Early in the morning of the second day, Xia Pingan arrived at the Star River Manor in high spirits.
The entrance to the Star River Manor was at the entrance of the underground cavern. The entrance was magnificent. After entering the cavern, one could see a purple waterfall dyed by amethyst lights flowing down from the top of the cavern and converging into the underground river of the cavern.
Small courtyards were scattered all over the cave. This place could be considered as one of the places with the most unique scenery in the Undying City.
After Xia Pingan stated his purpose for coming, an armored bodyguard was summoned and personally led Xia Pingan to the courtyard where Meng Ziqi lived. He helped Xia Pingan knock on the door.
Meng Ziqi spent the entire day yesterday in his courtyard reading, resting, and meditating. There was nothing out of the ordinary.
Less than half a minute later, the door to the courtyard opened. Meng Ziqi's face appeared from behind the door. When he saw Xia Pingan, he was pleasantly surprised. "Brother Long, it's you. You came so quickly!"
"Haha, I rested for a day yesterday. I feel much better today. For a soul master, resting for one or two days is about the same as resting for eight to ten days!"
"Please come in, please come in …" Meng Ziqi hurriedly led Xia Pingan into the courtyard.
Today, Xia Pingan's role was completely reversed from Meng Ziqi's role yesterday.
The courtyard of the Star River Manor was also protected by a formation plate and a formation. The courtyard was hazy as if there was a fog. It would be very troublesome for a normal summoner to barge in.
"The formation plate in this courtyard is a Five Elements Smoke Lock Formation. It can't be compared to the formation plate in Brother Long's courtyard. It can barely trap people and warn them. If they encounter an expert, it can be destroyed in a matter of minutes!" Meng Ziqi and Xia Pingan politely chatted as they passed through the courtyard. Soon after, Meng Ziqi brought Xia Pingan through the courtyard and directly into the living room.
Meng Ziqi waved his hand and summoned a few beautiful maids. They began to brew tea for the two of them.
"Brother Meng really knows how to enjoy life. Compared to Brother Meng, my hospitality yesterday was really shabby!"
Meng Ziqi laughed heartily. "We summoners are sometimes too bored. Although the maids, zither players, and chefs can't participate in the battle, they make our lives comfortable and satisfying. With Zhang Youchi around, Brother Long should find a chance to fuse with a few of these Realm Pearls. Brother Long will find these Realm Pearls very interesting. Oh right, has Brother Long fused with that Beauty Realm Pearl?"
"That Beauty's Realm Pearl hasn't been fused yet. I'll make some preparations so that it won't be wasted if the fusion fails in a hurry!"
After drinking a pot of tea and chatting for a while, Xia Pingan got straight to the point. "Brother Meng, it's about time. Let's go to the secret room and begin crafting soul armaments. Crafting soul armaments will take at least a day or two …"
"Alright, since Brother Long is ready, then I won't refuse. Brother Long, please!" Meng Ziqi stood up and made a gesture of invitation. He directly led Xia Pingan into the secret room and sat down cross-legged on a cushion.
"Crafting soul armaments requires dividing the soul. This process requires Brother Meng to focus on cooperating with me. The process of dividing the soul may be a bit tiring for Brother Meng, but before the soul armaments are completely refined, I ask Brother Meng to persevere. You can't give up halfway, and you can't disturb me!" Xia Pingan sternly explained to Meng Ziqi what Meng Ziqi needed to pay attention to during the process of crafting soul armaments. Meng Ziqi listened and nodded with a serious expression, indicating that he was willing to cooperate.
"Alright, Brother Meng can take out that longsword now!"
Meng Ziqi was very obedient. After Xia Pingan finished speaking, he took out the magic longsword from yesterday and placed it flat on his knees.
"Brother Meng, first concentrate on your forehead. Before you divide the soul, I want to check the strength of Brother Meng's soul and see if it can be divided!" As Xia Pingan spoke, he followed the procedure and took out the top quality Soul Anchoring Pearl. Holding it in his hand, he slowly placed it between Meng Ziqi's eyebrows.
As soon as the Soul Anchoring Pearl was taken out, the entire secret room was bathed in a blue halo of light. It was solemn and sacred, and the ritual of crafting soul armaments was immediately felt.
Seeing this Soul Anchoring Pearl, Meng Ziqi's lowered eyes flashed with greed and amazement. The corner of his mouth curled into a smile, but it disappeared in a flash. However, he concealed it very well. On the surface, he still looked as if he was earnestly listening to Xia Pingan's instructions. The blue brilliance of the Soul Anchoring Pearl dyed Meng Ziqi's slightly lowered face a deep blue color, and it suddenly became unpredictable.
Xia Pingan slightly narrowed his eyes as he looked at Meng Ziqi with a serious expression. Under the blue light of the Soul Anchoring Pearl, Xia Pingan stretched out a finger and gently placed it between Meng Ziqi's eyebrows. As soon as Xia Pingan raised his finger, a wisp of golden light flashed between Meng Ziqi's eyebrows. As if it had been pulled out by Xia Pingan, it wrapped around Meng Ziqi's finger. Meng Ziqi also felt that his mind was floating for a moment, as if his entire body was floating in the sky. It was very strange.
