CHAPTER 810: CHAPTER 367: NO. 6

Wang Jixuan had long understood and practiced a very simple principle.

"Along the way."

His fellow senior brother once taught him various means for outdoor training, such as going to a workshop to shop, and if he found rare things, he shouldn’t directly reveal his excitement. Instead, he should hint, using a rare item that already seems expensive to negotiate, and it would be best to get the truly rare item as a bonus ’along the way.’

Wang Jixuan later tried this method in the one or two outdoor training sessions he had, attempting this approach.

Then he was almost tricked by loose cultivators at the workshop into pawning his Daoist robe!

The principles are universally applicable.

If he directly questioned Ye Zi about the source of the information, Ye Zi would surely become cautious;

His Kind Soul plan could not withstand scrutiny, for if scrutinized, there would be many errors and omissions.

Now, he must assume the role.

He was a lone soul banished by the Demon Thought;

A traveler far from home.

Pretending to be a Righteous Cultivator was also his strong suit... Ah, pff! He genuinely was a Righteous Cultivator! His mind was definitely not compromised!

Master Wang quickly got into character.

While Ye Zi went to change her clothes, his residual soul began attempting to break free from the bindings of the barrier Ye Zi had left behind.

Just as he struggled a few times, Ye Zi, now dressed in a light blue dress, jumped back with a radiant face like peach blossoms.

If someone saw her for the first time, they would probably describe her as ’brimming with energy,’ ’lively and cheerful,’ ’bright and dazzling.’

"Big brother," Ye Zi called out in a crisp voice, kneeling by the bedside, blinking gently, "don’t struggle randomly, your residual soul is very fragile, I won’t harm you, absolutely not."

Wang Jixuan frowned as he looked at Ye Zi.

Ye Zi reached out to pull Wang Jixuan’s arm.

Wang Jixuan’s residual soul suddenly flung his hand, and he scolded in a low voice, "Stay away from me! Demoness!"

"Ye Zi is not a demoness, Ye Zi is the cute Ye Zi."

Ye Zi smiled mischievously and approached.

She advanced, he retreated, but the bedside was enveloped by Ye Zi’s barrier, rendering Wang Jixuan’s ’Kind Soul’ completely unable to escape, quickly being pushed into a corner.

Ye Zi was now entirely enveloped in mana, fully capable of touching a spiritual body.

Wang Jixuan was now beginning to worry that his good name might just end up compromised here today...

"Alright, I won’t tease you anymore."

Ye Zi chuckled:

"Come with me, big brother, I’ll take you to find a body."

"I, as a poor Daoist, would never commit murder to seize a body!"

"But didn’t you already do it once? That young man named Mu Liang."

Master Wang angrily said, "I woke up already in his deceased body!"

"Isn’t that the same?" Ye Zi blinked, "The body you entered was surely a recently deceased one, why care how he died, big brother?"

Wang Jixuan: ...

Ye Zi smiled obediently: "Moreover, big brother, you seem to have a problem now, your body has expelled you. Don’t you want to reclaim that body? Think of Ms. Tong, do you want to see her being bullied by your Demon Thought? They don’t understand Heart Demons, but I do."

"Who exactly are you!"

"I am Ye Zi!"

Tight-lipped indeed.

Wang Jixuan’s eyes narrowed slightly: "You are definitely not an ordinary human."

"You’ve discovered it," Ye Zi turned nimbly and landed off the bed.

She tapped about in her crystal slippers, her fair hand gently grasped, and the outer barrier immediately contracted, directly enveloping Wang Jixuan.

Then Ye Zi led Wang Jixuan toward the palace door.

There was movement at the doorway.

Galino, wearing a human skin, appeared at the palace door with several preachers.

Galino’s eyes behind the sunglasses were very empty, yet now tightly furrowed his brow.

As Ye Zi dragged Wang Jixuan’s residual soul like flying a kite, Galino raised a hand to stop Ye Zi.

"Who is he?"

"As you see, it’s the Black Storm," Ye Zi said with a smiling squint, "perhaps you don’t understand the principle behind it, but the stone sculptures I made and continuous prayers have worked, I captured him."

Galino asked, "Is this the one wisp of Black Storm’s soul?"

"The human world has gone mad searching for it."

Ye Zi patiently said:

"Cultivators are very special, they are mighty, with power originating from high-level civilizations, what they call the Cultivation Technique.

"This is a completely different path from Spirit Cultivators.

"The current Black Storm belongs to a stage of self-splitting, his desire incarnation has expelled his reason, this is his reason... trust me, if there’s any way to restrain Black Storm, this would be it."

"Hmph!"

Wang Jixuan snorted coldly:

"This poor Daoist is merely a tiger fallen on flatland today, even if this poor Daoist dies and the Dao perishes, with soul scattered to the winds, I will never let you succeed!"

Galino slowly nodded and stepped aside to clear the path.

"What do you need?" it asked.

"Freedom."

Ye Zi’s gaze suddenly turned sharp, and as she passed by Galino, her voice directly pierced into Galino’s nervous system.

"Don’t disturb me, or I’ll turn you back into a bug."

Galino remained silent, watching Ye Zi drag Wang Jixuan’s residual soul away.

Wang Jixuan cautiously looked around.

He was already familiar with the layout here, but now he had to perfectly portray the expression of someone new to the environment.

Dozens of Fake Spiritual Slave corpses, all young males, were already parked beside the palace.

"Big brother, please pick one!"

Ye Zi smiled:

"This is just for temporary transition, I will definitely help you regain your body, but before that, I also need to leave my mark on your soul."

She turned her head to look at Wang Jixuan’s soul.

Wang Jixuan stiffened his neck, coldly watching Ye Zi.