Qingchen was looking at the news on his phone in the living room. Someone had filmed the silhouette of the Blackwater City attacker at night. A 12-second video went viral online. The attacker was seen standing on a giant scarlet hand, walking between the walls, looking ghostly and crazy.
Everyone in the Western Continent was speculating about the attacker's identity, but Qing Chen recognized him at a glance.
He had thought that Zhongyu would carefully avoid being chased after being thrown over there, but he did not expect the other party to be so unscrupulous.
From a certain perspective, the opponent is now better at hiding than Qing Chen, and as a demigod, he also possesses powerful destructive capabilities.
It must be said that Yan Liuyuan made the right choice in placing Zhong Yu here.
Qing Chen even wondered if it was possible for him to make use of Zhong Yu's existence, or even join forces with him.
Suddenly, Qingchen felt a cold wind sweep over him.
What others might perceive as a morning breeze, he would not miss even the smallest detail.
The cold wind came out of nowhere, without any warning or warning.
It was a strange power clinging to him, like a sinister spell that corroded his very bones, as if someone was chanting something in the sky, changing his fate in an evil way.
It felt like...everyone had just stepped into a forbidden place.
Qing Chen pondered: Is this the effect of a forbidden object? Or the black magic of the Arbiter? He couldn't tell for the time being.
What are the negative consequences? Can those outside the Three Realms be exempt? He wasn't sure.
At this moment, he was not wearing the Three Realms Bracelet on his hand. After all, he was to disguise himself as a butler. If a butler suddenly had a bracelet on his hand, it would be tantamount to forcibly exposing his whereabouts.
Qing Chen showed no unusual expression. He calmly walked towards the villa, intending to retrieve the Three Realms from its hiding place and see if he could be exempted from the judgment.
However, he suddenly realized that the white driver had been secretly following him, seemingly talking to the slaves, but his attention was entirely on him.
Not only that, but some of the slaves on the farm also had strange looks in their eyes. They didn't seem to be working; they seemed to be scouting all the slaves for anything unusual.
It is said that the Arbiters' organization's spies monitor the world for Duke Storm, infiltrating every corner of society, and everyone must be careful with their words and actions... and it is indeed so.
Qing Chen was on high alert, gathering all the information from his surroundings in his mind, ready at any moment.
On the way, he saw a stone lying on the ground. If he walked over it at a normal pace, he would likely slip and fall.
Qing Chen walked past without caring at all.
After walking a few more steps, he saw a gardener passing by carrying a messy toolbox. The toolbox was in disarray, and the scissors inside could fall to the ground at any moment. If they fell as he passed by Qingchen, they would probably pierce Qingchen's foot.
But before the other person could get close, Qing Chen scolded from afar, "As a gardener, can't you even organize your toolbox properly? If I see you so sloppy again, I'll give you a good whipping!"
The slave hurriedly knelt down and began organizing his toolbox.
Continuing forward to the villa entrance, they saw a slave preparing to turn on the automatic sprinkler system on the lawn, with three of the nozzles pointed directly at Qing Chen.
Qing Chen said coldly, "You, forget about the lawn for now, go and clean the car rims. Remember to use a chamois cloth. If I find dust on the young master's car again, I'll make sure you know what pain is."
In the corner of his eye, the new driver was following behind, observing.
Qingchen's life seemed to be suddenly intertwined with misfortune.
Qing Chen now understood why the driver was observing him.
However, in his eyes, he was already in danger everywhere and could be unexpectedly chosen at any time.
But in the eyes of others, those crises had already been resolved before they even occurred, so to them he was still the same harsh butler, nothing out of the ordinary.
Qingchen can see details that others cannot!
He turned to the driver: "Breakfast in the kitchen should be ready. Go and eat something quickly, or you won't have eaten before the young master is about to leave. I noticed you've been wandering around the manor since just now. Remember, you can't be so idle when you're with the young master."
The driver hesitated for a moment: "Uh... okay, I'll go now."
The driver was a little confused. Could it be that this key target of observation was not the person they were looking for?
Right now.
The adjudicators in those air fortresses were still waiting for news. They had worked hard for two hours to recite the curse spell correctly once. Surely it would have some effect?
However, what they didn't know was that there really are people in this world who can predict disasters through calculations, and even use their intellect to avoid misfortune and seek good fortune...
Qing Chen wasn't quite sure if this thing could be exempted from the Three Realms.
He quickly walked back to his room, carefully opened the bathroom ceiling, and put the Three Realms Outer Ring back on his wrist.
In an instant, the lingering, eerie wind vanished without a trace.
"It worked!" Qing Chen breathed a sigh of relief.
Although he can predict the good or bad fortune caused by unexpected details, it would be too miserable to keep an eye on things 24 hours a day. And what if he falls asleep and something unexpected happens?
If people discover that he is plagued by bad luck, wouldn't his identity be exposed as well?
But at that moment, Qing Chen suddenly felt that the Three Realms Outside on his wrist was absorbing some of the Thunder Essence of the Myriad Gods Thunder Division from his body.
Strangely, after the three external sources absorbed the lightning plasma, nothing unusual happened; everything was exactly the same as usual.
