Chapter 154: 218. Secluded in a Quiet Room, the Experiment on the Path of the Lost Spirit (4.7K - Seeking Subscriptions)

【Name: Song Cheng】

【Talent: Chang Sheng Bu Lao】

【Add Points: 9451 points】

【Realm: Earth Grade Grade B】

【Cultivation Method】

Water Spirit Illuminating Heaven Scripture (Earth Grade Grade B) (Completion)

Seal of Mountains and Rivers (Earth Grade Grade C) (Completion Mastery) Strength: 16469~20863 Song Cheng scanned his own panel, recalling Jing Shifei's strength.

Jing Shifei is 14200~24800.

Her lower limit is not as high as his, but her upper limit is stronger than his.

Clearly, besides cultivation methods, Earth Grade Grade B also has other ways to improve.

This is not a combat technique, because the "Water Spirit Illuminating Heaven Scripture" does not record any combat techniques, and "Earth Grade Grade B" is already the highest level that the "Water Spirit Illuminating Heaven Scripture" can reach.

Song Cheng closed his eyes, continuing to sense the power of this "Earth Grade Grade B".

This realm is extremely peculiar.

In terms of power, it can be summarized in one sentence: the power used for the Seal of Mountains and Rivers has increased.

But besides this... Song Cheng's expression tightened slightly, and his pupils suddenly became profound.

His gaze fell downward, landing on a vast, boundless ocean that seemed like a galaxy.

That ocean was as black as eternal night, and the rumbling sound of the waves seemed to hide the great power of stars being born and dying; even if all living beings shouted here, they would be no better than insects. Song Cheng looked down at the sea, and in an instant, he thought of the "Taiyin Illusion Sea" that Lian Chanxi spoke of.

And above the ocean was a snow-white, blinding sky.

That sky was so bright that even the Spirit of Mountains and Rivers would quickly lose its sight if it looked up. 'Is it the sun?'

After watching for a moment, Song Cheng withdrew his gaze.

At this moment, the door was gently pushed open.

It was Jing Shifei.

Jing Shifei's mood was very heavy and also very bad.

She had almost fallen into a trap.

The Brother Shi she worried about... was actually the initiator of this trap.

Why it turned out this way, she had not yet figured out.

Was Shi Feng forced, or was he enticed by something?

But what could entice him? Jing Shifei remembered Shi Feng; he was a natural leader with a steady temperament, extremely cautious in everything he did. How could such a person betray them so abruptly? For a moment, she felt inexplicably disheartened and lost, a hollow sense of loss suddenly welling up.

Although this sense of loss was far from enough to cause her to develop a heart demon, it was indeed real.

Jing Shifei felt somewhat uncomfortable.

She entered the room and glanced at the youth sitting in front of the desk. She intended to withdraw her gaze, but her gaze seemed to be stuck, staring fixedly and tightly at the youth, unable to move away.

The youth's originally light, ethereal ink-wash body had become extremely solid, black and white distinct like the most exquisite porcelain, and the circulating aura was like precious fresh ink splashed on paper that had not yet dried.

And the aura emanating from his body was... Jing Shifei's beautiful eyes widened, her small mouth slightly agape, as she incredulously discerned that aura.

But no matter how she discerned it, the conclusion she reached was: the youth before her was not only a True Spirit Realm existence, but also, like her, one who had already reached the Completion of the True Spirit Realm.

But this was impossible.

She had cultivated for ten thousand years to reach this point, and the youth before her... how old was he?

Song Cheng looked back at Jing Shifei.

The True Spirit Realm is not comparable to realms in the mortal world of martial arts.

A Martial Artist can still hide their strength.

But in the Reappearance World, this is not easy.

The Mountain and River Lord realm still requires testing.

But the difference between the True Spirit Realm and the Mountain and River Lord is distinguishable at a glance.

Hiding is fundamentally impossible.

This was also the reason for his headache earlier.

Once he stepped out of this small room, everyone would discover that he had become a True Spirit Realm existence. Therefore, Song Cheng let out a long sigh.

Jing Shifei blinked, looking at him sighing with a strange expression, and then this Vice Palace Master of Xuanqing Palace also sighed.

Song Cheng continued to sigh.

Jing Shifei, however, seemed to have confirmed and accepted the reality.

When investigating Song Cheng, she had long since seen the miracles happening on him, but she never thought such miracles would continue to happen in the True Spirit Realm.

After all, the True Spirit Realm is far too different from other realms.

