CHAPTER 39: CHAPTER 38: ALL ELEMENTS MAGIC SOUL

Ye Beiming suddenly realized that just now, Yang Shuo had devoured his Magic Soul, and now that Yang Shuo was executed, only half of the Magic Soul had returned to his body.

The remaining half?

Not good! Yun Sheng is in danger.

Little Black and Bobbie were also confused, looking towards their master not far away.

Earlier, when Yang Shuo spat out the Magic Soul, it went straight towards Yun Sheng without deviation.

The Magic Soul is an illusory spiritual power like mist; logically, upon encountering Yun Sheng, who has a physique unsuitable for magic, it should have dissipated immediately.

But a strange scene occurred just as the Five-colored Magic Soul enveloped Yun Sheng.

The Five-colored Magic Elements, like water, surged toward Yun Sheng, entering through her hair, skin, limbs, and mouth and nose.

When the Magic Elements first entered her body, Yun Sheng only felt alternating sensations of cold and heat all over her body, at times severely expanding and then violently contracting.

There’s a saying that goes, if a pie falls from the sky, you still need to have the ability to catch it.

Ye Beiming is a rare individual with a Five Elements Magic Soul by nature, and since he’s been practicing martial arts since childhood, he has a robust physique.

Yet Yun Sheng had never felt a true Magic Soul enter a body; for a while, she felt her entire body being engulfed by all sorts of active Magic Elements.

Her body felt like an overinflated balloon, about to burst at any moment.

It was precisely because Ye Beiming knew about this that he wanted to step forward and save Yun Sheng, but it was already too late.

Just when Yun Sheng thought she was about to split apart and perish, the Shennong Medical Bracelet on her wrist emitted a soft glow.

The light quickly smoothed the restless Magic Elements in Yun Sheng’s body.

Yun Sheng felt as if a spring breeze had brushed through her insides; the Magic Elements swiftly merged into her bloodstream, making her body feel much lighter as if it had been cleansed and baptized.

After a while, when the Magic Elements in Yun Sheng’s body had completely settled down, she stared blankly for a long time before exclaiming, "I ate your Magic Soul!"

"Half of the Magic Soul," only after realizing that Yun Sheng was now safe, Ye Beiming felt at ease enough to recuperate for a moment.

"Uh," Yun Sheng became aware that she had just brazenly robbed Ye Beiming of half of his Magic Soul.

The half of the Magic Soul that Great Mage Yang had painstakingly tried to seize was unexpectedly intercepted by her halfway.

"You just took half of my Magic Soul for free, don’t you have even a bit of gratitude, or are you saying? You had planned to loot a burning house, you seem even shrewder than Yang Shuo," Ye Beiming’s bewitching face leaned in close, whispering in Yun Sheng’s ear.

"Nonsense... I won’t just take your Magic Soul for nothing, how much money do you want," Yun Sheng, backed into a corner, was hurriedly making eye signals to her two Demon Beasts.

But little did she know that both small creatures were the kind that only bully the weak and fear the strong; seeing that the opponent was an All-element Mage, they stood by without moving an inch.

"The Five-colored Magic Soul, how much do you think it’s worth? One hundred thousand Imperial Purple Gold Coins? Or..." Ye Beiming pretended to ponder.

"A pair of eyes! Ye Beiming, I took half of your Magic Soul, I’ll trade it for a pair of eyes," Yun Sheng, driven to desperation, her eyes darted around, suddenly glancing at the still warm corpse of Yang Shuo lying on the ground.

"You can cure my eyes? Little Wildcat, I don’t believe you can heal my eyes. You should know that even before Yang Shuo, not even the Imperial Physician could heal my eyes," Ye Beiming was only teasing Yun Sheng, but who knew that this Little Wildcat actually claimed she could cure his eyes.

"Your blindness is congenital, and the doctors of the Wuji Continent naturally can’t help you," said Yun Sheng, who had already made up her mind about Ye Beiming’s eyes. To cure them, a corneal transplant was necessary.

A corneal transplant, the most crucial part, requires a pair of viable corneas for transplant.

With the current medical conditions on the Wuji Continent, it is very difficult to obtain a suitable pair of corneas for Ye Beiming, but now, the freshly deceased Yang Shuo just happens to be an ideal "donor."

"How confident are you?" Ye Beiming had witnessed Yun Sheng’s Medical Skills, which indeed were different from the Ancient Medical Skills of the Wuji Continent.

Should he trust her?

"Trust me, and you will see the light of day again. If you don’t trust me, you’ll remain blind. You are a genius with Dual Cultivation of Magic and Martial Arts, but as a blind man, your talent has never truly been showcased. Ye Beiming, don’t you want to reclaim everything that belongs to you?" asked Yun Sheng sternly.

Yun Sheng was very clever, she remembered what Yang Shuo had said before.

Given Ye Beiming’s bearing and his proficiency with the national laws, he was certainly not of common birth, and his fall to Banana Leaf Village must have its own hardships.

The two of them can be considered to have shared weal and woe, and by some mistakes, Yun Sheng even took half of his Magic Soul. Out of a sense of guilt, Yun Sheng decided to take action and help Ye Beiming with the corneal transplant.

"And if you fail?" There was no sign of joy or anger on Ye Beiming’s face.

"I will not fail," Yun Sheng said confidently.

This was the Little Wildcat he knew. At such times, she was bound to be full of pride, with confidence shining in her eyes.

It felt as though his heart was being scratched by claws, and Ye Beiming really wanted to see Little Wildcat’s face with his own eyes.

"If you can cure my eyes, not only will I not pursue the matter of you stealing my Magic Soul, but I will also give you a generous gift," Ye Beiming half-joked, half-serious, "With the Magic Soul, plus your ability to summon Demon Beasts, you would be a true Summoner. Every Summoner should have their own servant, and Yun Sheng, if you cure my eyes, I, Ye Beiming, swear by my Mother’s name, to become your servant and remain steadfast and true."

The young man’s magnetic voice teased Yun Sheng’s eardrums.

Servant?! What is that?

Yun Sheng didn’t know that when a Summoner performs a summoning chant, they are at their most vulnerable, which is why they often have their own loyal servants by their side.

A servant is not a slave; their nature is more like that of a companion to the Summoner. They move together, inseparable, lending a hand when needed.

The majority of servants are Martial Artists, but not every Summoner necessarily has a servant.

"I don’t want you to be my servant; I already have a War Beast," Yun Sheng said, her heart pounding uncontrollably as her face flushed red.

"Those two little milk beasts of yours, who knows how long it will take for them to grow up. Go ahead with the treatment you mentioned. If you succeed, even if I have to chase you to the ends of the earth, I will follow you," Ye Beiming put his joking aside, indicating to Yun Sheng that she could start the treatment.

Yun Sheng frowned and glared fiercely at her own two unimpressive small War Beasts.

"We don’t have much time; we must find a suitable place for the operation in two hours, where there is enough light. Don’t forget to bring along the body of Great Mage Yang; he is, after all, the main character today," Yun Sheng quickly regained her composure.

First, she had Bo Bo return to the Beast Space, then had Little Black scout ahead. Together with Ye Beiming, they carried Yang Shuo’s body out of the cave, in search of an appropriate spot for the operation.