Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Cultivator

CHAPTER t 116

Yun Qianqian hesitated. Although this bracelet looked nothing extraordinary, a well-respected Buddhist had blessed it for her, and therefore, this bracelet was worth at least a hundred thousand yuan.

She had just met him, yet Chen Fan asked to see the most expensive piece of jewelry she was wearing. Anyone would have hesitated if they were in her shoes.

"Sister Yun, is it made out of yellow rosewood?" Wu Junjie asked. "I saw one of them on a rich teenager's wrist in Jin City. That one was worth over two hundred and eighteen thousand, and it didn't look half as pretty as yours."

Lin Weiwei and Yan Xiaobai both were shocked by the value.

They were both from middle-class families of a county town. They had never dreamed of seeing a bracelet that worth over a couple hundred thousand.

Ever since they learned of the girl's last name, they started to joke that she was a sister of the superstar Yun Qianqian.

Since Wu Junjie had spilled the beans about the value of the bracelet, Yun Qianqian no longer hesitated. She removed the bracelet from her wrist and handed it over to Chen Fan and said: "The price is not the most important. This bracelet meant a lot to me because it was a gift from one of my best friends. She went through a great deal of trouble asking for a blessing on it before she gave it to me. She told me to keep it with me at all times, and never let it leave my sight."

Chen Fan didn't say a word. He held the beads in his hand and started to examine it.

Under the scrutiny of his Immortal Will, the beads revealed its true colors. Each and every one of the wooden beads were surrounded by dark Malice Qi. From time to time, some of the flowing energies formed a hideous skull.

"A curse?"

Chen Fan fell into deep thought.

Curses were widespread among many different cultures' legends. There were called incantations in the west and in the east, they existed in the form of numismatic charm, voodoo dolls, and Gu.

However, this was the first time Chen Fan saw a curse in real life on earth. Out of curiosity, he probed deeper into the beads using his Immortal Will.

"KOM!"

He felt a shock as his Immortal Will went through the barrier, revealing a scene.

He was inside of a dark and dank temple, where robed priests worshiped a sinister looking demon god with four hands, four head, and four faces. Under the statue stood a monk with a shaved head. He was wearing a string of necklace made out of bone and fangs.

The monk took a bracelet off the altar and handed it over to an attractive looking girl kneeling on the ground. He murmured something to the girl, and the latter kowtowed to the monk appreciatively.

The picture disappeared, leaving Chen Fan with more questions than answers.

"Who was that woman? Was she Yun Qianqian's friend?"

He recalled the news of Yun Qianqian in his past life and felt that things suddenly made much more sense.

He returned the bracelet to Yun Qianqian and paused a second before he said heavily: "You better throw it away or burn it."

"What?"

Wu Junjie was rendered speechless.

Yun Qianqian was also taken aback; her eyes were lit up with caution and suspicion. "What... what do you mean?"

"No kidding, Xiao Fan. This yellow-rosewood bracelet was worth over a few hundred thousand. Plus, it was a gift from Sister Yun's best friend who spent a great deal of effort to obtain it. You are out of your mind to ask Sister Yun to throw it away." Wu Junjie said with deeply furrowed brows.