What would happen if a person who hadn't eaten meat for tens of thousands of years suddenly started eating meat? Only now did Zhu Yao realize that seven times in a night was just a legend. He did it once in a night, but once in a night, he did it for an entire night.
Zhu Yao now knew what was called, 'you won't die if you don't court death'!
The next day, she was already lying on the bed like a dead fish. There was not a single part of her body that was not sore. He didn't even have the strength to lift his legs.
However, a certain culprit was full of vigor and vitality. He continued to take her pulse with a serious expression on his face.
"It's just that my body is weak and my spirit is low. I'll be fine after resting for a while. "
"Master …"
"Hmm?"
"Before saying that, can you get off first?" You know that I'm weak, so why are you still pressing on me?
Yu Yan was startled for a moment, a hint of undetectable redness flashed past his face. Turning his body, he pulled his disciple into his embrace.
He coughed lightly and said.
"Yu Yao, you … fainted earlier." He took her pulse out of worry.
"…" It had been an entire night, how could she not faint? Who could plant radishes for an entire night?
Yu Yan cast an art, and tapped on the center of Zhu Yao's forehead. She instantly felt her body relaxing, and the fatigue on her body was completely swept away. Even the blue and purple marks on his body had disappeared.
"Feeling better?"
"Mn." Zhu Yao vaguely responded. She was so tired that she could not even open her eyes.
Yu Yan glanced at the person in his embrace. Recalling what happened last night, his face instantly flushed red. He hurriedly turned his head away and silently recited the Clear Heart Chant. This was a very serious method of cultivation. He was taking a serious and responsible attitude towards his disciple. Last night, he was just a little stricter with his disciple … just a little.
He took a deep breath and tried to suppress the strange emotions in his heart, as well as the thought of waking up his disciple again. Silently circulating the spiritual energy in his body, he discovered that his cultivation was no different from the day before. Now that he thought about it, it seemed that the spell mentioned that during dual cultivation, one had to mobilize their spiritual energy, exchange their yin and yang, and unite their spirit and body to advance their cultivation.
Last night … he seemed to have … forgotten.
Yu Yan: "… …"
Why don't I wake my disciple up again and practice again?
— —
On the third day after Zhu Yao returned, she picked up a corpse of a dragon in the backyard. Although it had deliberately shrunk, it still covered most of the lawn. It laid on the ground with its white belly facing up, its limbs facing the sky, looking like it had nothing to live for.
"Hey, hey, hey, are you dead yet?" Zhu Yao stretched out her leg and gave it a kick.
"Little Seven …" The dragon pitifully turned its head back and swung its tail twice.
"If you're not dead, then get out of my way."
"…" He felt that his dragon heart had been hurt. His figure flashed, and he turned back into the purple-clothed man. His face was no longer swollen, and he no longer looked like a pig's head. Instead, he looked like a color-matched version. "Xiao Qi, I'm of the same race as you. How can you do this to me?"
"Who's from the same clan?" Zhu Yao rolled her eyes at him. "I'm a Phoenix, and you're a Dragon. We're not the same species, alright?" Furthermore, she was no longer a Phoenix now either.
His expression darkened, and he said in an aggrieved tone, "We're all of the Divine Race. We should help each other."
It would have been fine if he did not mention this, but the moment he did, Zhu Yao's fury instantly surged.
"Aojiang!" Zhu Yao gave him a kick. Ever since he turned into an azure dragon, she recognized that this person was that Aojiang who squashed her to death. "Help your sister, you piggish teammate. If I didn't help you, would I have been squashed to death by you? "This was simply the worst way to die in history, and there was no other.
"Wasn't I just too excited? It was an unintentional mistake, an unintentional mistake!" He had an awkward look. "Furthermore, didn't I help you summon your soul? You're doing really well now as well. "
"You're the one who helped me summon my soul?" Zhu Yao was startled. She had thought that it was her master the entire time.
"Of course it's me!" Aojiang confidently patted on his chest. "Other than my God race, who else can directly summon living souls?"
"Living souls?" What did he mean? Wasn't she a ghost?
"Living souls are naturally souls that can be revived." Aojiang explained. "If it's just a normal soul summoning, even if you return to this realm, you will merely be a ghost, and cannot be revived."
So that's the case! She was wondering why she was suddenly revived, but after pondering for a moment, she felt that something was amiss.
Reviving from the dead wasn't something that could be achieved just by summoning one's soul, right? Let alone a living soul? Though the God race was strong, they did not have this kind of ability. Otherwise, the descendants of the God race wouldn't have such a hard time. "How are you able to summon living souls?"
The moment her words fell, Aojiang's expression instantly darkened, as he looked at her with an accusatory look. "Isn't this all because I lent you my dragon pearl? You haven't returned it to me yet!"
