Chapter 1261: Zong Ze’s Renewed Life
Ever since he was young, Zong Ze was terrified that the battle urge caused by his bad luck would take control of his mind.
Aside from the burning sensation that came with the battle urge, he had been training to be an expert ever since he was young. As such, he hated not being in control of any situation, much less losing control of his own body.
Not even Chef Supreme knew that this curse resulted in him having nightmares.
Thus, he not only had to suffer through the curse in reality but even had to experience it again in his nightmares until he scared himself awake.
This overwhelming battle urge that took over him had always been an issue to which he could only grapple but could not find a solution.
Ever since he smelled Lin Yuan’s scent at the Guard Ye Banquet, a sweet-smelling figure that could soothe his battle urge started appearing in his nightmares.
This figure made Zong Ze dread his nightmares less.
Just now, he had smelled that fragrance when he had succ.u.mbed to the battle urge.
The scent made Zong Ze wonder if he was dreaming.
However, the fragrance was much stronger than it was in his dreams, and it enabled him to regain control over himself.
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It was only when he rebuilt the dam to block the surging battle urge that he realized this was real life and not a dream.
Zong Ze did not know what that fragrance was, but he could guarantee that it did not come from Lin Yuan but from something that Lin Yuan possessed.
Zong Ze had visited the Purple Bamboo Forest with Chef Supreme a while ago and heard that the Moon Empress had brought medicine that removed w.a.n.g f.u.xiang’s bad luck.
Chef Supreme had gone to beg the Moon Empress afterward but had been rejected.
Zong Ze was sure that the fragrant medicine was the same one that the Moon Empress had given w.a.n.g f.u.xiang.
When Lin Yuan saw Zong Ze looking at him silently, he said, “Big Brother Zong, congratulations on your Red Plum Falling Fire evolving to a top-grade strange flame.”
A surge of warmth flooded Zong Ze’s heart.
The Fiery Sky Hou had communicated to Zong Ze through their spiritual connection about what Lin Yuan did.
Given Zong Ze’s understanding of the Fiery Sky Hou, it would have completely stopped evolving the Red Plum Falling Fire out of concern for him if Lin Yuan had not comforted it.
Lin Yuan had played an important role in the Red Plum Falling Fire evolving to a top-grade strange flame.
Zong Ze remembered Chef Supreme saying that if a man provided him with many opportunities without asking for anything in return, he should regard that person as his blood brother.
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But what should he do if that person also saved him from peril?
Zong Ze carried the Fiery Sky Hou and said solemnly, “Brother, words can’t express my grat.i.tude.”
Lin Yuan patted Zong Ze’s shoulder and said, “You already addressed me as Brother. There’s no need to stand on ceremony with me.”
Lin Yuan thought about the Possess Star Intelligent Dark Clouds’ rate of production and the current circ.u.mstance of Zong Ze’s curse.
“Big Brother Zong, can you explain your bad luck to me?” asked Lin Yuan.
Zong Ze replied without hesitation, “I was attacked when I was young and nearly died. That was when this bad luck afflicted me. Master has tried many ways to remove my bad luck but to no avail.
“In recent years, the bad luck’s impact has grown stronger. At first, I used to be able to suppress the battle urge for at least four months. But as I grew older and my spirit became stronger, I’m only able to suppress it for a month at most now. Moreover, this is only if nothing triggering takes place during the month.
“Master did a test and found that the battle urge will overcome me three times a month despite my best efforts to suppress it when there are external triggers. ”
A pained expression came over Zong Ze’s face.
This was the memory he hated dredging up the most.
If Lin Yuan had not asked him, he would never choose to reopen this scar.
When he found out that the fragrance came from a medicine that could suppress his bad luck, Zong Ze wanted to ask Lin Yuan about it. He hoped that he would be able to obtain some of the medicine from Lin Yuan since the Moon Empress had rejected Chef Supreme.
If nothing was done about his bad luck, he would be completely engulfed by the battle urge in less than three years and become a mindless battle machine.
Before Zong Ze could ask, Lin Yuan said, “Big Brother Zong, I can help you with your bad luck. However, it will require you to undergo at least half a year and at most a year of treatment.”
Zong Ze froze. He never expected Lin Yuan to offer to cure him of his bad luck.
He had told Lin Yuan that his grat.i.tude could not be expressed through words, and now even more so because it would be an insult to Lin Yuan’s gesture.
If Lin Yuan were able to treat Zong Ze’s bad luck, even if it took decades or could not be cured completely, it would give Zong Ze a renewed life and free him from the torture.
He no longer had to suffer nightmares every night nor be afraid when he was increasing his power that he would one day fall completely prey to the battle urge.
He did not have to be afraid that his efforts to increase his power would harm the people closest to him.
“Brother, if you need me for anything in the future, I will be willing to do absolutely anything.”
Lin Yuan thought of the Spirit Settling Silver Ore vein the Vein Land Imp had discovered at the border of the Divine Wood Federation.
He had thought about recruiting people to turn the Spirit Settling Silver Ore into weapons and selling them.
Although weapons made of the Spirit Settling Silver Ore were used commonly by Creation Masters and would always be in demand, there were not enough Spirit Craftsmen from the Heavenly Craft Pavilion to perform the job.