Cursed Technique Lapse: Blue Novels & Stories

“You don’t…understand.” I swallowed, smoothing my hand down his damp hair again. “Then help me understand.” His gaze flickered to me again, eyes glowing that impossible blue before dimming like it was dying. “This… pain—” He gasped, curling tighter into himself as another tremor ripped through him. “It’s the shift. But without the… release. A curse.” The last word hissed out between his teeth, as though it scorched him from the inside. What? I froze, confusion rushing through me.

"The Great Leisure Court… It's a body technique." Caspian picked up the book and flipped through it. In that instant, his eyes lit up. The only body technique he mastered before was the Ursa Major's Blurred Shadows. When Caspian obtained the book in Evergreen Town's Lawrence family, it was rated as middle-rank Mortal Grade skill as its cultivation method was incomplete.

Coppin, could mix any chemicals and cause them to explode like a witch. Obviously, I didn't turn out to be a natural chemist, especially after I broke a vial of a blue chemical by accident, and it spilled on Vida's completed experimental compound. The whole stuff blew up into a mini-mushroom cloud on our lap table. The next thing I knew, Vida's face was covered in blue dust, and the whole class laughed at us. Well, that was just another doomed day of my life.

“Last time I had to do this, Cillian had the strength of ten guys.” “Where do you want me?” Torque asked Kenzie. She didn’t take her eyes off Blue as she spoke. “You’re his alpha. You know where he is the strongest. Go there, and hold him down.” It was an uneasy alliance as AP and Hatchett took Blue’s ankles. I moved next to Torque and grabbed Blue’s left arm as Torque took his right. “One, two,” Kenzie counted down as she pried open Blue’s mouth. A red liquid flowed from a small vial into Blue’s throat. Only when the last drop left the bottle did Kenzie clamp Blue’s jaw shut and plug his nose.

His mental power swiftly uncovered the contents of the jade slip. All of them were Sun-grade high-rank techniques, with names such as Sevenslash, Bluerex Point, and Darkshroud Chill. Severin was in awe of them. The Skyblue Sect had never possessed such techniques. It reinforced his understanding that strength was the be-all and end-all.

He stumbled back, his knees hitting his chair, and he collapsed into it. "It's 12:45," Zhou Fen whispered. "The poison... It has finished its work. I broke the curse, but the venom has already eaten his life away. There is nothing on this earth, not my medicine, not modern science, that can save him now." He paused, a look of pure terror crossing his face. "Unless... unless someone knew the '18-Needle Technique.' But that secret has been buried for two thousand years." Dammit!" Drake roared. His fist crashed into the table, the sound echoing through the room like a gunshot. He wasn't crying for Robert; he was screaming because his prize was slipping away, and the sting of failure burned in h

The pain of it was a physical white–hot agony in my shared chest. The hesitation was all Blade needed. The curse, fed by that fresh, devastating pain, surged back with a vengeance. The grey in his eyes vanished, swallowed by the violent red-blue. *I’LL SHOW YOU STRONG!* With a snarl that held no humanity, Blade’s clawed paw shot out. It wasn’t a swipe to wound. It was a killing blow. Fast, brutal, final. The girl’s whimper was cut off. Silence, except for the drip of the rain and Blade’s heavy panting.

As the commentator provided the play-by-play, Cemal lay on his back, raising his limbs defensively. "Deciding to lie down before me, the one ranked number one in the submission section of physical performance, so you're finally ready to stop fooling around and bring this to an end?" Vartyss swiftly descended upon Cemal, locking his legs and arms in a firm hold. "If you still want to keep your arm intact, just surrender now, Sweet-faced Knight." Vartyss deftly adjusted his position to secure Cemal's arm and wrist against his body, preparing to apply pressure and potentially break it. However, in that very moment, a radiant blue aura emanated from Cemal's body, engulfing Vartyss.

I looked menacingly up at the moon and muttered under my breath, “What new games are you playing now, Selene? First, you bestowed us with a curse, and now this. My mate is a Lycan, the most powerful one. Yet, she’s so vulnerable. We couldn’t be together.” Moon Goddess must have been laughing at me from up above. Gritting my teeth, I finally reached the cottage. Padding through the empty hall, I rushed upstairs and reached her room. Panic fueled my entrance as I swept through the door. I laid Diana down, her stillness sending a chill through me. I grasped her shoulders, shaking her, desperate for a sign of life. But she didn’t move.

“Yeah, I was there. I contributed to that killing-spree game. But you know what? Unlike you, I was not keen to stab her, I wasn’t happy to chase after her while wielding my power at her.” First created a pistol gesture with her fingers and shot a bullet of fire at him. POM! Breszzzt~ In the mid-air, the bullet fire froze up and fell to the ground without hitting the target. First could hear the deep sigh from Black. “Blue, we gotta go. She is not yours to take.” Blue locked his gaze with First. His cold gaze froze First resolved and threatened her life. “...alright. Let’s go.” He turned around and walked away. “Till we meet again. Until then, don’t die on me.”