Zhu Yao carefully sensed, and indeed, she realized that there was something extra in her Primordial Spirit. "Why is it in my Primordial Spirit?"
"How should I know?" Aojiang looked like he wanted to cry. "Back then, when I lent you my dragon pearl to eliminate the Devil, we agreed that it wouldn't be difficult to borrow it again. However, you directly merged it into your Primordial Spirit. After I lost the dragon pearl, my strength was greatly reduced. Otherwise, when you were heavily injured back then, it wouldn't have been impossible for me to not save you. "
"Uh …" So she was the one who asked for it when she died back then. Back then, in order to draw out even more godly energy, she subconsciously wanted to merge her soul and soul together, which was why she placed the dragon pearl into her Primordial Spirit. It was no wonder when she was a ghost, she was able to freely use mystic arts. It seemed like it was because of the dragon pearl.
"If I hadn't lost the dragon pearl, how could I have been beaten to such a state by that master of yours?" When he recalled this, Aojiang felt sorrow. To think that he, a dignified dragon, was actually beaten up by a human practitioner. This was simply too shameful. "Little Seventh, are you sure you don't want to change to another man? Your master's too violent. "
"…" Mn, and very perverted. Once a night, for an entire night, or something like that.
"Little Seventh, I'm speaking the truth. What do you think of me?" Aojiang blinked at her, and began to work hard to poach her. "My body is strong, and my godly energy is strong as well. Living for several tens of thousands of years in a single breath isn't difficult at all, and I even know how to hatch eggs. Do you want to … "
Boom!
Before he could even finish, a bolt of heavenly lightning struck down, instantly turning him into charcoal.
Yu Yan suddenly appeared at a place five meters away. His face was overflowing with a cold aura, and he slowly walked over. Every single step he took seemed to be able to form an ice source beneath his feet.
Recalling the days when he was beaten into a pig's head a few days ago, Aojiang's legs instantly weakened, as he knelt onto the ground.
"What are you doing?" Zhu Yao took a step back.
"Hoho …" The corner of Aojiang's lips twitched, and he instantly said with a stern look. "I feel that kneeling while looking at your master looks especially mighty!"
"Earlier, who was the one who said he has a strong body, godly energy, and can hatch eggs?"
Yu Yan had already walked to Zhu Yao's side. Hearing his disciple's words, his eyes drifted towards Aojiang on the ground.
Aojiang trembled, and cold sweat instantly poured down. "Hohoho … Little Seventh, you heard wrong. I'm saying, I'm stupid, ugly, and have nothing special about me. "
"…" Can you be any more cowardly?
Circulating her spiritual energy, she immediately forced out the dragon pearl from her Primordial Spirit, and handed it over. "I'm returning it to you."
Aojiang was startled, and in an instant, his face was filled with emotions. He looked at Zhu Yao as though he was looking at an angel. "Little Seventh …"
"Although you're stupid, ugly, and have nothing special about you, at the very least, your judgment is correct."
"…"
— — — —
Aojiang said that because of the dragon pearl, her soul was resurrected, so logically speaking, she should have been directly resurrected. However, she faintly felt that something was amiss, and the reason for the abnormality, was because of her cultivation. "Master, my cultivation seems to have fallen to the Foundation stage?" Earlier, because of the dragon pearl, she did not realize it. After returning it to Aojiang, she realized that her cultivation had returned to its original state.
Yu Yan however had a calm look, as he reached out his hand to comb the strands of hair beside her ears. "Your cultivation was at the Foundation stage in the first place."
"Ah?" What did he mean?
Zhu Yao was startled for a moment. She immediately materialized a water mirror, only to see a face that she had used for twenty years in the modern era. "Why is this happening?" Shouldn't she be resurrecting that tree demon avatar? Why did it turn out like this?
"Your previous body was damaged too severely. Even if your soul was resurrected, it's impossible for you to be resurrected." Yu Yan explained. "That's why I had you return to your original body."
"Original body?" Zhu Yao was dumbfounded, as she fiercely widened her eyes. "You're saying this is my original body?"
Yu Yan nodded. "When your master first saw you, you already looked like this."
It really was an original product brought from the modern era! Then …
The corner of Zhu Yao's lips twitched. "Master … Can you tell me why my original body, is here with you?"
Yu Yan's expression changed, as he turned his eyes away and replied. "Back then, when you were killed by the fox demon, your master realized that your divine sense had yet to disappear, so … I had been preserving it."
"…" Preserving it? Her avatar! Master, tell me honestly, just how deep is your love for your disciple?
Back then, he had thought that she would still wake up. Who would have known that she would walk on the path of no return?
"Later on, I realized, although your soul was no longer here, this body was automatically restoring itself." Yu Yan said with a stern look. "Until that dragon summoned your soul, your master then decided to have your living soul directly attach itself to it."
