When Lu Ye came back to his senses again, he was already standing beside a large pool filled with dense fog. Rows of Immortal Essence Guards stood around the pool, and the leader immediately saluted when he saw the City Lord.
The City Lord waved his hand and dismissed him.
Lu Ye looked down, but he couldn't see anything. Only the dense fog kept rolling, but the fog seemed to be bound by some kind of power. Although it kept rolling, it didn't drift out at all.
Was this the legendary Soul Cleansing Pool?
Yiyi stood beside him and whispered, "Lu Ye, that fog seems to be very useful to me."
She was a spiritual body, so she was very sensitive to the fog. Lu Ye didn't notice anything, but Yiyi could. If she could enter the pool, the benefits she would gain would be unimaginable.
Lu Ye turned to look at the City Lord, who was standing to the side. "Just jump in?"
The City Lord put his hands behind his back and took two steps forward. He nodded and said, "Yes, just jump in. But you only have six hours. After six hours, I will send you back."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Ye jumped in. Time was limited, so he naturally had to seize the opportunity.
His body kept falling, and soon Lu Ye felt that something was wrong. This Soul Cleansing Pool seemed to be … a little deep?
The City Lord didn't say anything about this.
Just as Lu Ye was about to activate the Flying Wing Tattoo, his body suddenly became light, as if there was some kind of power below holding him up. His speed slowly decreased until he finally came to a stop.
He didn't feel like he was stepping on something solid. Instead, he felt like he was stepping on cotton. He was sure that he hadn't reached the bottom of the Soul Cleansing Pool. He looked around and didn't see Yiyi and the others. The rolling fog was so dense that he couldn't even see his own fingers.
There was no need to worry about their safety. At this moment, they must be somewhere in the Soul Cleansing Pool.
There were only six hours left, so Lu Ye quickly sat down cross-legged.
The situation here reminded him of when he tempered his body in the Dragon Spring. It was very similar to the current situation, but in the Dragon Spring, he had to absorb the blood fog to temper his body. Here, it was different. Lu Ye felt that there was an invisible power around him that was constantly drilling into his body.
His body became light, his mind became clear, and the tiredness from the days of cultivation and reading were all swept away.
This was the power of the Soul-Cleansing Pool, which acted on the Spirit. Unfortunately, Lu Ye's current cultivation base was insufficient and had yet to touch the level of the Spirit. Otherwise, the benefits he could obtain here would absolutely be unimaginable.
Even so, as long as he could absorb and refine the surrounding mist, it would be a huge boost to his spirit.
If not cultivating could bring such benefits, what would happen if he started cultivating?
Lu Ye hurriedly began to construct Spirit Gathering Runes in his spiritual cavities.
With the enhancement of the small funnel-shaped spirit runes, the surrounding mist was gathered and poured into Lu Ye's body at an even faster rate. This caused his consciousness to become clearer and his body to become lighter.
Above the Soul-cleansing Pool, the City Lord looked at it with his hands behind his back and muttered to himself, "Two of the four symbols have gathered, and it seems to be related to the first symbol. Interesting."
Just as he was muttering to himself, the City Lord's expression became serious because he found that Lu Ye's situation was not quite right. He didn't know what method this little brat was using, but the surrounding mist was constantly pouring into his body at an increasingly faster rate.
This was not a good sign. The mist in the Soul-Cleansing Pool was indeed of great benefit to one's Soul. Even just soaking in it could constantly enhance one's Spiritual Energy, but too much was as bad as too little. Lu Ye was only an Eighth-Order Spirit Stream Realm cultivator, far from reaching the level where he could touch the Soul. If he crazily swallowed the Soul Mist like this, the only result would be his Soul being assimilated by it and disintegrating.
Giving him six hours seemed to be too much. This little brat didn't even need six hours. If things continued like this, he wouldn't be able to last even half an hour.
The City Lord didn't rush to stop him and instead watched with interest. He wanted to know what choice this little brat would make when he realized something was wrong.
The enhancement of one's Spiritual Energy was difficult to resist, and it was easy to get lost in it.
At this moment, Lu Ye was excitedly constructing Spirit Gathering Spirit Runes in his spiritual cavities. As the surrounding mist continued to pour in, he felt himself becoming more and more light as a feather. His entire being emitted an indescribable refreshing feeling from the inside out. This feeling was intoxicating, making one unable to extricate themselves, making one feel as if there was nothing they couldn't do.
As soon as this feeling appeared, he became vigilant and stopped constructing Spirit Runes.
Because of his previous experience in Dragon Spring, he knew that too much was as bad as too little.
Silently perceiving his own body, he found that it was different from the vague perception he had before. Now, his perception had become clearer, and as the mist was refined, this clarity became more and more obvious.
He could even "see" the flow of Spirit Energy in his body. He also "saw" the Talent Tree in his body, taking root in his Source Cavity. On the Talent Tree, many leaves were burning.
He "saw" himself again, sitting cross-legged above the mist.
Lu Ye was surprised. Seeing himself from an outsider's point of view was obviously a bit abnormal. It was somewhat similar to the legendary Soul Astral Projection.
He looked down and found that at some point, he had become a Spirit Body like Yi Yi.