However, this miracle was still happening.

So, Jing Shifei smiled.

"Aunt, what are you smiling at?" Song Cheng rubbed his hair in distress, but seeing Jing Shifei's favorability not decrease but increase, becoming "99", he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Jing Shifei said: "In just a few days, you entered the True Spirit Realm Completion. Even for those with stunning talent, it would take a lifetime to barely reach it. You only spent a few days."

Her bad mood suddenly began to improve.

Song Cheng said: "But the realm is unstable and needs time to consolidate."

He had to continue to delay time, the more the better, and he needed to establish a deeper connection and alliance with the aunt before him.

He had no choice but to do so.

Jing Shifei was the only woman who knew his secret and could guide him toward deeper realms and control stronger power.

And Jing Shifei, seeing him admit it himself, was speechless, looking at him with eyes like she was looking at a monster.

Song Cheng sighed and said, "Aunt, the initiation ceremony is only a few days away."

Jing Shifei naturally understood the principle of "concealment."

Song Cheng had broken through to True Spirit Realm Completion in just a few days; just because she wasn't tempted didn't mean others wouldn't be, and if others found out about this, they might not refrain from taking action.

She helped Song Cheng because Song Cheng was her person, because she knew Song Cheng's character, and knew that as long as she steadily protected Song Cheng, she would inevitably be rewarded with protection in return.

But what about others?

Others did not have this obligation.

If she were in their shoes, if she knew that an initiation disciple from another faction had reached True Spirit Realm Completion in a few days, she would certainly ally with other fellow practitioners to go and question the secret, all under the banner of "this is for everyone's good."

The Dao is cruel, and cultivation is cruel.

An innocent man is innocent, but holding a jade ring is a crime.

Jing Shifei finally understood the reason for Song Cheng's sigh, and she also knew what she had to do.

"Song Cheng, the initiation ceremony is cancelled.

You returned from afar, were attacked by a mysterious person, and after much difficulty brought Shi Feng's conspiracy to me, you are now on the verge of death; I had intended to treat your wounds so you could enter the sect as promised.

But now, it must be postponed.

You shall stay in my room to calm your mind and heal, and see no one.

If there are any worldly affairs in the mortal realm, I will have Chanxi go resolve them for you.

Her Soul is currently located in the Wanling Empire in the human world, so it is easy for her to go to a neighboring country.

But for you, if you want to leave Xuanqing Palace, you need to walk to the main gate, and as soon as you step out of this gate, you will be in great danger."

Jing Shifei spoke eloquently, fabricating a reason for Song Cheng in an instant.

After speaking, she added with some concern: "Is there any problem?"

Song Cheng was still a young man; young yet powerful, it was inevitable that he might be impulsive.

"No problem, thank you for your trouble, Aunt."

"There is no need to call me Aunt; you were just following Lianchanxi's lead. But now, you are at the same level as me, so there is no need to call me that anymore," Jing Shifei thought for a moment and said, "Call me fellow Daoist."

"Let's stick with Aunt," Song Cheng smiled.

He had already made up his mind to establish a deep-level connection with Jing Shifei, so how could he let his "form of address" be downgraded? "Little Song is seriously injured?"

"Junior Brother is seriously injured?"

"Song Cheng... can't participate in the initiation ceremony?"

Suddenly, many disciples in Xuanqing Palace received the news.

Lianchanxi even ran to Jing Shifei's courtyard, asking: "Aunt, is Little Song alright?"

Jing Shifei shook her head.

Song Cheng's secret was of great importance, and she would not leak it to anyone.

The principle that "success is achieved through secrecy, and disaster comes from the mouth" was something the old demon who had lived for ten thousand years had always known very clearly.

Thus, Jing Shifei sighed softly and said: "He discovered some secrets, and in order to pass on these secrets, he returned to Xuanqing Palace early, but was intercepted and attacked by a mysterious person halfway.

I originally thought it was only a minor injury, but now the situation is not optimistic.

However, rest assured, Aunt will definitely try her best to heal him." Only then did Lian Chanxi withdraw.

"Chanxi came to look for you."

Returning to the room, Jing Shifei looked at the youth by the window and said softly, "If she knew your cultivation had already reached the True Spirit Realm, I wonder what she would think."

Song Cheng slowly shook his head and said: "Now is not the time to worry about these things. Wolves and tigers are all lying at our bedside; becoming stronger is what we should be concerned about. Since Aunt has already received the confirmation, then even if we delay, the battle with Shi Feng and the existence behind Shi Feng is still inevitable."