"Why absorb the lightning plasma?" Qing Chen was filled with doubt.
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On the aerial fortress, the elders of the Arbiters sat quietly in a dark room, each with materials laid out before them, such as dried deer antlers, candles mixed with rose essence, and the eyeballs of a three-day-old lamb—all items used to aid in casting curses.
They awaited feedback from the spies to see if the curse had come true.
Interestingly, just to be on the safe side, everyone continued casting spells to avoid any mishaps. For a full four hours, the elders succeeded a total of twelve times.
This is also why Qingchen encountered so many calamities; he was cursed by many people.
"I wonder if Black Spider has found that Joker? He's been plagued by bad luck, so he should be a very high target."
"We should be able to find it. Anyway, we've done our best," the kind-faced elder said patiently.
However, at that moment, a voice suddenly came from the dark room: "It's a method I've never seen before, but... it's not worth mentioning."
A golden phantom appeared in the room, its body crackling with lightning, and struck one of the elders with a palm: "Get out."
With a loud bang, the elder, who had just been excited about the successful casting of the spell, was struck by a bolt of lightning and tumbled backward five or six times, crashing heavily into the wall of the room.
That wasn't the end of it. The golden, bald phantom continued its attack, beating the three elder judges until they were completely disoriented before gradually disappearing.
Before leaving, the deep voice said, "Amitabha."
This one is a martial monk...
In the dark room, everyone was dumbfounded. They had never seen anyone who could not be cursed before, such as the Fates of the Roosevelt family.
But they've never seen a curse fail and then come back to fight back!
If you don't want to be cursed, then don't be. Why did you chase after me and start hitting me?
In fact, a monk who can extract exemption from all rules is a bug-like existence. What level of attainment would it take for someone to extract such a forbidden thing?
Chapter 823, Beyond the Three Realms
Inside the dark room of the aerial fortress, the three Arbitrators, each struck by a blow, wailed in agony, collapsing to the ground and vomiting blood, their ribs broken in countless places.
One of them even had a collapsed chest; if it weren't for the advanced medical technology in the other world, he probably wouldn't have survived.
That palm strike was incredibly powerful, almost the full-force attack of an A-level superhuman. And that was just a simple palm strike; if it had been accompanied by a weapon or something, the three judges might have died on the spot.
The key point is that this move was too sudden.
This is the Storm Sky Fortress. Who would have thought that I would get hit by a palm strike for no reason in the very core area?
We weren't prepared!
Upon learning of the elders' predicament, Black Spider rushed over immediately to inquire, "What happened? Did the curse fail and backfire?"
Black magic also has backlashes. It must be cast with great care. First, you must confirm that the target's level is not higher than your own, and second, the black magic materials must be placed correctly.
If they curse an enemy of a higher level than themselves, the curse will backfire on them.
A younger elder hesitated for a moment and said, "I don't know if it counts as a backlash. After the three elders successfully cast their curses, a bald man with golden light suddenly appeared in the room and attacked everyone before disappearing. He was saying something, but it was in Chinese, which we couldn't understand."
Black Spider glanced at the surveillance footage inside the room: "He said your black magic is nothing to brag about."
This executioner actually speaks Chinese!
She frowned in thought: "Is this the ability of some extraordinary being, or a forbidden artifact's spirit's response to some kind of curse?"
She felt that the probability of it being a forbidden object was higher. After all, if the other party was a superhuman, they should have been more ruthless and killed these unsuspecting elders directly.
Showing mercy is completely illogical.
Black Spider was having a bit of a headache. How could the Joker have so many trump cards up his sleeve that even the curse couldn't affect him?
How can we find it now?
Even if the elders cast a few more curses, there's no need for the Eastern Expedition; they can all go to the hospital to recover.
However, this black spider was also ruthless. She actually went into that dark room, took out the materials for the curse, and placed them in front of her, placing them on the six points of the hexagram.
The woman knelt within the six-pointed star, softly chanting something. Surprisingly, despite being white, she pronounced Qing Chen's name on her first try—the curse was successful! The dark magic materials before her turned into black smoke!
The next moment, golden light reappeared, and the monk suddenly appeared and struck with a palm, but the black spider did a somersault backward, barely dodging the palm.
The monk clasped his hands together and said, "May Buddha have mercy."
He disappeared after saying that.
Black Spider paused for a moment. "If you hit someone, you say 'Amitabha,' but if you miss, you say 'Buddha has mercy.' Isn't that a bit shameless?"
However, she also gleaned some information. First, this counterattack was a one-time event; it would disappear regardless of whether it hit or not. This must be a forbidden item, and her curse had triggered the rules of a forbidden item on the Joker!
Secondly, the three elders were only countered 15 minutes after casting their spells, while I was countered immediately. There must be some key information hidden in this.
With that in mind, Black Spider decided to try again. She rearranged the dark magic materials and chanted a spell.
As the dark magic materials turned to ashes, golden light reappeared.
Unexpectedly, the golden light did not appear in front of the black spider this time, but instead appeared directly behind her and struck her with a palm, sending her flying far away!
"Amitabha!"
Black Spider coughed up a mouthful of blood and looked back, only to see the monk vanish with a smile on his face.
This monk can even launch sneak attacks!