The connection between his Spirit Body and his physical body was rapidly weakening.
Something was wrong!
He hurriedly focused his mind and felt a strong pulling force. Lu Ye suddenly opened his eyes and found that he was still sitting on the mist, but he was no longer in the state of a Spirit Body.
The mist in the Soul Cleansing Pond was strange.
Realizing this, Lu Ye immediately became cautious.
He carefully examined his body and recalled the various sensations he had felt just now, quickly determining where the problem was.
The mist in the Soul Cleansing Pond was indeed very nourishing to the Soul and could strengthen it, but he had a limit. After all, he was only a Spirit Stream Realm cultivator.
If the Soul Strength became too strong in a short period of time, it would instinctively try to break free from the shackles of the physical body, such as the Soul Astral Projection just now. Moreover, as the Soul continued to grow, this situation would become more and more serious.
The physical body was the vessel of the Soul, the foundation of the Soul. Once the Soul broke free from the shackles of the physical body, it would really be transformed into a Spirit Body.
This was a result that Lu Ye absolutely could not accept.
A pure Spirit Body was indeed very convenient, but without a physical body to rely on, it was still water without a source, a tree without roots.
Yi Yi did not have a physical body, but she was a Nightmare Spirit transformed from Amber, so she also had something to rely on.
After determining where the problem was, Lu Ye did not dare to act recklessly. This situation was different from tempering his body in the Dragon Spring. In the Dragon Spring, no matter how much blood mist he absorbed, it would only cause his body to become stronger for a short period of time. His mind would not be able to keep up with his physical body's reaction, and he could slowly adapt afterwards.
But in this place, letting his Soul become too strong was not a good thing.
Originally, he had constructed more than 130 Spirit-Gathering Spirit Patterns in his Spiritual Cavities, but at this moment, he hurriedly scattered half of them to prevent himself from being unable to bear the nourishment of the Soul Fog.
A moment later, Lu Ye scattered half of them, leaving behind only 30 Spirit-Gathering Spirit Patterns.
The situation was still not optimistic. He seemed to have swallowed and refined too much Soul Fog just now, causing the power of his Soul to grow to a limit. If it continued to grow, the Soul Astral Projection would inevitably occur.
After feeling it for a moment, he had no choice but to scatter the last 30 Spirit Patterns.
The situation became awkward. The benefits were clearly within reach, but he could only sit there and do nothing.
Beside the Soul Cleansing Pond, the City Lord looked down and nodded slightly. He was a little surprised that Lu Ye was able to realize the problem so quickly and even resist the temptation of the Soul Fog.
It seemed that this boy was not bad. As he had said before, one could not be too greedy, and only when one was content could one be happy.
Just as he was thinking this, he saw Lu Ye take out a storage bag, open it, and shake it left and right, as if he wanted to put the Soul Fog inside.
The City Lord did not know whether to laugh or cry. Only now did he understand that all that nonsense about not being too greedy was pure nonsense.
Under the Soul Cleansing Pond, Lu Ye checked the situation inside the storage bag. There was indeed some Soul Fog, but the space inside the storage bag was limited. Even if it was full, how much could it hold?
It was said that someone had once obtained a few drops of water from the Soul Cleansing Pond by chance and brought it out to show filial piety to the elders of their sect. Where had they gotten the water?
Lu Ye put away the storage bag and looked down.
It was impossible for this thick Soul Fog to appear out of nowhere. Could it be that the Soul Cleansing Pond's water was below?
Hurriedly hanging the storage bag on his waist, Lu Ye plunged down and used his hands and feet to swim towards the depths of the Soul Cleansing Pond.
After a while, he felt that his speed was too slow, so he urged the Flying Wing Tattoo and quickly flew down.
As if flying through thick clouds, Lu Ye continued to go deeper.
After an incense stick of time, he still had not reached the bottom of the pond. This Soul Cleansing Pond seemed to be a bottomless abyss. Lu Ye felt that something was wrong. No matter how deep the Soul Cleansing Pond was, it still had a limit. It was obviously abnormal for him to fly like this for an incense stick of time.
Next to the Soul Cleansing Pond, the City Lord had sat down at some point, holding his chin with one hand with a playful expression. Although living people often came to Immortal Essence City for some reason, as the City Lord, he would not easily appear in front of those juniors. It had been a long time since he had seen such an interesting scene.
In his field of vision, Lu Ye did not go deep into the Soul Cleansing Pond at all. Instead, he maintained the posture of flying down. The rolling Soul Fog around him and the special environment of the Soul Cleansing Pond made Lu Ye have the illusion that he was going deeper and deeper.
In the Soul Cleansing Pond, Lu Ye retracted his spiritual power wings and turned his head to look at the thick Soul Fog around him thoughtfully.
Since there was no way to determine how deep the Soul Cleansing Pond was, and there was no way to determine if he could find the pond water at the bottom, could he make some Soul Cleansing Pond water himself?
Such a thick Soul Fog, logically speaking, should be able to form Soul Water with a little guidance and condensation. This was the same principle as the condensation of fog. As for how to guide the condensation of Soul Fog, Lu Ye had some ideas.
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