"Brother Long, how is it? My soul should be enough, right?" Meng Ziqi asked.
"Brother Meng's soul is very strong. You can divide your soul to refine a soul armament!" Xia Pingan said.
"That's great …"
"Brother Meng, pay attention. We will officially begin now. Brother Meng, please calm your mind and don't move. Listen to my instructions, I will begin dividing your soul …"
"Okay!"
Xia Pingan said. With a wave of his hand, the top quality Soul Anchoring Pearl floated above the two's heads. Xia Pingan made a complicated set of hand seals, and the Soul Anchoring Pearl's brilliance covered the two.
The longsword on Meng Ziqi's knee slowly floated up under the brilliance of the Soul Anchoring Pearl and floated between the two.
"To craft a soul armament, I'll need a bit of brother Meng's eyebrow blood …" Xia Pingan pointed a finger at Meng Ziqi's forehead and extracted a thumb-sized amount of blood from it. It floated in the air and glowed with a red light.
"Brother Meng, touch the sword with both hands and use your divine power to surround the sword …" Xia Pingan continued to order.
Meng Ziqi did as he was told. Under the infusion of his divine power, the longsword suddenly emitted a brilliant brilliance.
"Brother Meng, calm your mind and don't move rashly. I will begin dividing your soul and combining your blood …" Xia Pingan said. His hands changed into complicated hand seals, and he used his right index finger to point at Xia Pingan's forehead. There was a wandering golden light between Meng Ziqi's eyebrows. It was like a golden thread that was pulled out of a ball of silk and began to wrap around Xia Pingan's finger.
This process seemed to be very tiring for Xia Pingan. Xia Pingan was so focused that his forehead was covered with sweat, but he was completely unaware.
After a full half an hour, the golden threads wrapped around Xia Pingan's finger had turned into a ball of golden light. Hands, feet, and a head stretched out of the golden light and gradually turned into Meng Ziqi's appearance.
During this process, Meng Ziqi was very cooperative, but at the same time, he opened his eyes wide and carefully observed Xia Pingan's every move and step. Occasionally, a strange light flashed in his eyes.
"Divine blood as one, casting the soul and condensing the method, becoming one with the weapon, using the soul to nurture the weapon …" Xia Pingan shouted. Finally, the ball of golden light in his hand merged with the ball of blood floating in the air. The ball of blood suddenly bloomed with an even more dazzling golden light.
Xia Pingan made a series of complicated hand seals. The shining ball of blood fell on the longsword, and the longsword suddenly seemed to come alive. Dragon scales appeared on the body of the sword, and the longsword began to transform into a dragon, bringing a chill to the entire secret room.
"Brother Meng, pay attention. Conceal your spirit and qi, open your divine power and prepare to accept the soul weapon. It will take one more day, and I will lend you a hand!" As Xia Pingan spoke, he struck out a series of hand seals. A snow-white cocoon of light gradually enveloped Meng Ziqi and the soul weapon longsword.
Xia Pingan's eyes were closed as he focused all of his attention on helping Meng Ziqi condense his soul armament. From time to time, he would place his hand seals into the Soul Anchoring Pearls and the cocoon of light above their heads. Under Xia Pingan's control, the cocoon of light would constantly change into various colors and become exceptionally beautiful.
After finishing all this, Xia Pingan seemed to be very tired. He sat cross-legged outside Meng Ziqi's light cocoon and concentrated on the Soul Anchoring Pearl. The Soul Anchoring Pearl constantly shone blue light on the two.
The entire secret room suddenly fell into absolute silence.
… …
Half a day later, at the most critical moment of condensing the soul weapon, without any warning, a hand suddenly reached out from Meng Ziqi's light cocoon. The hand was holding a pitch-black dagger. In the blink of an eye, there was almost no resistance. Xia Pingan didn't have time to react. The dagger directly pierced into Xia Pingan's heart, all the way to the hilt.
Xia Pingan suddenly opened his eyes. A mouthful of black blood spurted out from Xia Pingan's mouth, eyes, ears, and nostrils.
Xia Pingan screamed and looked at the hand that reached out from the light cocoon in shock. The divine power in his body instantly collapsed, and the Soul Anchoring Pearl fell from the sky.
"Meng Ziqi, you …" Xia Pingan screamed miserably. Before he could finish his sentence, he spat out another mouthful of black blood. It was incomparably mournful.
Almost at the same time, the hand holding the dagger caught the Soul Anchoring Pearl, and then the other hand, with a ball of electric light, fiercely struck out from the light cocoon again, and slammed into Xia Pingan's chest. With a cracking sound, Xia Pingan's sternum and the bones of his upper body were directly shattered. The curling electric light also burned a small part of Xia Pingan's body. Xia Pingan's whole body was not intact in a second. Xia Pingan, who was originally sitting cross-legged, flashed with electric light and flames. He was directly sent flying by the palm, heavily hitting the alloy wall of the secret room, creating a dent in the wall.
For a moment, the entire secret room was filled with dancing flames and electric light, and it was abnormally cold.
The light cocoon refining the soul weapon finally broke. Meng Ziqi slowly stood up with a devilish smile on his face. He looked down at Xia Pingan with a condescending sneer. He held the best quality Soul Anchoring Pearl in one hand, and put away the soul weapon sword.
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