Chapter 298
**Skill 3: Bubble Nebula**: After selecting a target, create a bubble nebula around it. In its initial stage, the bubble nebula lasts for 5 minutes, during which it absorbs all damage inflicted upon it. After 5 minutes, the bubble nebula officially forms, and the damage absorbed during its initial stage is converted into its defense value, which lasts until it is depleted. Casting time is 1 second, with no cooldown, and a maximum of 3 bubble nebulas can exist at the same time. (0/3)
**Skill 4: Irritable Moon (Passive)**: This lamp only lights up when in a good mood; it loves listening to fairy tales.
(Note: All skills require the item to be carried on your person to use; placing it in the game backpack is ineffective.)
Not only has the casting time for planets been shortened and the distance limit between stars increased, but the descriptions of various skills have also become more detailed. The time-space stroll can even take you to the future!
For this alone, spending so much moon sand to upgrade this item is worth it.
Not to mention the addition of a top-tier shield skill—**Bubble Nebula**.
She could feel her control over the Irritable Moon had strengthened. For instance, she could manipulate the moon sand inside the lamp, whether to take it out or to let the Irritable Moon transform it into a profound essence; everything was under her command.
Yu Xunge immediately summoned Tu Lan, controlling the Irritable Moon to convert the moon sand into profound essence for Tu Lan.
She stopped only when Tu Lan's profound essence increased by 2000 points.
Tu Lan, with her crystal-clear eyes, looked at Yu Xunge and softly asked, “Is this to repay what I contributed on the battlefield?”
**Chapter 385: The Curse Resounding Across the Battlefield: I Curse Donghai Shaleng!**
Yu Xunge raised her hand and placed it on Tu Lan's head, gazing back into her eyes, and replied earnestly, “No, this isn’t repayment. Just like when I used to give you pocket money, I have no ulterior motives. I simply want to give you a gift to make you happy.”
She knew everything; she just always prepared for the possibility that Tu Lan might leave her, so she played the fool.
Tu Lan then hugged the lamp tightly and rolled around twice, saying, “Now that’s more like it.”
Besides that, the Irritable Moon could continue to upgrade, but this time, it required something called **Shattered Stars**, needing 1000 of them—something she had never even heard of…
After calming Tu Lan down, she returned to the past to give herself that note saying **Don’t Bring Resurrection Skills**.
While Yu Xunge dealt with the aftermath of the battle, the world battlefield was in complete chaos!
Especially for Shaleng, after Yu Xunge committed suicide and exited the game with that dragon, Shaleng stood dazed in place for several minutes, struggling to believe that what had just happened was not a dream.
There were only six skills in the SSS-level divine talent, and that alien player, someone he had never taken seriously, had stolen more than half of them?!!
Four skills! The four core techniques he had painstakingly evolved and cultivated!
Could this happen in reality? Wasn’t it absurd? Could he file a complaint?
What infuriated him the most was that the core attack skill **Midnight Exile**, the defensive counterattack skill **Absurd Story**, and the top-tier shield skill **Bedtime Fairy Tale**, along with his favorite **Ancient Curse**, were all on the list!
He had earned the title of “Calmly Facing Death” on the battlefield largely thanks to those first three skills.
One made him braver in battle, one ensured he wouldn’t be instantly killed, and one made enemies hesitate when facing him. All players attempting to attack him had to be prepared to take equal damage.
With these three skills, he was nearly invincible!
But now… they were gone, gone!!!
Since he began his conquest of the world battlefield, he had never suffered such a severe loss.
Shaleng completely lost his mind, heartbroken and desperate to the point of wanting to die. He couldn’t calm down; the previous moment he had been so arrogant, so pleased, so high and mighty, and now, after losing four divine skills, he was utterly broken and in pain!
He slapped himself hard, wondering why he had provoked that new player… and pushed them to the edge.
No, he hadn’t expected to push them that far! He had previously drawn blood from a dragon and even stripped its scales, and that dragon hadn’t reacted so violently! It had even talked to him nicely about cooperation.
Looking at his panel, the more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and he slapped himself again… “You fool!”
Why hadn’t he considered the divine talent of the other player? What kind of ordinary character could enter the world battlefield?
But that wasn’t the end.
The skills stolen from him were soon used against him.
As Shaleng was venting his frustrations in the desert, he heard a cold, furious female voice filled with extreme hatred. This voice echoed across the entire world battlefield, speaking a language they were all unfamiliar with, yet all understood.
