Chapter 165: The Misfortune Crow
The crow squawked angrily. After several failed attempts to peck at Yu Bei Eagle and realizing it truly couldn’t reach him, it began cursing instead.
“You eagle with no sense of aesthetics! I curse you to lose feathers every day!”
Si Er looked surprised. “This crow can talk?”
Guagua nodded. “We might be a bit unlucky today. We’ve run into a high-level beast that even top-tier beasts are wary of.”
Si Er grew curious. “What kind of top-tier beast is that impressive?”
Guagua replied, “The Misfortune Crow!”
“That sounds pretty powerful,” Si Er said. “So will its curse actually come true?”
Guagua nodded again. “Yes. Something small like losing feathers is definitely possible.”
“The Misfortune Crow’s curse is closely tied to its own strength and that of its enemy.”
“For example, Yu Bei Eagle’s bloodline and cultivation level are higher than this crow’s. So after being cursed, he’ll lose one feather a day for the next seven days.”
Yu Bei Eagle immediately relaxed. “That’s fine, that’s fine. My plumage is thick. I can afford to lose seven feathers.”
Guagua said seriously, “You’d better try to reconcile with it. Otherwise, it could be dangerous.”
“The Misfortune Crow’s curse can borrow momentum.”
“For example, if an enemy is about to poke your eye and it curses that you’ll be blinded, you might end up getting hit directly.”
“You might not necessarily go blind, but it’s better not to get hurt at all!”
The Misfortune Crow perched on a nearby branch, wings folded across its chest, looking proud and aloof.
“Hmph. Too late. This tasteless fellow has completely offended me. Unless he apologizes and praises crows a hundred times, saying we’re a hundred times more handsome than eagles.”
Originally, after hearing Guagua’s explanation, Yu Bei Eagle had planned to apologize. But the moment he heard that condition, his feathers bristled.
“In your dreams! I will never say something that violates my eagle dignity and insults my aesthetic sense!”
“You crows are not better-looking than eagles!”
“Caw caw caw!”
The Misfortune Crow flew at him again to peck his feathers, but Yu Bei Eagle retaliated and plucked seven of its feathers instead.
“Hmph. You cursed me to lose seven feathers, so I plucked seven from you. That makes us even.”
“Caw caw caw! I curse you to be constipated for seven days and seven nights! Let it choke you to death!”
Yu Bei Eagle was completely unconcerned. “At my cultivation level, I’ve long since reached inedia. Why would I fear such a tiny curse?”
On the Ten Thousand Beasts Continent, humans couldn’t cultivate normally and still needed to eat, drink, and relieve themselves. But beasts, as long as they weren’t fully consumed by baleful energy, could cultivate normally. At a certain level, they could also survive without food.
Of course, a beast’s inedia didn’t mean they didn’t want to eat—just that they wouldn’t starve to death. And Yu Bei Eagle was definitely the type who couldn’t resist food. But since this was the trash-talking phase, he wasn’t about to admit that.
He figured that if he simply didn’t eat for seven days, he could outlast the curse.
As if reading his thoughts, Guagua reminded him sympathetically, “It cursed you to be constipated for seven days and seven nights—but it didn’t specify when.”
“If you don’t eat for the next seven days, constipation will be hard to achieve. So the curse will likely take effect once you resume eating.”
“You’ve got to be kidding! The curse is that flexible?”
Yu Bei Eagle could hardly believe it.
Guagua nodded. “It’s that flexible. That’s why even top-tier beasts keep their distance from high-level Misfortune Crows.”
“Their curses are too mysterious—almost impossible to guard against.”
At that moment, Lu Taiping, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke.
“Does this Misfortune Crow know the way?”
Lu Taiping thought the crow was adorable and unique. He really wanted to contract it.
Unfortunately, Guagua poured cold water on him immediately.
“It does know the way—but it already has a master!”
“What? It actually has a master?”
Lu Taiping first looked shocked and confused, then completely heartbroken.
A lively, adorable little crow with special abilities—and it even knew the way! And yet it couldn’t belong to him?
He walked under the tree where the Misfortune Crow was perched.
“Who is your master? How could he bear to abandon such a lively, adorable, intelligent, talented little crow like you?”
The Misfortune Crow cackled happily. “You’re a perceptive and good person. I bless you with a smooth future and all your wishes coming true every day.”
Si Er turned to Guagua. “Are the Misfortune Crow’s blessings effective?”
Guagua shook his head. “Its curses are extremely effective. But its blessings are basically just empty words.”
“They sound nice, but they don’t have any real effect.”
Si Er smiled. “That’s not bad. Better than causing some kind of backlash.”
For example, if you bless someone with smooth sailing, and they immediately die—smooth sailing on the road to death.
Yu Beixuan felt speechless hearing Si Er’s inner thoughts. Surely no one’s blessing worked like that?
That sounded scarier than a curse!
Like Xuanxuan—when he makes hemostatic medicine, it makes the bleeding worse and faster.
Yu Beixuan: T^T Fine… maybe such people really do exist. After all, someone like me exists.
Si Er then asked the Misfortune Crow, “Who is your master? Did you get separated from him or something?”
The Misfortune Crow said proudly, “My master is Wu Li, ranked third in talent among this year’s freshmen at Azure Dragon Academy.”
“Wu Li?” Si Er paused. “That name is rather special.”
The crow puffed up proudly. “It is. And it has a wonderful meaning.”
Si Er asked, “What meaning?”
“It means Black Koi.”
Si Er: “……”
Wait, what’s so good about ‘Black Koi’? I don’t get it at all.
In novels, black koi usually…
The Misfortune Crow continued proudly, “Black koi can ward off evil!”
“Huh?” Si Er was stunned. “Really?”
“Of course!” the crow said smugly. “Once, when my master took me out to play, we ran into a poor fellow plagued by misfortune.”
“He seemed to have been harmed—both legs were broken. But after meeting my master, his luck improved. He found a spiritual herb that healed his legs and even contracted a top-tier beast that suited him perfectly.”
“Oh, that’s impressive.”
I wonder where that unlucky guy came from. His experience sounds a lot like Big Brother’s.
[Could it be Big Brother?]
No way. That can’t be such a coincidence, right?
[Not sure. Let’s keep watching. We’ll know once we see the crow’s master.]
The Misfortune Crow continued, “That unlucky guy was really unlucky. My Li Li clearly dispelled the misfortune around him the first time. But when we met him again, he was surrounded by bad luck once more.”
“And this time, his soul had been injured. He was acting completely deranged.”
“Then Li Li dispelled his misfortune again, and only then did he find another spiritual herb to heal himself.”
“Though not completely healed. Or maybe you could say he was left with some aftereffects. Sometimes when he speaks, he’s still a bit incoherent.”
Si Er: “……”
Now the possibility that the unlucky fellow was Big Brother seemed even higher.