Jing Shifei said: "The enemy is in the dark, and I am in the light."

Song Cheng said: "Aunt, if you trust me, then stay with me and assist me with all your might. Afterwards, whoever I kill, you kill; if you trust me, I will not kill a single wrong person."

Jing Shifei fell silent.

The youth before her was becoming increasingly mysterious, and his powerful self-confidence also carried a sense of absolute certainty.

She had lived for ten thousand years and had never seen such a person, and since such a person had appeared, it was destined to turn the world upside down, and it was also destined to be her greatest opportunity.

The mundane world has the "merit of following the dragon," and Jing Shifei did not think this youth's potential was limited to the True Spirit Realm.

"I understand," Jing Shifei nodded gently, "I will delay as much as possible, and I will also collect techniques and spells for you as much as possible."

Song Cheng asked again: "Can one descend to the Yin-Yang Illusion Realm from here?"

Jing Shifei smiled: "Naturally, one can. If you want to leave Xuanqing Palace and go to the human world, you need to take the main gate. But if you want to go to the Yin-Yang Illusion Realm, there is no need for that; however, when returning from the Yin-Yang Illusion Realm later, you will still return to this place."

Song Cheng nodded.

A few days later... the several major factions originally invited to the Reappearance World all received notification: because Song Cheng was seriously injured, the initiation ceremony was cancelled. The grand assembly that was originally destined to stir up winds and clouds and bring many things to an end, just like that... disappeared.

Even if some people would overthink, would be suspicious, and would feel that it might not be as simple as being "injured."

However, who would ever think that an ordinary Mountain and River Lord had already achieved True Spirit Realm Completion in just a few days?

This was a scene that even a madman could not dream of.

This was also the reason why Jing Shifei was willing to "follow Song Cheng's suggestions" and was willing to "make everything in her plans center around Song Cheng."

In the main hall of Xuanqing Palace, She Yitu had his hands bound by special shackles, sitting on a high platform shaped like an Ink Plum, his head hanging down listlessly.

Many Xuanqing Palace disciples were below the platform, looking at the white-haired old man; they could already see a trace of strange red on the old man, a red that was emerging from the black and white colors.

In this black and white world, there was originally no red.

Red is the color of mourning.

Blinding, chaotic.

The person in the lead had the appearance of a refined scholar, with delicate features, black hair neatly tied up with a long hairpin, revealing a broad forehead, and black and white robes hanging quietly.

This was none other than the Palace Master of Xuanqing Palace, Dao Lingkun.

Dao Lingkun stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the old man on the high platform.

He lives in the first room on the left, naturally a Zhai-type existence.

In this struggle of "True Spirit and Lost Spirit," although he did not personally take the field, he was vaguely supporting the Lost Spirit Faction.

It was precisely because the two Palace Masters held different views that it caused intense confrontation among the disciples below.

And now, this kind of confrontation is dissipating.

Dao Lingkun said: "Palace Master Jing, what is your view?"

Jing Shifei said: "Give him a chance. Even if he truly turns into a mindless Lost Spirit, we can still join forces to suppress him in time."

Dao Lingkun smiled and shook his head, saying: "This seat truly did not expect that Palace Master Jing could figure this point out on her own. Correct, this seat was indeed born a Zhai."

But this matter has long been settled; whether it is Zhai or Zhen, once one becomes the Mountain and River Lord, there is you in me and me in you.

Whether it is Zhai or Zhen, they no longer exist; what remains is only the Mountain and River Lord.

This seat is a True Spirit, and this seat has no ulterior motives.

It is just that the era has changed, the human world is in peril, and it is difficult for a new Mountain and River Lord to be born.

One dies, one less.

Forget it, let us not speak of this; since you and I are already of one mind, that is truly for the best.

As for the matter of Shi Feng, this seat is also already aware.

You... what do you think?"

Jing Shifei said: "Sever all ties of loyalty and righteousness."

Dao Lingkun said: "Ambitious wolves, this time they almost tore down my Xuanqing Palace; if we had truly fallen for their schemes, the consequences would be unimaginable.

In this way, since your and my intentions are the same, outsiders will find it difficult to take advantage of the situation to enter.

Little Song has great merit in this matter; his injuries... is he alright?"

Jing Shifei sighed softly and said: "I will find a way."

Dao Lingkun said: "We cannot treat a meritorious official unfairly."

