That night, Jing Shuixiang drew a bad lot.
The couple finished their daily routine and lay on the couch.
The once Elder of the Divine Wood Hall had a petite figure, exquisite and graceful...
Among Li Yuan’s many wives, her figure was the most similar to Lady Yan’s, yet when it ca to "combat", she was the fiercest.
This was completely different from Lady Yan.
Lady Yan was like a gentle yet biting rabbit, a perfect model of a virtuous wife and loving mother, capable in both the kitchen and the parlor.
Whereas, Jing Shuixiang was like a ferocious lioness, dominating and imposing in daily life, and fiercely consistent in the intimacy of marriage.
Even at this mont, she still lay on top.
Li Yuan was at ease, running his fingers like a comb through her long hair, admiring his wife’s appearance.
Before his eyes were fair skin, soft curves, and blinking enchanting eyes.
He grasped her hands, gently kneading them.
Jing Shuixiang’s culinary skills were excellent, able to create a variety of delicacies, making her the best cook among his wives.
He moved here and there.
Jing Shuixiang was no stranger to Li Yuan’s touch on the first day, yet she lazily avoided exchanging with Cui Huayin or Yaojue, unsure if Li Yuan treated them the sa.
Feeling overwheld by his touch, she rolled over to change positions, snuggling into his embrace.
Li Yuan held his delicate dove-like wife, his thoughts wandering.
Thinking back, it was quite amusing.
Aside from Zhenyan Xue, his wives always ca in pairs, one petite, one tall.
Previously, Yan Yu was petite, Xue Ning tall.
Now, Jing Shuixiang petite, Cui Huayin tall.
But their personalities were vastly different.
He let his thoughts soar again, pondering what other experiences he could have in the future, and what kind of people he would et in his long life.
After contemplating for a while, he reined in his thoughts and silently felt the "Eight Hundred and Fifty-Six Blade Ancestral Talisman" within him.
The layered Talisman Seeds were like strange lotus petals surrounding the Ancestral Talisman, filled with violent thoughts within.
Li Yuan, feeling especially good about his current state, held his wife while quietly pressing the Ancestral Talisman to his heart.
He always rembered the "mass grave" displayed by Qing Hancheng and his son’s "clone".
There was no reason why Qing Hancheng and his son could use this power, yet he could not.
At the instant he pressed the Ancestral Talisman into his heart, Jing Shuixiang’s body suddenly shuddered, her eyes widened with a hint of fear, her breath slowed as if her throat was choked.
Li Yuan withdrew the Ancestral Talisman, and she gasped for air, as if having been rescued from drowning.
"What were you doing just now?"
Jing Shuixiang asked.
Li Yuan replied, "Just experinting with a power, but I never quite grasp it."
After speaking, he held his wife and started discussing with her how "this thought could create a world in flesh".
Jing Shuixiang, knowing the future implications of "this cultivation skill", was always pushing down her panic, optimistically thinking "when the ti cos, there will be a solution." Now, hearing Li Yuan bring this up, she couldn’t hold back anymore, worry mingling with excitent as she discussed with Li Yuan, hoping to find "the right path" through the discussion.
This discussion lasted the whole night.
The next morning...
Jing Shuixiang said, "The ghost’s origin is obsession, and when this obsession is planted in Yin Qi, it becos a ghost.
The Martial Artist’s power is similar, with the Talisman Seed as a powerful thought; when this thought is planted in Shadow Blood, it creates increasingly strong power.
Ultimately, everything in this world might just be made up of a divine soul and flesh."
Li Yuan nodded, feeling that even in another world, it was still a "relationship between matter and consciousness", and he added casually: "The obsession of ordinary people is not strong, but death intensifies the feeble obsession, which is then magnified by Yin Qi, thus turning into a ghost.
But for you, practicing the Divine Wood Hall’s cultivation skill, there is an inherent flaw with the divine soul. It is not apparent initially, but at higher levels, it becos impossible to balance with the flesh, leading to bodily collapse, stepping into death, or unable to progress further."
Jing Shuixiang said, "If the divine soul is supplented, not necessarily..."
Li Yuan interrupted, "All Shadow Blood Skills are peculiar; they lack compatibility. A divine soul matches with a type of Shadow Blood, so even if you enhance the divine soul later, it’s a soul detached from the power, this is futile."
Jing Shuixiang said quietly, "Ping’an is fortunate; he has Innate Shadow Blood."
Li Yuan said, "So that’s why he can clone."
Jing Shuixiang absentmindedly gazed out the window and said, "A world of the divine soul?"
She was in a daze for a while, then suddenly said, "Are we just a flock of lambs bound in flesh?"
Li Yuan said, "They probably only want the strongest divine soul, otherwise they wouldn’t use the Withered and Flourishing Sword to harvest. As long as you don’t reach that point, you won’t be harvested."
He silently added in his heart, "This is different for . I can take it all, though I haven’t killed anyone"...
Jing Shuixiang discussed these matters, becoming more bewildered.
At first, she had been suppressing her thoughts well, thinking "since I’ve already acquired the original Visualization Image and all subsequent cultivation skills, it’s better to just improve the realm and worry about the rest later", but now, the more she discussed, the more clearly she saw her own end and future.
She hugged Li Yuan tightly with so unease.
Her arrogance slowly diminished.
User Comments
0 comments from readers