When she arrived, nurous cultivators had already opened the city gate.
Lu Zhiyuan, who had been lingering outside the city, also walked in slowly.
The cultivators of the Shen Family only saw him exuding a milky white glow all over, his steps so light that they made no sound at all.
As soon as Lu Zhiyuan’s figure passed through the city gate, Shen Li, wearing a long gown of plain silk, flew over from within the city.
"Miss."
All the cultivators saluted her respectfully upon seeing her.
After nodding, Shen Li’s gaze turned towards the slowly approaching Lu Zhiyuan, her pupils slightly constricting, and she imdiately stepped forward to et him.
"Sir, you..."
Lu Zhiyuan simply smiled at her, without any reaction.
Shen Li’s face was grave, and after a slight hesitation, she took out a superior jade scroll from her storage bag.
Imdiately, a ghostly blue spirit light flashed in her hand, quickly engraving several complex talismans on the jade scroll.
Once those talismans were completed, the entire jade scroll began to emit a captivating and soul-stirring light.
"Go!"
Not daring to delay, as soon as the jade scroll was completed, Shen Li directly cast it above Lu Zhiyuan’s head.
With the activation of her spiritual power, the jade scroll showered down a swathe of ghostly blue light.
As soon as the glow flickered and vanished, Lu Zhiyuan in front of everyone’s eyes also disappeared.
Shen Li remotely absorbed the jade scroll into her hand and turned to head towards the Black Water Pavilion.
The remaining Shen Family cultivators, until her figure completely disappeared, could not figure out what exactly happened.
What thod did their young lady use?
How did a perfectly fine person disappear into thin air?
Among the many cultivators, only a few who had reached the Perfection Realm of Qi Cultivation seed to have realized sothing, a trace of sorrow flashing through their eyes.
Their fathers or themselves had been enlightened at the academy in their youth, receiving so teachings from Lu Zhiyuan.
With a rough guess in their hearts, they naturally felt sowhat sad.
...
Black Water Pavilion.
Shen Li did not take the front door but flew in directly through a second-story window.
Sitting cross-legged, Shen Yuan slowly opened his eyes, seeing her grave expression, he frowned and said, "Girl, what’s wrong?"
Shen Li didn’t speak, slowly raising the jade scroll in her hand and channeling her spiritual power.
The next mont, a white light suddenly shot out from the jade scroll, transforming into the figure of Lu Zhiyuan.
Upon seeing this, Shen Yuan swiftly stood up.
"Sir!?"
"The sir’s divine spirit left his mortal shell too long ago and returned to Yunshui City purely by instinct," Shen Li said, her words tinged with regret and a subtle, lancholic sorrow.
Hearing this, Shen Yuan’s body stiffened slightly.
When Lu Zhiyuan left Yunshui City all those years ago, his body was already aging, and now, upon return, only his divine spirit remained.
It seems that his mortal shell had already completely decayed.
"Li’Er, Witch Cultivators have so research on divine spirits, do you have a solution?"
Shen Yuan’s voice trembled as he spoke.
Having known Lu Zhiyuan for a century, the hundred years of friendship made him unwilling to watch his old friend’s divine spirit slowly dissipate like this.
After a mont of contemplation, Shen Li spoke, "Li’Er does have a way to try."
"However... since the sir’s divine spirit returned to Yunshui City, he must have so last words to communicate."
"Li’Er has already sent soone to notify Brother Chongxuan."
"Brother Chongxuan possesses the Literary Heart and contains Vast Righteous Qi, aligning with the sir’s divine spirit, allowing him to temporarily borrow his body to communicate so last words."
As soon as her words fell, hurried footsteps were heard from the first floor of the Black Water Pavilion.
Shen Chongxuan appeared on the second floor of the Black Water Pavilion. Upon seeing Lu Zhiyuan, he instinctively approached to hold his hand.
"Master Ancestor."
But as his hand touched Lu Zhiyuan’s body, it went straight through.
"Chongxuan, this is the sir’s divine spirit..."
Shen Yuan said in a low voice.
Hearing this, Shen Chongxuan widened his eyes in disbelief.
"Master Ancestor he..."
"Brother Chongxuan, don’t worry and fret."
"Li’Er brought you here to allow the sir’s divine spirit to borrow your body."
"To see if he still has any last words."
Upon hearing this, Shen Chongxuan did not hesitate and imdiately nodded in agreent.
Both Shen Li and Lu Zhiyuan were people he trusted the most, so naturally, he wouldn’t have any concerns.
"Brother Chongxuan, calm your heart spirit, offer no resistance, Li’Er will begin now."
Hearing this, Shen Chongxuan nodded, then suppressed the sorrow in his heart and slowly closed his eyes.
Seeing this, Shen Li imdiately acted.
Her fair palm carved a series of strange ghostly blue lines in the void.
These ghostly blue lines ford a massive talismanic shadow between Lu Zhiyuan’s divine spirit and Shen Chongxuan’s body.
With Shen Li’s spiritual power infused, the talisman drew Lu Zhiyuan’s divine spirit slowly into Shen Chongxuan’s body.
After Shen Chongxuan’s body quivered slightly, his eyelids fluttered a few tis before slowly opening.
"Younger Brother Shen?"
Seeing Shen Yuan’s figure suddenly, Lu Zhiyuan, using Shen Chongxuan’s body, spoke.
His eyes revealed surprise and delight.
Shen Yuan nodded heavily.
"Sir, where is your mortal body resting?"
"I will arrange for soone to retrieve it so you may be laid to rest."
"Lu Zhiyuan" gently shook his head with a faint smile: "I no longer rember..."
"Just as I walked, the aged shell could sustain no longer."
"My divine spirit simply left the shell, wandering, gradually falling into endless darkness."
He looked down at himself with surprise and said, "Is this Chongxuan’s body?"
Shen Li nodded, "The sir’s divine spirit has been away from his body for too long, falling into a state of bewildernt."
"Now, it is by borrowing Brother Chongxuan’s body’s nourishnt that he has temporarily awakened."
User Comments
0 comments from readers