Chapter 154: Cursed Bloodline – Damage Transfer
Upon seeing the descending figures—
Pei Xuan’an narrowed his eyes slightly, a trace of tension in his voice as he said, “They’re here.”
At the same moment, Ji Fengyan and Mu Yunfei both tensed up simultaneously.
Su Ning’s gaze swept over—
[??]
[??]
Suddenly, two sets of unreadable data popped up in front of her, leaving Su Ning stunned.
The same situation again—unable to see the enemy’s stats!
A strong sense of unease surged in her heart. She immediately thought of the two unknown enemies she and Li Ming had encountered back in the [Corpse Hell] instance.
“Could these two also be from that same organization?” Su Ning thought silently.
She clearly remembered that Pei Xuan’an had said: these two were here for him.
Could it be that these unknown enemies were targeting Pei Xuan’an’s [Precognition] ability?
If so, then this battle would be unimaginably difficult.
Su Ning recalled how last time, she had only barely managed to defeat the “skinny man” and “short man”—and that win relied more on luck than strength.
She took a deep breath and said solemnly, “The upcoming battle might be extremely brutal. I hope everyone prepares themselves.”
Hearing that, everyone looked confused—especially Zhongsun Junzhang, who couldn’t help but ask, “What do you mean?”
But Ji Fengyan, who had been silently observing Su Ning, keenly noticed the brief flash of surprise on her face when she saw the two newcomers.
He furrowed his brow and asked in a low voice, “You know who they are, don’t you?”
Everyone was shocked by this question. Pei Xuan’an in particular was puzzled. He had seen these two in a precognitive vision, and even tried using foresight to trace their origins—but saw nothing.
It was as if these two were shrouded in some mysterious fog, hiding them from the future.
Su Ning gave Ji Fengyan a vague nod—then shook her head.
Everyone: “???” What was that supposed to mean?
Su Ning explained, “I’ve met others from the same organization before—but I’ve never seen these two specifically. But I’m sure of one thing: they’re after the players’ innate talents.”
After hearing this, Pei Xuan’an froze, and grew visibly more wary of the two who had suddenly descended.
The long-haired man and hunched old man had now approached Su Ning’s group.
The long-haired one, Kurohit, looked down on them from above. His gaze locked on Pei Xuan’an.
In his hand appeared a book with the number 99 on its cover. The pages inside flashed rapidly with countless data entries—every bit of Pei Xuan’an’s information was shown.
Su Ning had seen a similar book before—in the hands of “Skinny A”. That one had “123” on the cover. She had kept it in her storage, but after killing Z and A, it had turned to stone and become completely useless.
Even with her Scavenger’s Eye, she couldn’t see the details of the book.
Against these people, even her powerful scanning skill failed.
Kurohit glanced through the data in the book, then looked at Pei Xuan’an.
He said, “Hmm… A prophet from World 99. Possesses the rare ability [Precognition]. Yes, you must be Pei Xuan’an. Your ability has far too much influence on the balance of this survival game—so we’ve come to reclaim it.”
Lin Lele and the others were completely overwhelmed by the strange pressure radiating from Kurohit. They couldn’t even speak.
Su Ning also felt the oppressive aura. It wasn’t an active ability—just the natural aura of a powerful being, strong enough to make the weak feel fear instinctively.
Pei Xuan’an’s danger warning skill was going crazy in his mind, screaming alerts:
Danger! Danger! Danger! Run!
But before anything could happen, Ji Fengyan stepped forward, eyes flashing coldly.
“You’ll have to get through me first!”
The gravity around Ji Fengyan suddenly shifted.
The pressure on the long-haired man and the hunched elder spiked massively.
The two, who had been floating just off the ground, were instantly slammed down onto the beach by the intensified gravity.
The old man let out a quiet, curious hum, “Gravity control? That’s a rare one. Looks like this mission will have bonus rewards besides the Prophet.”
He tapped his cane hard against the ground. In an instant, the heavy gravity field was neutralized.
Ji Fengyan’s pupils contracted sharply.
“How is that possible?!” he exclaimed.
At that moment, Mu Yunfei and Zhongsun Junzhang both attacked.
Mu Yunfei sent a space-cutting slash, while Zhongsun launched explosive pearls.
The old man’s narrowed eyes suddenly glinted with eerie light.
An energy field spread out from beneath his feet, blocking both attacks instantly.
His ability: Energy Field—a rare defensive skill that could block most abilities.
His monocle could see through disguises, and his cane was a powerful artifact that could disrupt many types of skills—making Ji Fengyan’s gravity suppression useless.
“Tsk tsk… This mission is turning out better than expected. With all these talents gathered, once we complete it, young master, you’ll definitely be promoted to official Administrator.”
Kurohit chuckled, the corners of his mouth curling up.
His gaze shifted to Su Ning.
The moment their eyes met, Su Ning’s skin crawled. She immediately went on the offensive—activating her Petrification bloodline ability.
Kurohit felt his body stiffen—he had been hit.
But instead of panicking, he quickly circulated his internal energy and activated his own bloodline: [Cursed Magic]
“Curse Transfer”
The petrification effect on him was instantly transferred to a nearby sea monster, which turned to stone on the spot.
Because it was nighttime, the sea monsters had already begun to gather around the island.
Seeing her petrification get redirected, Su Ning was stunned. “He actually redirected it?”
Kurohit looked at Su Ning with rising interest. “So there’s a hidden expert among you… Interesting. Let’s see who you really are. That Petrification skill doesn’t feel like a natural talent—it must be a bloodline. Are you like me?”
He began flipping through his book rapidly, searching for Su Ning’s profile.
This alarmed her.
She wasn’t stupid—she’d already figured out what those books were. When the long-haired man called Pei Xuan’an a “Prophet from World 99”, and she remembered Li Ming was from World 123—those books likely held player data, like a kind of inter-world registry.
Her old copy of the book (from Skinny A) had “123” on the cover. The one Kurohit held now said “99”.
Panicking, she activated her skill: [Jinxed Mouth] — a curse-based ability that weaponized her words.
She looked at him and said:
“Reading in the dark? Don’t you know that’ll ruin your eyesight?”
Everyone: “???”
What kind of joke was that at a time like this!?
But right after she said it, Kurohit suddenly felt an ominous chill—his instincts screamed danger again.
Realizing this wasn’t a joke, he activated Curse Transfer once more—
In the next moment, a nearby sea monster’s eyes went blind!
Kurohit’s expression grew serious as he looked at Su Ning again.
Even the hunched old man noticed how unusual this beautiful female player was.
Both of them now regarded Su Ning with killing intent.
And just as that murderous aura began to rise—
BOOM!
From the dark sky, two terrifying bolts of lightning struck down from the heavens.
Thunder crashed.
The bolts were aimed directly at Kurohit and the hunched old man!
Everyone: “???”
