567 Recovery? Or breakthrough?! (1/2)
Jun Mo Xie immediately felt a violent backlash and his mind instantly went blank. At that moment, he was sucked into the Hongjun Pagoda. Intense pain flooded into him. It felt as though he was fried in an oil pan for 500 times or as though his tongue was being pulled for about 10,000 times.
As he was being sucked into the Hongjun Pagoda, Jun Mo Xie lost consciousness.
In his reverie, blood oozed out of Jun Mo Xie's face and body. The black robe over his body started to bulge up. Suddenly, there was a 'bang' sound and the robe exploded into pieces!
How could his other clothing remain intact when even his outermost part of his robe was blasted into pieces! As a result, Young Master Jun turned naked…
Blood flowed out from Jun Mo Xie's naked body like a fountain and it formed a thick, misty fog. His body was soaked with blood and it started to twitch and convulse in pain. His ribs were visibly moving under his skin…
The power of the impact was clearly far beyond what he could handle! The damage that it caused on his physical body could not be compared to his previous injuries. If Jun Mo Xie was not sucked into the Hongjun Pagoda at the very last moment, his body would have exploded and the entire sky would be filled with a thick bloody fog…
Shortly after, the Hong Jun Pagoda radiated a spiritual energy which surged toward Jun Mo Xie. It entered his body, moving through his five sense organs, his sweat pores… every part of his body!
…
It was unknown how much time passed…
Jun Mo Xie finally twitched his finger and began to slowly open his eyes. He struggled as he looked around, and he finally yelled, ”What the hell, apparently I did not die, so interesting, it is really interesting…”
Even the great Young Master Jun knew that he death was certain…
He nearly blew up from taking on so much risk…
The moment he came to his senses, he immediately felt a splitting headache. It was as if a playful monkey was jumping around in his head. The veins on both sides of his heads were beating wildly like a skipping rope. It seemed like a thousand steel needles were poking all the joints on his body. This pain was made worse when his manhood also started swaying around in excruciating pain…
These symptoms made Jun Mo Xie twitch his eyebrows and shout, ”What the hell, this has nothing to with you; you are not required in this fight, why are you coaxing me, are you trying to prove your strength?”
Just as he finished cursing, Jun Mo Xie was inundated with pain. Since there was no one around to hear him, the great Young Master Jun gave up resisting. He started screaming tragically like a wailing ghost was crying or the slaughter of 10,000 pigs. It was an earth-shattering moment!
”What the hell, why is this so painful… What a f**king challenge of my limits…” Jun Mo Xie's mouth spewed out vulgarities. He repeated all the curses from his past life, multiple times even. However, the pain remained and he even began cursing with vulgarities from different dialects.
His curses did not spare the various divinities—going from the netherworld to Buddha, then to Lord of the Soil and the Ground… Then he cursed the people from the Three Holy Lands, going from the previous generation and then backwards, all the way up to the seventy-second generation of their ancestors. The female family members from the direct line were not spared either…
With twisted eyebrows, glaring eyes, Jun Mo Xie cursed with great aplomb while drawing cold gasps of air. Words flowed out of his mouth more smoothly… His curses came out more easily as his saliva splattered. In his present state, he was no doubt the winner if a swearing competition was held! In fact, he would win with so much ease that no one would have raise any objections or show any dissatisfaction. It could even make the dead to dance the disco in their coffins and dance until they died once again from exhaustion…
While his mouth was busy moving, the spiritual aura from the Hongjun Pagoda did not stop healing the brat despite his malicious words. Instead, it continued to doing its job diligently…
Until suddenly…
”Eh? Why is it not painful anymore?” Jun Mo Xie stopped swearing when he found out that his body was no longer in pain anymore… Does swearing help in recovering?
”Wahahaha, just like playing chess helped Guan Yu handle Hua Tuo's painful treatment, the great Young Master Jun's curses can help handle any torture from the 18 levels of hell! It seems like I will also become an undying legend.” Jun Mo Xie felt complacent. Unfortunately, it was a pity that he could not spread this secret… Otherwise, the customs of this world would definitely change…
Young Master Jun's curses incorporated thousands of years of wisdom from different countries around the world—ones from his homeland and from the rest of the word… If this were to spread to the rest of Xuan Xuan Continent, it would definitely upend the world's standards! At the very least, it would bring more diversity to the concept of swearing. And the founder of this all would be none other than the great Young Master Jun!
Though it did not hurt anymore, he remained enervated. He continued laying on the ground, not having even have the strength to get up, nor move even a little!
Jun Mo Xie felt a lingering fear. After all, the present him knew that he was in a precarious situation!
However, despite the fear, he knew he would choose to do the same even if he was given a chance to make the choice again!