I Can See Through Ev Chapter 544

Chapter 544

"Another one of those Supre Elders?"

When Lu Qing saw the expression on the City Lord of Canglan, he imdiately understood that this so-called Supre Elder of Delight was no ordinary cultivator.

"Supre Elder of Delight is a Grand Elder of the top-tier sect in the Upper Realm, the Hehuan Sect. He is a formidable cultivator at the Nascent Soul Fourth Tribulation stage," Mo Hongyun said slowly.

"Fourth Tribulation of the Nascent Soul..." Lu Qing's heart trembled.

With each tribulation that a Nascent Soul cultivator overcos, their strength undergoes a complete tamorphosis. A cultivator who has endured four Nascent Soul tribulations—just a breath from them might be more than Lu Qing could withstand at this mont.

"Being a Fourth Tribulation Nascent Soul cultivator is bad enough. But this Supre Elder of Delight is infamous for his lasciviousness. He’s particularly fond of collecting won with special physiques to take as his dual cultivation partners," the City Lord of Canglan said, face darkening.

"Hongyun, what happened afterward? I've heard that this Supre Elder of Delight cultivates the Hehuan Sect’s supre technique, the [Joyful Delight ditation]. That technique is extraordinarily sinister and hard to deal with. Any woman he sets his eyes on rarely escapes his grasp."

"What else could have happened?" Mo Hongyun said flatly. "I'm just a re Golden Core Realm cultivator. Once soone like that sets his eyes on , what choice do I have but to resign myself to fate?

"Even our Mo Clan's Ancestor is only at the Fourth Tribulation of the Nascent Soul. How could he ever stand against a behemoth like the Hehuan Sect?

"At that birthday banquet, I didn’t even realize I had already been marked by him.

"It wasn’t until I returned to the clan that I noticed sothing on my body."

As she spoke, Mo Hongyun channeled her spiritual power and drew a line across her chest.

Fragnts of fabric fluttered down, revealing a snow-white expanse at her chest—but neither Lu Qing nor the City Lord of Canglan paid it any mind.

Their gazes were locked on a strange mark over her heart.

It was a thumb-sized, eerie red curse mark composed of red threads. It seed to squirm faintly, as if it were alive, sending a chill down their spines.

"It really is the [Heart-Corroding Joy Curse]!" the City Lord of Canglan exclaid, his expression changing drastically.

"That’s one of the Supre Elder of Delight’s signature Daoist techniques—strange and terrifying.

"Anyone cursed with it will not only find their mind slowly corroded, becoming utterly obedient and devoted to him, but the curse mark is also fully under the caster’s control.

"No matter where the victim tries to flee, they’ll be sensed—there’s no escape.

"Hongyun, why didn’t you tell

you were cursed with the [Heart-Corroding Joy Curse]?"

The City Lord’s face darkened further. He never imagined that Mo Hongyun had been carrying such a heavy burden all this ti.

"And if I had told you earlier, what difference would it make? Could you have removed the [Heart-Corroding Joy Curse] for ?

"Or would your Nangong Clan’s Ancestors have been willing to act to save a bastard like ?" Mo Hongyun asked coldly.

The City Lord of Canglan fell silent.

The [Heart-Corroding Joy Curse] was cast by the Supre Elder of Delight—far beyond his ability to break. The Ancestors of his clan were certainly stronger, but asking them to risk themselves for Mo Hongyun... even he couldn’t be sure they would agree.

"Right? Your noble Nangong Clan has long wished for this bastard to die.

"Why would you ever reach out your exalted hands to save a wretched life like mine?

"And when my parents visited your Nangong Clan, they died under mysterious circumstances without so much as an explanation.

"From that day on, I swore that even if I fell into the deepest hell, I would never beg the Nangong Clan for help!"

Seeing the hatred on Mo Hongyun’s face, the City Lord fell deeper into silence.

He realized that the resentnt she bore toward the Nangong Clan might never be resolved. If he hadn’t risked his life to save her this ti, she likely wouldn’t have even acknowledged him as her uncle.

Still, he worried for his niece’s safety.

"Did you try asking your Mo Clan’s Ancestor for help? He’s also a Fourth Tribulation Nascent Soul cultivator—he might have a way.

"You’ve awakened a Fate-Divining Divine Ability and have nearly guaranteed future advancent to the Nascent Soul Realm. Once the Mo Clan’s Ancestor knows, he wouldn’t sit idly by."

"You think I haven’t considered that?" Mo Hongyun sneered. "But not long after I was cursed with the [Heart-Corroding Joy Curse], the Hehuan Sect sent a wedding invitation.

