txolops Chapter 133 Harvesting the Crying Soul! Encountering the Purple Spirit!
Chapter 133 Harvesting the Crying Soul! Encountering the Purple Spirit!
"Alright, I'll hand over the Soul of Cry... However, I hope you can protect me and help me through the first trial."
After a moment of silence, Yuan Yao had no choice but to agree.
Although she felt unwilling, reason told her that this was the only option.
The red-robed cultivator, who was at the peak of the Core Formation stage, couldn't even withstand a single move from this person—he died inexplicably, without even having time to resist.
Yuan Yao knew that even if she did her best to resist, her outcome wouldn't be much better than that of the red-robed cultivator.
Rather than throwing your life away in vain, it's better to be sensible.
At least, by following this "senior," we should be able to get through the first hurdle safely.
"You're smart to know what's good for you."
Lin Chuan smiled and nodded.
He was not a bloodthirsty person, and since the other party was sensible, he didn't mind giving them some protection.
Yuan Yao took a deep breath and patted the spirit beast pouch at her waist.
next moment.
A dark figure darted out of the bag.
It was a small beast, no more than a foot tall, that resembled a monkey.
Its entire body was covered in a layer of emerald green fur, which glowed faintly in the dim, ghostly mist, making it appear exceptionally eerie. Most peculiar was its prominent, enormous nose, which took up almost half of its entire face!
It is the Soul-Crying Beast!
Lin Chuan's gaze sharpened.
This beast is not a naturally born spirit, but a peculiar creature created by a secret sect of the demonic path using a secret method.
The method of sacrificial refining is extremely bloody, requiring the blood sacrifice of countless living souls, which is against the natural order and is rare in the world.
The Soul-Crying Beast is not very useful normally, but it is born with the ability to absorb souls and devour ghosts!
No matter how powerful a demon, ghost, or vengeful spirit is, once it encounters this beast, it will be sucked into its belly with a gentle sniff from its enormous nose, and will be completely refined in no time!
That's incredibly powerful!
In the original story, Han Li relied on this beast to overcome countless tribulations. He never expected that this beast would now fall into his hands.
"Chirp chirp!"
As soon as the wailing spirit landed, it immediately cried out excitedly, its little eyes darting around and its nose twitching incessantly, clearly having smelled the "delicious food" that made its mouth water—this land of ghostly mist was full of its favorite "food".
"Senior, this is the Soul Ringing Pearl."
Yuan Yao spat out a grayish-black bead from her mouth, which fell into her palm. The bead was only the size of a fingernail, with faint runes flowing on its surface, emanating an eerie aura.
"My current strength is not enough to fully refine it. Senior, you only need to erase the divine imprint on it and refine it again to control this Soul-Crying Beast."
She handed the beads to Lin Chuan, her hands trembling slightly, her eyes filled with heartache and reluctance.
She obtained this Soul-Crying Beast at great risk, yet now she has to give it away.
But she also knew that she was already very lucky to have survived and dared not ask for more.
Lin Chuan accepted the Soul-Sounding Pearl.
Sure enough, there was a faint mark of divine consciousness on the bead, which was left by Yuan Yao.
With his current spiritual awareness, comparable to that of a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, erasing this mark would be a piece of cake.
With a thought, a powerful surge of divine consciousness flowed into the bead, instantly washing away Yuan Yao's mark completely.
Yuan Yao let out a muffled groan, her face paling slightly. Her connection with the Soul-Sounding Pearl had been completely severed.
Lin Chuan swallowed the bead and enveloped it with his divine sense, beginning the initial refining process.
A moment later, he was able to sense the vague thoughts coming from the Howling Soul Beast—a sense of curiosity, closeness, and a longing for the countless "delicacies" in this land of ghostly mist.
The initial purification process is complete.
We'll deal with the rest completely when we have time later.
"Come on, I'll take you to eat something delicious."
Lin Chuan issued a command to Ti Hun through mental connection, and then stepped into the depths of the ghostly mist.
The crying soul chirped happily, following behind him.
Yuan Yao bit her lip and silently followed.
……
Next, Lin Chuan began to actively search for the ghosts in the Ghostly Place.
