Chapter 239: Spiritual Sight

When Qiao Yisi returned home with Naimi Xisi, her eldest son Qiao Nason·Bayers thought his mother was completely insane.

"What on earth do you still want, Mom? Wei Er is already dead; can you finally face reality? What good is bringing back a damn medium now?" Qiao Nason shouted angrily at Qiao Yisi, sitting helplessly on the sofa with his eyes reddened.

Wei Er was his beloved brother; learning of his death had already plunged him into a low mood, and having to deal with his mother's madness left him feeling exhausted.

Qiao Yisi choked and could not speak, Naimi Xisi was too lazy to answer, and only Jim stood nearby with a look of wanting to speak but holding back.

"Hey Qiao Nason, your mother isn't lying to you; this gentleman really does have skill," Jim said gloomily on behalf of Naimi Xisi.

He looked at Qiao Nason now as if he were looking at himself a few hours earlier; had he not witnessed the inhuman methods of the person beside him, he wouldn't have believed it. Yet he felt uneasy saying harsh words to Qiao Nason, lest he end up insulting himself as well.

Qiao Nason stared at Jim in disbelief, and after confirming the words were sincere, his face turned ashen.

Sheriff Jim had long held prestige in the town, and Qiao Nason didn't believe he was merely messing with his mother.

"Sheriff Jim, what's wrong with you? Did this hippie also deceive you?"

Qiao Nason painfully scratched his scalp, glanced at the man before him—handsome indeed, but his silver hair was clearly dyed by a rock‑star type. Such a person, a medium?

Overwhelmed by grief, he could no longer act alongside his mother; he felt suffocated, wanted to flee everything, grabbed his clothes and bolted out the door.

"Tch," Naimi Xisi sneered, "Is this the son of both of you? You're truly equally foolish."

He gave Jim a once‑over, and his words flushed both faces. Qiao Yisi whispered in defense, "He's not ours; he's from my ex‑husband."

Naimi Xisi waved a hand to cut her off, "Enough, I don't have time for your love history. Is this the place where you contact your son?"

Qiao Yisi quickly nodded in response.

"Turn off the lights, then bring six candles, some salt, and a bowl of blood from Wei Er's relative."

Qiao Yisi and Jim hurried to obey Naimi Xisi's orders. Candles and salt were already at home and were found easily; the blood proved more troublesome.

Though a woman, Qiao Yisi, desperate to save her child, endured the pain, slit her own palm, repeatedly pressed the wound, and collected enough blood for a bowl.

Having lost too much blood, she looked pale, but she still handed over the bowl of blood.

"So, what should we do next?" Qiao Yisi asked Naimi Xisi cautiously.

Naimi Xisi took the blood, sat on the floor, and with a finger dipped in it began tracing a hexagram on the ground before him.

"I haven't located the Rift between Ying Ying Ming Jie and Earth, so I can't go to Ying Ying Ming Jie yet. The Divination spell will open—what's it called? —the contact channel for Wei Er; you'll guide him to a safe hiding place."

Naimi Xisi's tone was indifferent; Qiao Yisi didn't understand most of the words, but she already knew her son was in the place called Ying Ying Ming Jie, and she quickly nodded in agreement.

The blood‑drawn hexagram completed swiftly, its runes intricate; when the blood ran low, Qiao Yisi didn't hesitate to slit her other palm, squeezing out another bowl of blood.

It wasn't that Naimi Xisi was deliberately making it hard for her; the world's Magic Net was dormant, only Mana remained unaffected. His use of the Divination spell suffered severe efficacy loss and required extremely complex casting steps and a long duration, each indispensable.

In fact, the Dark Earth where Fa Qi resides is just like that; Naimi Xisi recalled hearing him describe the Second Ring Shaping Energy System Spell "Burning Hand" on Dark Earth, which only made the caster's hand scorchingly hot. That's absurd, considering that in Frelen, "Burning Hand" lets the caster hurl a raging flame to incinerate any enemy within five meters.

Yet even so, the weak "Burning Hand" on Dark Earth still requires a five‑minute ritual to cast.

Spells in the Age of Dharma Decline are pitiful to this degree.

In contrast, Mana, though lacking the myriad variations and mature systems of spells and possessing far fewer casting resources than mages, draws its power from the practitioner themselves; wherever they are, as long as their inner worldview remains intact, the Heart Over Matter power will manifest without reservation.

After the diagram was finished, Naimi Xisi carefully sprinkled salt bit by bit over the blood's path, then placed the six candles at the six vertices of the hexagram and lit them one by one.

Blood of kin forms the foundation, tearing open the realm's gate. The salt that repels demons guards the passage, intimidating the shadows' devils. Finally, the gentle candle flames within the hexagram summon the lost souls.

This is the Divination's Seven Ring Spell — 【Spiritual Sight】.

If he were in Frelen, Naimi Xisi could achieve the spell with just a few incantations. Here, however, he must resort to the most primitive ritual methods. "Spiritual Sight" is a Seven Ring Spell, cannot be cast instantly by super‑magic, and he can't skip any of the damned steps.

"vigoremconjurospirituslevitas"

In the dark room, only the candlelight glowed faintly. Qiao Yisi and Jim dared not make a sound, even their swallowing was barely audible as they listened intently to the tangled incantation.

"Buzz"

!

A buzzing sound suddenly rang out, light yet striking to the ears.

Above the diagram, a faint blue haze suddenly emerged; it was so dim that without Qiao Yisi's careful observation, one could not even distinguish it from the darkness.

"It's… it's here!" Qiao Yisi couldn't help shouting, then quickly covered her mouth and glanced furtively at Naimi Xisi, fearing she'd disrupt his sorcery.

This supernatural scene made Qiao Yisi and Jim even more convinced that it was their only hope of finding Wei Er, yet Naimi Xisi was dissatisfied with the spell's effect.

As a Juan Ce Long, although he had never cast "Spiritual Sight," he understood its effects clearly.

Under normal circumstances, "Spiritual Sight" summons a shimmering mirror of dazzling blue light, through which the caster can break planar limits to probe other dimensions.

Yet the distances between planes are vast; typically the caster must have a clear target and related tokens to perform the spell. That's why Naimi Xisi required Qiao Yisi's blood.

The barely visible dim haze before them starkly contrasted with the spell's effect in his memory, and Naimi Xisi even doubted in his heart whether he could summon Wei Er.

As expected, any spell in the Age of Dharma Decline produces effects as shoddy as a low‑budget film's footage.

Fortunately, when the spell completed, the dim haze twisted into a mass and became a murky mirror.

"Mom… is that you?"

(End of Chapter)