The curse recorded in the "Book of the Giant Serpent" could only target those with lower strength than Leilin, and this condition alone reduced the value of the spell by more than half.
Moreover, after the curse ended, Leilin discovered that the caster had to endure the attack of the evil spirit summoned at the end!
This was completely a scam!!!
With so many prerequisites, and only effective against those weaker than oneself, and then having to bear the backlash of the evil spirit!
In Leilin's view, this curse spell was completely useless.
But Feile happened to meet all the conditions.
He had just advanced, and his path was the most rudimentary, so all his data were lower than Leilin's. Furthermore, Leilin had already collected his aura when he met Biji.
With various reasons, Feile became Leilin's first sacrifice to try the curse on.
"I always feel that this curse spell is a bit strange, so I'd better use it less in the future!"
Leilin patted the dust off his body.
"However, with the mysterious disappearance of Deep Red Wizard, this curse on the South Coast might not even have anyone who knows about it, let alone deduce the murderer. Even if the Purple Flower Family investigates, they won't be able to trace it to me..."
For such troubles, Leilin always avoided them when possible, and if he could keep his hands clean, he never left any evidence.
After finishing this, Leilin completely left the Marsh Duchy.
...
In the Yinglan Duchy, on a wide road, a huge black carriage was speeding along.
The wooden wheels with iron studs rolled over the ground, making a creaking and clattering sound.
Due to the lack of a suspension system, the carriage bounced a lot, and the passengers inside looked pale.
It seemed this was a public carriage hired from a carriage company, and the passengers were all sorts: a white-bearded old man with his granddaughter, a promiscuous woman, and a small merchant wearing a hat and clutching his bag tightly.
Among them, there was also a young man in a black trench coat.
The young man had pure black hair that shone faintly, and his handsome face wore a sunny smile, giving him a strange charm!
This person was naturally Leilin.
After killing Feile with the curse, he had no more ties and immediately left the Marsh Duchy.
Although the Yueqin Mountains were dangerous for apprentices, for Leilin, a warlock who surpassed the strength of an ordinary wizard, it was no different from a backyard garden, a place he could stroll freely.
After arriving in the Yinglan Duchy, Leilin finally felt completely at ease.
Since the peace agreement was signed, Black Bone Forest Academy and the Gothic Sage's Cottage, although restricted by the contract, did not start another war, but their hostility deepened. Even the secular forces were affected. It was said that these two duchies were about to wage a war for mortals.
As for their wizards, once they set foot in the opponent's territory, they would surely face the most ruthless pursuit!
With no worries, Leilin's mood relaxed a bit, and he abandoned the idea of traveling alone, instead using the power of mortals for his journey.
Although he did not join the Black Bone Forest Academy after his advancement, he naturally was not bound by the contract, but his current identity was still sensitive.
As a fugitive from the Black Bone Forest Academy, and not intending to join the Gothic Sage's Cottage, he naturally couldn't be too ostentatious in their territory.
Hiding himself among the mortals was not a bad idea!
However, the transportation conditions at that time were really not good!
Leilin looked at the crowded, chaotic, and foul-smelling carriage and frowned.
If he hadn't made another discovery on the carriage, he would have gotten off at the previous stop.
Thinking of this, Leilin looked at a little girl in a pink dress sitting opposite him and smiled slightly.
The little girl opposite had eyes like sapphires and skin as fair as milk. When she saw Leilin smiling at her, she smiled back kindly.
Then, she was pulled by her grandfather's hand, and he whispered a few words in her ear, roughly telling her not to trust strangers and that going out was dangerous, so she quickly lowered her head.
Then, the white-bearded old man glared fiercely at Leilin, full of warning.
Leilin smiled indifferently.
He had sensed a somewhat familiar aura from the little girl, and although she looked only eleven or twelve years old, she was already beginning to radiate a strange charm that made the people in the carriage steal glances at her from time to time.
These signs made Leilin full of curiosity.
And through this period of observation, Leilin could already be sure that this girl had the bloodline of a warlock!