Capítulo 1717: Chapter 846: Forbidden Curse! The Nemesis of the Blood Ghost Sect!
“This curse, I don’t know it either.” The Emperor shook his head, his tone laden with a hint of helplessness, “However, I do know that this curse is hidden somewhere in the Imperial Palace.”
“Somewhere in the Imperial Palace?” Mo Han and Uncle Mo Han exchanged a glance again, their hearts filled with even more confusion, they were like ships lost in the mist, directionless, “Might Your Majesty inform us where exactly it is?”
“This… I am not sure.” The Emperor said, somewhat dismissively, “You can search for it yourselves.”
“Thank you, Your Majesty.” Mo Han and Uncle Mo Han bowed once more and then exited the Golden Throne Hall, feeling like puppets played with, their hearts full of resignation.
“Uncle, do you believe what the Emperor said this time is true?” After leaving the Golden Throne Hall, Mo Han asked with a tone of skepticism.
“I don’t know either.” Uncle Mo Han shook his head, his brows furrowed tightly, “But regardless of whether it’s true or not, we have to search for it.”
“Yes.” Mo Han nodded determinedly, “Then let’s search now and see if we can find that curse.”
The two began searching through the Imperial Palace again, this time more painstakingly, not overlooking any nook, like diligent bees searching for nectar among flowers.
After searching for a long time, they finally found the curse.
But the text of the curse seemed unintelligible to them.
“Unintelligible?” A flicker of perplexity flashed between Mo Han’s brows, his voice carrying disbelief, “What do we do? These ghost talismans are even harder to understand than a heavenly script.”
“We can ask someone.” Uncle Mo Han pondered for a moment, his gaze sweeping around before falling in one direction, “Perhaps there is someone in the Imperial Palace who can understand these strange characters.”
“That’s our only option.” Mo Han nodded, hope sparking within him, as they cautiously carried the heavy tome toward an elderly man in old eunuch attire.
“Excuse me, respected Sir.” Mo Han spoke politely, bowing slightly, “Can you understand these characters?” He handed over the book, his gaze filled with a hint of anticipation.
The old eunuch took the book, his cloudy eyes scanning the pages. He frowned slightly, then relaxed, “These… These are ancient texts of the Tianyuan Empire, I did learn a bit when I was young.”
“Really?” Hearing this, Mo Han and Uncle Mo Han’s faces lit up with surprise, as if they saw a glimmer of light in the darkness, “Can you tell us what is written in this book?”
The old eunuch flipped through the pages, his aged fingers gently grazing the ancient characters, slowly speaking, “This book is a spellbook, it records all sorts of spells, including one related to the Crystal Ball.”
“A spell about the Crystal Ball?” Mo Han and Uncle Mo Han were stunned, exchanging a glance filled with indescribable excitement, as if they had found a key to the treasure, “Can you tell us what this curse is?”
The old eunuch shook his head, a troubled expression appearing on his face, his voice turning solemn, “This curse, I cannot tell you, because it is a forbidden curse. Once divulged, it could bring unimaginable calamity.”
“A forbidden curse?” Mo Han and Uncle Mo Han felt a chill as if cold water was poured over them, looking at each other with dismay, “Then… what should we do? Should we just give up?”
“You can seek the Emperor.” The old eunuch sighed, his voice tinged with helplessness, “Maybe, he will tell you, after all, he is the master of this land.”
“Alright, thank you, Sir.” Mo Han and Uncle Mo Han replied with resignation, they hadn’t anticipated that after so much effort, they’d find the curse only to be told they couldn’t know its content, filled with defeat.
The two returned to the Golden Throne Hall, presenting the ancient book to the high Emperor.
“Your Majesty, we found a book that records a curse about the Crystal Ball.” Mo Han’s voice echoed in the empty hall, “But we cannot understand these ancient texts, we beg Your Majesty’s guidance.”
“Oh?” The Emperor took the book, his gaze scanning the ancient characters, a trace of an imperceptible gleam in his eyes, “This… this indeed is related to the Crystal Ball curse.”
“Could Your Majesty inform us what the curse is, then?” Uncle Mo Han asked eagerly, his tone laced with a hint of plea.
“This curse, I cannot tell you either.” The Emperor shook his head, his tone calm yet holding unquestionable authority, “Because it is a forbidden curse, if leaked, it could bring disaster.”
“Your Majesty, please tell us.” Mo Han’s tone was earnest, his eyes filled with hope, “We assure you we won’t divulge it, we only wish to use it against the Blood Ghost Sect.”
“No.” The Emperor’s stance was very firm, his tone carrying a hint of indifference, “This curse is of great importance, I cannot take this risk.”
“Your Majesty…” Mo Han and Uncle Mo Han wanted to say more, but the Emperor directly interrupted them.
“Enough, you need not say more.” The Emperor waved his hand, his tone carrying a hint of impatience, “My decision is made, you may withdraw.”
“Yes, Your Majesty.” Mo Han and Uncle Mo Han replied with resignation, feeling played with like puppets, they could only reluctantly exit the Golden Throne Hall.