The Halo of the Protagonist Is Gone

"An Yi..."

Luo Zhihan saw An Yi's actions and was slightly shocked.

Because she could feel that her father's dissipating life force was actually gathering together again.

An Yi's eyes were somewhat solemn.

Originally, it only required breaking the curse.

But after being messed with by that piece of trash Ye Tian, the trouble had grown bigger.

He practically kicked Luo Xian right through the gates of hell!

I asked you to light a fire for warmth, and you actually burned the damn house down.

Silver needles covered Luo Xian's entire body.

Ye Tian was once again stunned by An Yi's technique.

In the Ancient Continent, there was no such thing as acupuncture.

Piercing acupoints with silver needles and then pouring spiritual power into the patient's body, this method...

Ye Tian fell into deep thought.

Why hadn't he thought of this?

After using the Soul Locking Technique to stabilize Luo Xian's dying soul, An Yi wiped the sweat from his face and breathed a slight sigh of relief.

He had finally contained it.

Then.

A black pattern appeared on Luo Xian's forehead.

"Heart-Binding Curse!"

Ye Tian was slightly startled, as if he had thought of something.

Seeing the seal, the corners of An Yi's mouth curled up slightly.

If it's this kind of thing, it's much easier to deal with!

Lockpicking is the absolute best!

An Yi tapped his finger on the curse seal: "Break!"

Crack!

The black pattern collapsed directly! It turned into a wisp of black smoke, dissipated into the air, and disappeared.

Ye Tian was completely dumbfounded by An Yi's move once again.

This was a curse!

And he actually broke it with just a tap of his finger?

Just what was this guy's background? Every move he made was completely unfathomable to a half-step Soul Formation spiritual cultivator like him.

"Ding! Suppressed the Child of Destiny, Destiny Value -5! Reward obtained: Evil Power Value +10!"

Hearing the system's voice, An Yi looked helpless and sighed softly.

This guy's Destiny Value had dropped again.

He really didn't want to show off anymore.

I gave you a chance, but you just couldn't grasp it!

Meanwhile, thousands of miles away.

Qicheng, Lingchuan Region.

Inside the magnificent and grand Curse Master Academy.

An old man dressed in brocade robes, looking dignified and righteous while meditating, opened his tightly closed eyes and suddenly flushed red in the face.

Pfft!

A mouthful of fresh blood spewed from his throat, and his whole person seemed to age ten years in an instant.

"Master!"

A group of people who looked like students hurriedly stood up and stepped forward to support him.

"I am fine!"

The old man raised his hand, his eyes grave.

For a moment just now, his body had suffered a backlash.

"Master, what is..."

An elegant-looking middle-aged man stepped forward respectfully to ask.

As a curse master, he naturally knew that this meant his master's curse had been broken by someone.

"Interesting, it seems we have met an expert."

The old man said slowly, his eyes becoming sinister.

"Master, could it be Luo Xian..."

The middle-aged man revealed some curiosity.

The old man waved his hand and said slowly, "Notify the Divine Spirit Cult to immediately send someone to Luojia Town!"

The middle-aged man cupped his fists: "Yes!"

...

Finally done!

An Yi wiped his sweat and retrieved the silver needles one by one.

At this time, the aura on Luo Xian's body had also stabilized.

His complexion was also starting to become rosy.

"Father! Father!"

Hearing the calling voice by his ear.

Luo Xian slowly opened his eyes, looked at Luo Zhihan, and smiled: "Zhihan... I made you worry."

Luo Zhihan threw herself onto the bed, crying loudly.

"It is alright, isn't your father fine now?"

Luo Xian reached out to gently stroke her head and said.

Luo Zhihan wiped away her tears, hurriedly pulled An Yi over, and whispered with a slightly red face: "Father, this, this is An Yi. He was the one who saved you just now."

"Hello, Family Head."

An Yi nodded slightly and said with a light smile.

"Thank you for saving my life, sir!" Luo Xian struggled to sit up.

"Family Head, you just woke up and your body is weak. Please lie down quickly."