Zhu Yao touched her chest. It was completely flawless, and there wasn't even a single scar. The reason why her body could automatically restore itself, should be because of the Realm Spirit, right? Could this be the return gift pack he mentioned back then?
- _ - Recycling of trash?
Speaking of summoning souls, Zhu Yao suddenly recalled the Ghost King in the Underworld. That black miasma bug. Very clearly, that was the target of her mission this time. Although she did not know why there wasn't a storyline this time, the threat of that bug, she had personally witnessed it.
Clenching her fists by her side, she took a deep breath.
"Master, I want to return to the Underworld."
Yu Yan stiffened for a moment. Turning to look at her, his brows deeply furrowed.
A moment later, he said with a sunken voice. "Yu Yao … Your master isn't able to make it in time every single time." He wasn't able to make it in time to save you every single time.
Zhu Yao felt a wave of guilt in the depths of her heart. Taking a step forward, she hugged onto his slightly cold body. After a moment of silence, she slowly said. "Master … I saw little wimp."
"…"
— — — —
Who was little wimp? In Yu Yan's mind, there was only one person, someone else's disciple.
And the creature he hated the most, was someone else's disciple! And this creature, was even the knot in his disciple's heart. This made him even more loathsome. Why did his disciple whom he had painstakingly raised (several times), have to save him without caring about the price? Even when she finally revived, she still had to go back to save him.
Unhappy! He expressed his extreme unhappiness.
He really wanted to return, pull Zi Mo out, and give him a scolding. He wanted to see just how he taught his disciple.
"Master, I'm not going back to die." Zhu Yao glanced at him with a helpless look. That naturally cooled air conditioner which had been emitting cold air for an entire day. If this continued, they would have to pass through winter in advance. "The formation you two used to help me summon souls back then is still here. We can directly reverse that formation, and I can directly return. I don't have to die once. "
"I'm going as well!" Yu Yan solemnly said.
"Ah?" Zhu Yao was startled. "But …" Wouldn't it be overloaded if she brought another one along?
Yu Yan however did not reply. He immediately pulled Zhu Yao into the center of the formation, and immediately activated the formation. In an instant, the formation shone with a bright red light, enveloping the two of them within. Tens of thousands of talismans danced in the surroundings. A moment later, they stopped, and began to move in the opposite direction. And that red light slowly turned into a white light as well.
The scenery in front of them changed, and they arrived at another world. A silvery-white river appeared in front of them.
They're back!
Zhu Yao was a little dumbfounded. Initially, she had thought that reversing that soul-summoning formation would not take a long time, yet her master completed it in an instant.
"Where?" Yu Yan asked. That other person's disciple.
Even though his tone was clearly the same as usual, Zhu Yao faintly sensed a hint of anger within it.
The River of Forgetfulness was completely silent, and not even a single ghost could be seen. However, there were still a few traces of battle left at the scene. Zhu Yao reckoned that little wimp should have already returned to Spiritual Realm. That Ghost King had already been sealed, and would not be able to come out for a while.
Looking around, she saw that on the riverbank, there were a few strands of black miasma faintly drifting about. After taking a closer look, she saw a string of 'bug' letters, which should have been left behind by that Ghost King. Zhu Yao wanted to approach closer to study it, however, she was pulled back by Yu Yan who was behind her.
"Don't move." Yu Yan's expression sank. Frowning, he looked at the drifting miasma with a cautious look. "If I'm not wrong, that's resentment!"
"Resentment?" Zhu Yao was startled for a moment. She had often heard of this term. Usually, only ghosts with resentment could maintain their spiritual consciousness when they were alive. She had always thought that the so-called resentment referred to a kind of obsession of a person, and was merely a noun. She had never thought that it would actually have a physical body as well.
"Resentment is born from a person's hatred, unwillingness, vengeance, and various other emotions." Yu Yan explained. "It's formless and shapeless, yet, it cannot be created or destroyed. The moment one is tainted by it, they will be controlled by various emotions, and they will never be able to transcend. "
Zhu Yao was startled. "There's no way to remove it?"
Yu Yan shook his head. "I have only seen such descriptions in certain ancient records and legends in the past, but this is my first time seeing a physical body. If I had not seen it peacefully floating above the River of Forgetfulness, I wouldn't have been able to recognize it either. "
The water of the River of Forgetfulness could even wash away all of the imprints a ghost had when they were alive, yet this black miasma was completely unaffected. Thinking about it, it could only be resentment.
Zhu Yao was a little troubled. From the sounds of it, this resentment seemed to be the amalgamation of all negative emotions. Even the water of the River of Forgetfulness was useless, and lightning could only disperse it in an instant. This resentment was heaven-defying, wasn't it!?
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