The Unpredictable Joys of Life (1)

Sacred Mountain Gui Zhe.

Dao Qiongcang stood before the Saint Hall, his robe gently swaying in the light breeze of the snowy night.

As he gazed into the distance, the night sky seemed to trace the path of a wandering star, ephemeral as a firefly, vanishing in the blink of an eye at the edge of sight.

"It's cold..."

For the first time, Dao Qiongcang felt the chill of a snowy day.

He reached into his sleeve, covering his forearms, feeling the chill in his palms.

This was not a good sign.

Just moments ago, he had received a bow from Five Decays of Heaven and Man. He searched, purified and self-inspected...

Yet he found no trace of the curse left on him.

Even after bathing and changing clothes promptly, as if washing away bad luck, he still felt a sense of unease.

It was like the most common curse in the mundane world, "May you bear children without an anus." Once uttered, who knew if it might come true?