After the two finished speaking, they both looked at She Yitu, and Dao Lingkun said: "Little She, you may rest assured; Palace Master Jing and I will protect the Dharma for you. Whatever way you wish to undergo the transformation into a Lost Spirit, then begin."

He moved his finger, and the shackles on She Yitu were undone.

The old man stood up in astonishment.

This dramatic result left him stunned for a long time.

Looking at the shackles that had been removed, he stood up and choked out: "Many thanks, Palace Master Dao, Palace Master Jing. As for the method of transforming into a Lost Spirit, I, Little She, have long studied it..."

Dao Lingkun encouraged: "Do tell us."

She Yitu said solemnly: "Little She believes that since black is Yin and white is Yang, and red clearly belongs to neither Yin nor Yang, then this is the Lost Spirit.

When the Mountain and River Lord dies, it is the time when Yin Qi is at its strongest.

Yin flourishes and Yang declines, causing an imbalance of Yin and Yang.

At this time, if Lost Spirit Qi invades and combines with a large amount of Yin Qi, it will become a Great Sang Spirit.

But if... one could die in a purely Yang environment, then the outcome might change."

After speaking, She Yitu bowed and said: "Little She implores the two Palace Masters to take me to a place of pure Yang."

Dao Lingkun looked at Jing Shifei and said: "What does Palace Master Jing think?"

Jing Shifei nodded. She thought carefully about She Yitu's words and felt there was some logic to them, at least worth a try, so she said: "For a place of pure Yang, there is none better than... the sky of the Yin-Yang Illusion Realm.

But one cannot enter the Yin-Yang Illusion Realm without being a True Spirit.

Palace Master Dao, how about you and I join forces to guide a wisp of aura to wrap around Little She's body to assist his cultivation?"

Dao Lingkun laughed heartily: "Good, good, good! In this way, my entire Xuanqing Palace is truly of one heart."

The disciples below also revealed expressions of joy one after another.

The haze and ferocity originally hidden in the eyes of Huang Taixuan, Chen Lao, and Mo Lao had all disappeared.

Everyone has been mixing in this sect for at least a thousand years; if they hadn't been truly driven to a dead end, who would want to collude with outsiders? After Dao Lingkun finished laughing, he looked at the white-haired old man on the platform and said: "Little She, Palace Master Jing and I will assist you with all our might. But if you fail and become a mindless Lost Spirit, Palace Master Jing and I will still take action to suppress you; do not blame us."

She Yitu's old eyes turned red; he knelt on the Ink Plum platform, kowtowed heavily, and said: "Many thanks!!"

That day, Jing Shifei returned and spoke to Song Cheng about what happened outside, which naturally included She Yitu's theory.

Then she placed a jade slip into his hand and said: "You look at this first. Palace Master Dao and I will need some time to assist She Yitu in his breakthrough.

Rest assured, unless I am dead, no one can enter this room."

"Aunt, please take care."

"Do not call me Aunt."

If he were a junior, Jing Shifei would not mind.

But the youth before her was already someone of the same realm as her.

At this level, the so-called seniority of the mundane world is long irrelevant; what truly determines seniority is one's realm.

Now, Song Cheng's seniority is actually the same as hers, so... she felt very strange hearing the title "Aunt."

"Alright, Aunt." Song Cheng replied with a smile.

Jing Shifei left, speechless.

Song Cheng raised his hand to absorb the contents of the jade slip.

After a long while, another line of information appeared on his panel: 【Taiyin Guidance Technique】 (Earth Grade Grade B) (Not Yet Initiated (0/2048)). With a sweep of his mind, he roughly understood the use of this technique.

The so-called "guidance" is to "borrow the power of the Taiyin Illusion Sea."

A True Spirit can see the Yin-Yang Illusion Realm, but if one wants to go a step further, one must learn to utilize the power of the Yin-Yang Illusion Realm. Compared to that sky of eternal daylight, what Xuanqing Palace relies on is still the power of the Taiyin Illusion Sea.

If She Yitu's idea is correct, then... whether it is Yin Qi or Yang Qi, neither is actually the root of the disaster.

The root of the disaster is that touch of red, the third power outside of Yin and Yang.

'It seems I will have to stay here for a long time.'

Song Cheng muttered to himself in his heart, then began to ponder his family affairs.

If he were unable to return for decades or even a century, he would certainly need to secure his rear to prevent any mishaps.

And this could only be done by having Lianchanxi make the trip on his behalf.

(End of this chapter)