To others, these ghosts are a deadly threat; but to the weeping spirits, they are the best tonic.
When encountering weak ghosts, Lin Chuan would directly use his magic to imprison them and bring them to Ti Hun.
The wailing spirit excitedly pounced forward, and a beam of yellow light shot out from its enormous nose. With a gentle inhale, the ghost turned into a wisp of black smoke and was sucked into its nose, not even having time to struggle.
When encountering someone slightly stronger, Lin Chuan would severely injure them with the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword, then hand them over to Ti Hun to finish them off.
They swept through the land with unstoppable momentum.
Yuan Yao followed behind, her heart pounding with fear. This "senior's" strength far exceeded her expectations.
Those ghosts that terrified her were like clay chickens and earthen dogs in front of him, utterly vulnerable.
……
One hour later.
A colossal creature appeared ahead.
It was a ghostly creature several meters tall, shaped like a giant, its body shrouded in black mist, its two eyes like burning will-o'-the-wisps, radiating a chilling pressure.
Ghost King!
A powerful being comparable to a peak Core Formation cultivator, and already possessing a certain level of intelligence!
"The Soul-Crying Demon... How can such a monster exist!"
When the Ghost King saw the Weeping Soul, a flicker of fear flashed in its eyes. It seemed to recognize this natural enemy and instinctively wanted to retreat.
But would Lin Chuan let it escape?
But would Lin Chuan let it escape?
With a thought, eighteen Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Swords flew out from his dantian, transforming into eighteen golden sword lights, carrying crackling evil-repelling divine thunder, and pursued and intercepted the Ghost King!
Wherever the sword light passed, the ghostly mist melted away. The Ghost King let out a mournful roar, desperately trying to resist, but its pitch-black ghostly mist dissipated rapidly before the golden lightning, like ice and snow meeting fire.
"cut!"
Lin Chuan let out a low shout, and eighteen sword lights slashed down simultaneously!
The Ghost King let out a miserable cry as its massive body was slashed open with countless wounds, and black mist surged wildly. It desperately tried to escape, but was firmly trapped by the sword light.
The moment it revealed its weakness—
The soul cried out.
A beam of yellow light shot out from its nose, hitting the Ghost King precisely!
The Ghost King's body suddenly froze, then began to tremble violently. It let out a desperate roar, but was powerless to break free from the pull of the yellow beam of light.
A moment later, its massive body transformed into a thick plume of black smoke, which was drawn in by the yellow beam of light and continuously inhaled into Tihun's nostrils.
"Chirp! Chirp!"
The crying soul was so excited that it danced around, its little eyes narrowed into slits, clearly having benefited greatly from this "feast".
……
Three hours later.
Lin Chuan sensed something unusual ahead—there were ghosts fighting with human cultivators.
He approached quietly, accompanied by Ti Hun and Yuan Yao.
After passing through a thick fog, the view ahead gradually became clear.
A woman in purple palace attire is fighting a powerful demon.
The ghostly aura was powerful, comparable to the early stage of Core Formation, while the woman in purple was only at the late stage of Foundation Establishment. She was clearly no match for it and could only barely hold on.
The woman was tall and slender, with a graceful and light figure, her clothes flowing like those of a celestial maiden. A faint purple aura shrouded her face, clearly a minor spell to conceal her appearance.
But how powerful was Lin Chuan's divine sense?
In addition, he had cultivated a secret technique called the Mysterious Eye—which not only allowed him to see precious light but also to perceive illusions.
Naturally, he saw through the woman's little trick at a glance and saw her true face.
Her skin was as smooth as jade, and her appearance was exceptionally beautiful; she possessed an elegant yet alluring charm, a blend of cold beauty and gentleness, and a combination of ethereal grace and earthly allure.
"She's a real beauty."
Lin Chuan sighed inwardly.
He already knew the woman's identity—the Purple Spirit Fairy, a core figure of the Wonderful Sound Sect, and the undisputed number one beauty of the Chaotic Star Sea.
Lin Chuan had seen this woman's true face many times before using the flying lizard and the image-recording bead.
But seeing it in person was even more stunning than the images captured in the photo pearl.