An Yi quickly comforted him, glanced at Ye Tian beside him, thought of something, and smiled: "This friend's help was also very significant. I was just inspired by him to come up with the method of treatment."

Luo Xian was somewhat surprised and nodded slightly to Ye Tian.

He knew very well that Ye Tian was a complete piece of trash, and he didn't expect him to actually know how to heal.

After knowing this reason, the resentment in Luo Zhihan's heart towards Ye Tian decreased slightly.

Just now, it was this guy acting tough that almost got her father killed!

Ye Tian wore a look of guilt.

No matter how he thought about it, he couldn't understand. The bit of spiritual power he gained after stimulating his spiritual veins with medicinal herbs should have been enough to solve the curse problem.

But why did it end up in such a situation!

Ye Tian clenched his fists, feeling unwilling.

For some reason, he always felt that his luck had recently decayed to the extreme.

Nothing went his way; he was simply unlucky to the extreme!

An Yi pinched his chin, looking thoughtful.

Although he didn't watch many TV dramas, An Yi still understood.

Protagonists usually have plot armor.

No matter what danger they encountered, they could always turn peril into safety, constantly stumble upon various opportunities, and have heaven-defying luck.

Looking at it now, it was highly likely that all of this was related to the Destiny Value.

And a guy like Ye Tian, whose Destiny Value had been lowered again and again by him, was now even worse off than an ordinary person.

Did this mean that his plot armor was gone?

Figuring this out, An Yi felt a bit of a headache.

Not to mention Lin Chen, Xiao Ye, and those others with maxed-out values.

Even Bai Xiu, Fang Jueming, and the rest had very high initial values.

And his task was to wait for their Destiny Values to max out, and then he would appeal to their emotions and reason, coaxing them into joining his group, and that would be it.

A Child of Destiny with a Destiny Value of 25!

Aside from Wang Yuan, who was constantly being cuckolded, you really wouldn't see anyone with such a low value.

An Yi felt a headache coming on.

How was he supposed to add points for this piece of trash!

Ye Tian looked at An Yi, a thoughtful look on his face.

His healing method had absolutely no reference value at all.

An Yi's words were just to help him out of a tight spot.

But why would this guy, who had been mocking and ridiculing him from the start, want to help him now?

"May I ask where you are from, sir?"

Luo Xian looked at An Yi curiously.

Being at the early stage of Spirit Gathering, he naturally knew that An Yi was no ordinary person.

Moreover, he could vaguely sense that An Yi's strength was above his own!

"Well..."

An Yi frowned slightly, getting ready to make up a story.

"Father, An Yi was injured before. I picked him up and brought him back. He has amnesia!"

Luo Zhihan hurriedly spoke up for An Yi.

Luo Xian raised an eyebrow slightly, looking thoughtfully at his daughter.

Having raised her himself, he naturally knew his daughter's temperament.

There is something fishy going on!

Noticing her father's gaze, Luo Zhihan's face turned bright red. She quickly waved her hands and said, "No, it is not what you think. It is, it is just..."

Then, she stammered and couldn't speak.

Luo Xian chuckled, "You silly girl, I haven't even said anything yet, and you are already siding with an outsider!"

"I am not!"

Luo Zhihan said out of embarrassment and anger. As she lowered her head, her eyes still stole secret glances at An Yi from time to time.

Completely revealing a young woman's inner feelings.

"Alright, Zhihan, you take Mr. An to rest first. I have some words I want to say to Ye Tian."

Luo Xian said with a solemn expression.

Luo Zhihan nodded, grabbed An Yi's arm, and said, "Let's go out first. You have been busy all day, I will cook some food for you."

"Okay."

An Yi nodded, sighing somewhat in his heart.

Vaguely, he seemed to realize that what came next would involve the main plot.

"Uncle Luo, who cast the Heart-Binding Curse on you?" Ye Tian asked, his expression solemn.

Luo Xian raised an eyebrow slightly and asked in disbelief, "How did you know it was the Heart-Binding Curse?"

From what he remembered, Ye Tian had never been this capable!