**“I curse Donghai Shaleng! Every seven natural days, he will die from his own pet’s bloodsucking, unless he feeds his flesh and blood to a hundred different exotic beasts until they are full, only then will the curse be lifted!”**
A curse? And one that was publicly announced in the world of the cursed?
Almost 80% of the alien players stopped what they were doing, even those who had been fiercely battling just a moment ago. They all looked up at the sky.
Any player who had played a few rounds of divine games had heard of Shaleng and knew of his infamous skills.
Compared to his troublesome **Midnight Exile** and **Absurd Story**, his most famous skill was actually his curse skill—**Ancient Curse**.
Not only was this skill extremely troublesome and hard to deal with, but he often used it to curse other players.
Even if no player had offended him, he would find someone to curse out of sheer boredom. Every veteran player present had heard of Shaleng’s Ancient Curse, and a small portion had been cursed by him.
But now, the curse was still a curse, yet the voice was not Shaleng’s; he had become the target of the curse!
Who was it that possessed such a powerful curse skill similar to **Ancient Curse**?
Standing in the desert, Shaleng slapped himself three more times.
Smack—smack—smack! “You fool, you fool, you fool!!!”
The thorns at his feet unfurled, and a pair of small, bean-like black eyes peeked out from one of the thorns, looking up at Shaleng with anticipation, saying, “Bro, why don’t you go wash up?”
As soon as the words left its mouth, another curse rang out.
**“I curse Donghai Shaleng’s pet, the Hateful Thorn, to feel the pain of cramping and skinning every time it touches the blood of another being! Only by giving all the dragon blood it has stolen to the pet of Zai Jiu Xun Ge—Tu Lan, the dragon—will the curse be lifted!”**
Not only did Yu Xunge want it to return Tu Lan’s blood, but she also wanted all its dragon blood! Otherwise, the word she used shouldn’t be “give,” but “return.”
How greedy…
Shaleng looked down at the Hateful Thorn. “How’s that for you?”
Hateful Thorn: .
…
In the third layer of the battlefield beneath the desert, the mist blade, having been knocked back, straightened up, wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth with her tattered sleeve. Her eyes were filled with disbelief as she recognized that voice—Zai Jiu Xun Ge?
How could she possess a skill similar to **Ancient Curse**?
The mist blade recalled the future fragment she had seen. She had thought that the human and the dragon would suffer torment and die at Shaleng’s hands, terrified and never daring to enter the world battlefield again. Who would have thought…
Not only had they not been scared off, but they even dared to provoke Shaleng in return? How had she ended up facing off against that lunatic Shaleng…
One was second to last, the other second to first.
However, whether Zai Jiu Xun Ge continued to collaborate with her in the world battlefield or completely exited the game, leaving the remaining world tomb to her, she wouldn’t lose out.
Ha, she had bet right!
At this moment, she wished Zai Jiu Xun Ge had stolen a few more world tombs from her back then.
Hmm? What if she framed the world tomb that was later stolen by the goblin…
Wait… wait! Let her think.
The ability to disguise as an alien, the scent of a dragon on her, a keen interest in alchemy, and that full charm! Plus, those dazzling notes above her head that could almost hum a tune…
The mist blade’s face darkened!
She suddenly recalled the phrase Zai Jiu Xun Ge had emphasized when they reached their agreement.
It wasn’t “As long as I agree, will the matter of stealing that world tomb be forgotten?”
But rather, “As long as I agree, you won’t come looking for trouble over the world tomb anymore?”
Everything was connected; she instantly thought of that mist tail who had snatched the world tomb from Feng Cang and could also use **Mist Arrival**.
Because of that, Feng Cang had gone home to complain to Feng Tang, leading to Feng Tang coming to her door to settle the score… it was so annoying!
Good, very good!! Could that be called framing? That was the truth coming to light!
**Chapter 387: What’s Wrong, My Lady?**
The mist blade looked over at Feng Tang not far away. “Didn’t Feng Cang complain to you that a mist tail moon fox stole a world tomb from her shop? I know who that mist tail is now!”
Feng Tang shot her a glance. “Who?”
The mist blade smiled broadly. “The alchemy apprentice from the Hufflepuff of the Dark City, Tu Lan’s master, the tower climber, the owner of the orange-red light wings, the caster of that curse just now, the new player in the divine game—Zai Jiu Xun Ge.”
Caught off guard by the string of titles, Feng Tang raised an eyebrow. “... Are you two close?”
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