"The Supre Elder of Delight intended to take

as his concubine. If we refused, they would see to it that the Mo Clan could no longer survive in the Upper Realm.

"The Hehuan Sect’s power is on par with your so-called Thirty-Six Noble Clans.

"Just the Supre Elder alone might be more than the Mo Clan can handle—let alone the other even more terrifying Grand Elders.

"Do you really think the Mo Clan would offend such a behemoth for a lowly Golden Core cultivator like , whose parents are already dead and who has no backers?

"Forget asking for help—I didn’t even dare reveal that I had awakened a Fate-Divining Ability or possessed the Profound Yin Jade Body.

"If the Mo Clan learned of it, to protect the secrecy of their divine abilities...

"Their first thought wouldn’t be to save —it would be to eliminate ."

The City Lord fell silent once more.

Lu Qing, too, felt a chill run through him.

According to Mo Hongyun’s previous explanation, certain dual cultivation techniques could strip away the powers and abilities of the Profound Yin Jade Body while taking its virginity.

If the Mo Clan discovered that Mo Hongyun had both the Profound Yin Jade Body and the Fate-Divining Ability...

They might very well resort to killing her to protect their secrets.

"I do have a question," Lu Qing finally said. "If the [Heart-Corroding Joy Curse] is that powerful, how have you been able to remain here in Canglan City?

"Wouldn’t the Supre Elder of Delight have stopped you?"

This was sothing that had puzzled Lu Qing for so ti.

From what he knew, Mo Hongyun had run the Treasure Pavilion in Canglan City for decades.

Given how domineering that Supre Elder was, why had he allowed her to stay here so long?

More importantly—why hadn’t her mind been corroded after all these years?

"That old bastard certainly didn’t want

coming down to the Xiao Cang Realm," Mo Hongyun said, her face filled with hatred. "I bargained with my life to co here!"

"That old bastard wanted

as a concubine because he coveted my Profound Yin Jade Body and my bloodline’s Fate-Divining Ability.

"But he’s a Fourth Tribulation Nascent Soul cultivator, and I was only at the Golden Core Realm.

"My cultivation was weak, and due to years of hiding it, my Fate-Divining Ability hadn’t been cultivated to any high degree.

"Even if he forcibly took my Red Pill, the benefits would be minimal.

"His original plan was to bring

to the Hehuan Sect and wait until I reached the Nascent Soul Realm and perfected my divine ability—then take everything from .

"But how could I possibly let him get his way?

"I sacrificed a hundred years of my lifespan to divine the one chance I had to escape fate’s shackles—and that chance lay here in Canglan City.

"I imdiately threatened him with my life, demanding fifty years of freedom.

"If he didn’t agree, I would self-detonate my Golden Core right then and there—and leave him with nothing.

"And if he agreed, I would spend those fifty years cultivating and comprehending my divine ability."

“After the ti is up, I will offer him everything of mine.”

The old bastard had weighed the pros and cons and ultimately agreed to her terms, allowing her to descend to the lower realm.

After all, with the [Heart-Corroding Joy Curse] in place, he didn’t fear her running away. The mont she left the Xiao Cang Realm, he would imdiately sense it. And with his vast divine abilities, dragging her back would be a trivial matter.

“So that’s how it is...” Lu Qing murmured, a flicker of pity appearing in his eyes.

He had never imagined that the Master of the Treasure Pavilion, who stood radiant and admired by countless cultivators in Canglan City, was in truth burdened by such a tragic fate.

As for the City Lord of Canglan, he was even more shaken.

All this ti, he had never known that his own niece bore such imnse pressure. He opened his mouth, wanting to say sothing, but no words would co out.

“Tower Master, by what you’re saying… do you believe that I am the one who can help you escape all this?” Lu Qing asked.

“That’s right. Back then, I spent a hundred years of my lifespan to activate my bloodline’s divine ability.

“The fortune it revealed was that the opportunity to escape the shackles of fate lay in Canglan City.

“I founded the Treasure Pavilion precisely so I’d have a reason to stay in Canglan City and interact with as many people as possible.

“Yet over all these years, I’ve encountered countless cultivators.

“Not a single one triggered a reaction from my fate-divining ability.

“That is, until the day I t you, Fellow Daoist Lu.”

Mo Hongyun paused before continuing, “After I ca into contact with you, my divine ability began to stir, giving

a premonition.

“From that mont on, I knew—the key to breaking my shackles of fate lies with you.”

“Tower Master, aren’t you overestimating ?” Lu Qing shook his head. “I’m just a humble cultivator at the Golden Core Realm. How could I possibly resist the divine techniques of a Nascent Soul Fourth Tribulation powerhouse?

