Eternal Life by Daily Divination - Chapter 188 - 169: The Path to Immortality: Remnant Soul and Ring
Chapter 188: Chapter 169: The Path to Immortality: Remnant Soul and Ring
“Elder Pei, let’s not discuss right or wrong for now. Saving Daoist Ji is what’s important.”
As he spoke, Li Chang’an took the Soul-Attracting Incense from his Storage Pouch.
The moment the stick of incense appeared,
Ji Mengyun’s expression suddenly changed, contorting in pain.
Faintly, a few unwilling roars seemed to echo from within her body.
“It really is Soul-Attracting Incense!”
Pei Yingyao felt a little more at ease. With a wave of her hand, the Soul-Attracting Incense flew into her grasp.
Immediately after, a black Crystal Stone appeared in her other hand.
A Nether Soul Crystal!
However, what puzzled Li Chang’an was that this Nether Soul Crystal didn’t contain the drifting black mist he expected. It was completely empty.
“This Nether Soul Crystal isn’t just an Artifact Refining Material; it’s also an excellent choice for imprisoning a Soul!”
Pei Yingyao noticed his confusion and offered an explanation.
After she finished speaking,
her palm gently swept over the Soul-Attracting Incense.
The Soul-Attracting Incense was instantly lit.
Wisps of dark smoke curled upwards, drifting around the cave dwelling like distorted, damned souls.
The entire cave dwelling instantly grew colder, and a thin layer of frost formed on the surrounding stone walls.
“Mengyun, just hold on a little longer.”
Pei Yingyao spoke as she used Magic to guide the wisps of smoke into Ji Mengyun’s body.
Ji Mengyun’s eyes were shut tight, the look of agony on her face growing more pronounced.
But she still held on desperately.
After a dozen or so breaths,
a few unwilling roars echoed from within her body.
“No, no, no!”
The voice shifted, at times male, at times female, sometimes old, sometimes young. One moment it was a single person, the next it was as if thousands were screaming at once.
It was hoarse and mournful, filled with resentment.
Li Chang’an was secretly alarmed as he listened.
’Just what in the world is this “Evil Soul”?’
The next moment,
a twisted, blood-red Soul appeared before his eyes.
This Soul was different from a normal one. Its deformed face and body were constantly shifting. Maniacal visages appeared upon its form, and countless mangled limbs sprouted from its torso.
There were men and women, old and young.
It was like a monster fused from countless remnant souls!
It struggled frantically, unwilling to accept its failed possession, still trying to control Ji Mengyun’s body.
But Pei Yingyao gave it no such chance.
Her brows knitted together, her face as cold as frost. She manipulated the power of the Soul-Attracting Incense, pulling the Evil Soul out bit by bit.
“No—”
The monster shrieked madly.
A sinister wind raged through the cave dwelling, thick with the stench of blood, making one feel as if they were on a brutal Ancient Battlefield.
Finally,
after a few more unwilling roars and howls,
the Evil Soul was sealed within the Nether Soul Crystal, no longer able to cause trouble.
“Let me out! Let me out!”
It screamed itself hoarse, its body dissolving into a cloud of blood-red mist that coalesced and dispersed, frantically ramming against the Nether Soul Crystal, but it was all in vain.
Just as Pei Yingyao had said, the Nether Soul Crystal was indeed a superior Treasure for imprisoning Souls!
With that done,
Pei Yingyao reached out and swiped her hand over the Soul-Attracting Incense.
The incense stick was immediately extinguished, having only burned down by about twenty percent.
The dark smoke drifting about gradually dissipated, and the frost on the stone walls began to melt, returning everything to normal.
“There.”
Pei Yingyao wiped the fine beads of sweat from her fair forehead.
She let out a soft breath and returned the Soul-Attracting Incense to Li Chang’an.
“Li Chang’an, thank you for your help this time.”
“It was my duty to help ease your worries, Elder Pei.”
Li Chang’an spoke sincerely as he accepted the Soul-Attracting Incense and tossed it back into his Storage Pouch.
’This matter went rather smoothly.’
’I expected the Soul-Attracting Incense to be completely consumed, but it only used twenty percent. I can use it again if a similar situation arises in the future.’
Pei Yingyao looked at him a few more times, her gaze much softer than before.
Li Chang’an had helped her eliminate the one who murdered her eldest disciple.
Now, he had helped her save her second disciple.
These two events in succession
convinced her that Li Chang’an was connected to her lineage by fate.
’Since fate has brought us together, there’s no need to deliberately sever our karmic ties. He can be considered one of our own.’
“Have a seat. Wait a moment, I need to stabilize Mengyun’s condition.”
As she spoke, Pei Yingyao waved her hand lightly, and a stone stool and a pot of Spirit Tea appeared in the cave dwelling.
Li Chang’an had been here several times, but this was the first time he’d received such treatment.
About a quarter of an hour later,
Ji Mengyun let out a soft groan, and the frown that had been knitted on her brow finally relaxed.
Her Qi was weak as she slowly opened her eyes.
“Thank you, Master. And thank you, Daoist Li, for your help.”
“Don’t speak yet. Circulate your Cultivation Technique and regulate your body!”
Pei Yingyao took out a few Elixir Pills and fed them to her disciple’s pale lips.
After a period of recuperation,
Ji Mengyun’s Qi finally recovered a great deal. A bit of color returned to her pale, pretty face, and her condition had clearly stabilized.
Pei Yingyao nodded slightly.
“Alright. Rest well for the next month. You are not to engage in Magical Combat.”
“Yes!”
Ji Mengyun got up and thanked them again.
She looked at Li Chang’an, her heart filled with a mix of complicated emotions.
Back when they had first met,
Li Chang’an had warned her that there was a problem with that sword.
But…
at the time, she had felt that their cultivation paths and life experiences were too different; there was no need to take Li Chang’an’s words to heart.
’How could a Wood Spirit Root Cultivator like Li Chang’an, who focuses on self-cultivation and nurturing his nature, possibly understand a Sword Cultivator?’
Looking at it now,
he might not understand Sword Cultivators, but he definitely understood danger!
’A Loose Cultivator who came from a small place truly has something extraordinary about them,’ Ji Mengyun thought to herself.
’If he didn’t have such a strong sense of danger, Li Chang’an would have likely died long ago in some forgotten corner of the world.’
“Daoist Li, if I had listened to you back then and destroyed that sword, perhaps I wouldn’t have faced this calamity today.”
