Chapter 1183

The Hengjian Soul has already been provided by the demon soldier Weizhuang.

This Zongjian Soul, then, only Hearing Gai Nie possesses it.

Therefore, when striking Hearing Gai Nie, the demon soldier used demonic arts to invade deep into Hearing Gai Nie's sea of consciousness, intending to devour Hearing Gai Nie's divine soul.

Who would have thought that deep within Hearing Gai Nie's sea of consciousness, there were not only Hearing Gai Nie's own sword heart and divine soul.

But also the inheritance of the Green-Skin Swordsman race, transmitted by the Green-Skin Swordsman.

This inheritance art of the Green-Skin Swordsman race seals away each generation of swordsman's cultivation and consciousness, passing it down to the next swordsman.

After several generations, a dozen or more, how vast the consciousness within.

When it reached Hearing Gai Nie, it was vast as a sea of smoke.

Only before the method to activate them was obtained, these consciousnesses remained silent.

Most Green-Skin Swordsmen, their entire lives, could not accept too much consciousness.

Being able to accept one percent was already an outstanding one among the Swordsman race.

Hearing Gai Nie had only obtained it for a short while, naturally also not receiving too much consciousness inheritance.

But when the demonic art invaded, it mistook this consciousness aggregate for Hearing Gai Nie's divine soul, preparing to plunder it.

This time, it poked the hornet's nest.

Though the demonic art was strong, in the end it was only something attached to a single demon soldier.

Before this sea-of-smoke-like consciousness, it immediately collapsed.

Only when it collapsed, it still took advantage of Hearing Gai Nie's serious injury to snatch away a wisp of Hearing Gai Nie's divine soul.

Therefore the demon soldier could be considered to have succeeded!.

Injury to the divine soul is the most severe wound!

This is also the reason Hearing Gai Nie remains unconscious.

Although Weizhuang continuously transmitted true essence over, Hearing Gai Nie's injury showed no improvement.

His entire aura grew weaker and weaker.

This time, Weizhuang was so anxious he nearly went mad, yet utterly helpless.

Fan Yuqi also remained dazed, standing beside him.

Just as Weizhuang was about to lose control from anxiety, Yan Shisan, who had not made a move all along, quietly came over.

"Hearing Gai Nie's injury, you cannot save him like this."

"Ah?"

Weizhuang was stunned upon hearing this, looked at Yan Shisan, then a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

That's right!

Isn't Yan Shisan right here!

He is an altar master of Qinglong Society.

And Qinglong Society is not only the strongest force under heaven, the number one.

Rumor has it that Qinglong Society also has a Pill Tower.

Even the Lian Wuhen Revival Pill, which can restore one whose breath is barely remaining, is not rare in this Pill Tower.

Immediately Weizhuang earnestly pleaded,

"Altar Master Yan, could you bestow a Lian Wuhen Revival Pill to save my senior brother?"

Weizhuang's true nature is that of a cold-faced man who absolutely never asks for help, decisive in killing.

Only this matter involves his beloved senior brother, and the matter is half caused by him.

At this moment, to save his senior brother, he also cast aside his own temperament.

Not only did he respectfully address Yan Shisan, his attitude was extremely humble.

Yan Shisan, hearing Weizhuang's words, nearly laughed.

Lian Wuhen Revival Pill?

Weizhuang, you're not joking, are you?

You think it's a candy bean?

Do I carry such a treasure with me whenever I go out?

"If there is no Lian Wuhen Revival Pill, that is also fine, as long as my senior brother's life can be saved.

From today onward, I, Weizhuang, will serve Qinglong Society, will serve you, Altar Master Yan, as an ox or a horse, without complaint or regret."

Weizhuang saw Yan Shisan's meaning and immediately changed his words.

Yan Shisan could no longer hold back and couldn't help but chuckle lightly.

Although Weizhuang is strong, his talent is also not bad.

Yet Qinglong Society lacks everything, except geniuses.

Not to mention the great Longshouxi Sect who slays a hundred thousand armies with a single sword, nor Mr. Wu Wudi the guest who contends with heaven.

Even the altar masters of the three hundred sixty-five branch altars, which one of them is an easy mark?

Throughout the Nine Provinces under heaven, how many people dream of joining Qinglong Society.

Now with Weizhuang pleading like this, if Yan Shisan truly saved Hearing Gai Nie, wouldn't that also let Weizhuang join Qinglong Society?

You think too beautifully!

When Weizhuang spoke, he didn't feel anything was amiss; only when Yan Shisan chuckled lightly did he notice something was wrong.

His own words, to others, even to Qin Huang, Tang Huang, Yuan Huang and others, would count as a decent repayment.

Only to Qinglong Society, it was of the slightest use.

At this moment, Weizhuang was quite embarrassed, and once again changed his way of speaking,

"Sorry, I was presumptuous.

How about this! If Hall Master Yan is willing to save my senior brother, I'll hand over every treasured artifact and secret manual I've been hoarding—everything—"

He was about to say he'd offer all of it to Yan Shisan.

Then he suddenly realized—did the Qinglong Society even care about treasures and manuals?

Anything they casually produced would probably start at Heaven-grade.

Earth-grade treasures probably wouldn't even be worth a glance at the Qinglong Society.

And among the treasures and manuals he himself possessed, which one was Heaven-grade or above?

Apart from the Busiqu Snake…

"Right—the Busiqu Snake breeding method. I'm willing to offer it to Hall Master Yan, if only you'll spare my senior brother's life."

Wei Zhuang had finally found a treasure capable of moving someone from the Qinglong Society.

Moreover, he deeply feared Yan Shisan would look down on the Busiqu Snake itself, so he simply took out the Busiqu Snake breeding method bestowed by the Heavenly Dao.

Only then did Yan Shisan's expression shift, his heart filled with admiration.

The Qinglong Society's collection was indeed incomparably rich; this Busiqu Snake breeding method might well exist in the Scripture Pavilion as well.

Still, the fact that Wei Zhuang could produce it was enough to show the sincerity of his heart.

Fortunately, Yan Shisan appearing here was not without aim either.

He gave a faint smile and said,

"Alright, alright! What you've just said is enough to show the pure heart within you.

Hearing Gai Nie knows—probably even dying would make him happy."

"I can't let him die…"

Wei Zhuang said firmly.

"This is a Six-Yang Soul-Melting Pill. Hearing Gai Nie's injury lies in the divine soul; once he takes this pill, he'll be safe and sound."

Yan Shisan saw the situation couldn't be delayed any longer, so he tipped out a pill from his bosom and handed it to Wei Zhuang.

"Thank you, Hall Master Yan! Thank you, Hall Master Yan!"

Wei Zhuang thanked him profusely, took the Six-Yang Soul-Melting Pill, and could not wait to administer it to Hearing Gai Nie.

The moment this Six-Yang Soul-Melting Pill entered the mouth, it melted at once.

After a while, Hearing Gai Nie's breathing finally steadied.

Only his eyes still had not opened.

"Phew! Senior brother's finally out of danger."