“Soone like the Supre Elder of Delight could turn

to dust with a re breath.”

Hearing his words, Mo Hongyun froze.

After a while, she finally spoke with difficulty, “Fellow Daoist Lu… is there truly no way to help ?”

“I honestly don’t have the ability to resist soone like the Supre Elder of Delight,” Lu Qing said sincerely. “Let alone soone at the Fourth Tribulation, even a newly advanced Nascent Soul cultivator would be far beyond my match.”

“How could this be…”

Mo Hongyun’s face was filled with despair.

She had believed—finally—she could break free of the crushing shadow that had haunted her for so long.

Especially after witnessing Lu Qing effortlessly crush Gongshu Yu with overwhelming strength, she had felt real hope blooming before her.

But now Lu Qing claid he was powerless—and that despair returned, stronger than ever.

Even the sliver of hope she had uncovered by burning through a hundred years of her lifespan now seed shattered.

“Fellow Daoist Lu… is there truly nothing you can do? No matter the price, I’m willing to pay it!” the City Lord of Canglan said anxiously.

Seeing the light fading from Mo Hongyun’s eyes, Lu Qing couldn’t help but feel a trace of sympathy.

He truly wanted to help—but right now, he simply lacked the strength to contend with a Nascent Soul Fourth Tribulation powerhouse.

Especially when that opponent stood backed by a terrifyingly powerful sect.

So he could only shake his head again. “I’m sorry, Tower Master. I’m afraid I really can’t help you. Maybe… you should try escaping from the Xiao Cang Realm?”

“Escape? And go where?” Mo Hongyun gave a bitter smile. “With this [Heart-Corroding Joy Curse] upon , the mont I leave the Xiao Cang Realm, that old dog will instantly sense it.

“And with his divine powers, he wouldn’t even need to appear in person.

“He could simply activate the curse mark from afar and make my life a living hell.”

Her despair was so deep that she no longer even attempted to show respect when speaking of the Supre Elder—she simply called him "old dog."

The City Lord of Canglan, seeing this, was filled with anguish. He hated himself for lacking the strength to help his late sister’s only child.

But Lu Qing’s expression shifted slightly when he heard what Mo Hongyun said.

“So Tower Master… your greatest trouble right now is actually this [Heart-Corroding Joy Curse] on your chest?” he asked.

“What did you say?”

Mo Hongyun blinked in confusion, not imdiately understanding his aning.

But Lu Qing had already caught onto sothing faint.

He rubbed his chin thoughtfully. “If that’s the case… then I might be able to give it a try. Tower Master, forgive my boldness, but may I carefully examine the curse mark on your chest?”

Mo Hongyun finally snapped out of her daze. “Fellow Daoist Lu… have you thought of sothing?”

“I just have a few ideas, nothing certain yet. Please, don’t get your hopes too high,” Lu Qing said, preparing her ntally.

He didn’t want her to sink deeper into despair if he ultimately failed.

Even so, a flicker of hope was once again kindled in Mo Hongyun’s heart.

She said frankly, “What could be worse than now? Fellow Daoist Lu, please examine it freely. For cultivators like us, flesh is just a vessel—appearance ans nothing.”

“Then I shall be impolite.”

Lu Qing imdiately activated his ability and focused on the curse mark over Mo Hongyun’s heart.

True to its na, the [Heart-Corroding Joy Curse] was indeed the work of a Nascent Soul Fourth Tribulation powerhouse.

With Lu Qing’s current power, activating his ability would usually reveal the nature of even high-level spiritual artifacts within ten breaths.

But this ti, it took dozens of breaths before the curse mark emitted a dense violet glow, and several lines of information began to float in the air.

[Heart-Corroding Joy Curse Mark: A curse personally cast by the Supre Elder of Delight.]

[This curse corrodes and manipulates the mind—its malice is extre.]

[Those afflicted live as if trapped in a nightmare, their lives no longer their own. No matter how far they flee, they cannot escape the caster’s control.]

[The caster, Supre Elder of Delight, is a Grand Elder of the Hehuan Sect, a Nascent Soul Fourth Tribulation cultivator with imnse cultivation and powerful Daoist techniques.]

[Inheritance discovered. Would you like to download and simulate it?]

...

Lu Qing carefully read the floating lines of information.

The earlier ones didn’t surprise him—they matched what Mo Hongyun had already said.

But it was the final ssage that made a smile appear in his eyes.

This was the one he had been waiting for.

Without hesitation, Lu Qing selected: Download and Simulate.