

"The Blood Soul Curse is a very insidious and profound technique of the demon race, not within the scope of alchemy, so you can't detect it. Do you see those oddly shaped lamps in the corners of the room?" Wuchen asked.

Ye Yuan glanced sidelong and indeed saw strange lamps in every corner of the room.

The demon race's preferences were vastly different from humans, so Ye Yuan hadn't thought much of it.

He hadn't expected these lamps to hide such secrets.

Ye Yuan thought to himself how close a call it was; if not for Wuchen, he might have fallen into the trap.

"I see them. What's wrong with those lamps?" Ye Yuan asked.

Wuchen said, "These lamps are called Soul Refining Lamps. Their wicks are made from the tendons of countless people. The refiner traps living souls in the wicks and burns them with endless fire, refining them until they are filled with immense resentment. But on the surface, nothing is visible. Not only humans, but even demons who don't understand this art can't see through it."

Ye Yuan gasped. This method was far too cruel.

The demon race truly were ruthless beings!

Back then, the demon race had used similar methods to gather blood fiend power, also causing great slaughter.

"So, what does the Blood Soul Curse have to do with the Blood Spirit Tea?" Ye Yuan asked.

"Blood Spirit Tea is indeed a rare spiritual tea of the demon race, capable of increasing demonic yuan, comparable to elixirs. However, it is a key component of the Blood Soul Curse, serving as the trigger! The Blood Spirit Tea is grown by watering it with the blood of those living souls. Once you drink it, the souls suppressed in the lamp wicks will collectively unleash a curse, inflicting the Blood Soul Curse on you! The cursed person feels nothing, but once someone activates the curse, you will suffer the agony of soul erosion, worse than death! It seems they want to control you with this method!" Wuchen said.

Ye Yuan's heart sank. He hadn't expected Tianxing to set such a trap for him, and anger flared up instantly.

The Blood Yan Hall truly lived up to its reputation as a mysterious underground force, even more terrifying than the city lord's mansion.

He had provoked no one, yet they used such a vicious method against him.

"Senior, can you counter the Blood Soul Curse? If I don't drink this tea, that old man won't let it go," Ye Yuan said grimly.

Ye Yuan felt a headache coming on; he hadn't expected his lecture to cause such big trouble.

His lecture had broken through the alchemy bottleneck, but it had also brought immense trouble.

Truly, fortune and misfortune are intertwined!

Wuchen laughed, "Have you forgotten what I am? The Soul Suppressing Pearl is the ancestor of soul arts. Unless a Heavenly Emperor personally comes, a mere Blood Soul Curse can't harm you. Moreover, I have a secret method to absorb the curse power and nourish the Soul Suppressing Pearl! Drink the Blood Spirit Tea without worry; leave the rest to me."

Hearing this, Ye Yuan's heart settled.

He smiled slightly and raised the cup to drink.

Seeing this, Tianxing's lips curled into a smirk of success.

"How does it taste?" Tianxing asked with a smile.

Ye Yuan nodded and praised, "Excellent tea! Refreshing, and it even increases demonic yuan!"

Tianxing laughed heartily, "Haha, if you like it, I have some more here. I'll give it to you."

Ye Yuan quickly declined, "How can I accept this? Such spiritual tea must be very precious. I haven't earned it!"

Tianxing pressed him down and said with a smile, "Brother Yuan Ye, I'll call you brother. You're a smart man; you should have guessed my purpose here, right? The Blood Yan Hall's strength is beyond your imagination. With your talent, only by joining us can you shine!"

Ye Yuan showed no surprise and smiled, "Senior Tianxing is too kind. But... Yuan Ye has no plans to join any force for now."

Tianxing wasn't surprised and said meaningfully, "Don't rush to refuse. Go back and think it over. Perhaps... you'll change your mind?"