Chapter 738: Extra Chapter 2: This Idiot

Zhao Zixun's body kept swaying, the hand gripping the hilt trembled.

As he performed the ritual, I only felt that the yin evil energy that had been continually invading my plant just now had completely vanished.

I instantly realized what Zhao Zixun was trying to accomplish.

He was helping me!

He actually tried, with his own strength, to draw all the yin evil energy that had invaded the Nine Abyss and invaded my true form into his long sword and his body.

This idiot!

Does he know what the consequences of doing this are?!

He knows.

He is all too aware of the consequences, which is why he chose to do this.

Zhan Jiaoe kept deceiving me, saying Zhao Zixun wanted my true form to repair his shattered battle soul, which is why he approached me.

If Zhan Jiaoe were still here, I would definitely make her see clearly that Zhao Zixun is nothing like the person she described!

He never once thought of using or harming me; instead, he gave his all for me everywhere.

Even when he was invaded by a hundred ghosts and could barely control his own mind, he still chose to help me!

The long sword couldn't bear the load, violently trembling and emitting a clanging sound.

Then I saw black shadows emerging from the cracks in the sword's blade, opening their mouths to bite Zhao Zixun's hands tightly gripping the hilt.

The black shadows grew more and more.

They seemed to vent their anger, tearing and biting Zhao Zixun.

At first it was just his hands, but no matter what, Zhao Zixun refused to let go.

They then indiscriminately bit everywhere, biting while emitting shrill ghostly wails and wolf howls.

I desperately swayed my body, wanting to rush over to help Zhao Zixun.

But my spiritual root was deeply embedded in the Nine Abyss underground, its roots spreading in all directions, unable to move even a bit.

Only then did I realize I must seize the time Zhao Zixun was risking his life to buy for me, and break through as quickly as possible.

Only when my true form becomes a spiritual body or takes human shape can I move freely and do what I want.

Thinking this, I stopped looking at Zhao Zixun and strove to calm my mind.

The yin wind still howled, ghostly wails and wolf howls incessantly in my ears; I did my best to block out all external sounds, entering meditation and cultivation.

This time, after I entered meditation, I actually sensed that coffin nail right away.

When I mobilized the spiritual power of the entire Seven-Leaf Spiritual Mushroom, all the spiritual power gathered toward the coffin nail.

The coffin nail had become my natal ghost artifact; with its cooperation, plus A Cheng's prior refinement of me, and perhaps the Seven-Leaf Spiritual Mushroom's own spiritual power boosting it, my cultivation leapt forward in a short time, and my true form also underwent a subtle change.

The seven leaves spread out, the central lingzhi changing from white to orange, then to reddish-brown.

When that lingzhi became hard and its surface slowly formed a spore, I felt a bit nervous.

Originally, Zhan Jiaoe just wanted to wait for me to produce a spore, wait for me to mature, then swallow me whole.

Zhao Zixun, in that situation, sacrificed his battle soul, wrapped the spore, and sent me away.

Now, I am about to mature again, and I'm afraid something unexpected might still happen.

At that moment, a golden light suddenly appeared, forming a circular ring of light around my plant, firmly protecting the Seven-Leaf Spiritual Mushroom within.

That…… that was Zhao Zixun's battle soul!

This strand of battle soul once wrapped the spore, protected me as I left the Nine Abyss Abyss, and sent me to reincarnate.

When I reincarnated into this lifetime as Fu Wan, that strand of battle soul also reincarnated into this lifetime's Zhao Zixun.

And after he pawned the coffin nail at Dang Pu, that strand of battle soul returned to the Nine Abyss Abyss, back into his fleshly body.

If that strand of battle soul had never left Zhao Zixun's fleshly body, he wouldn't have been invaded by those ghosts, nor would he face the current situation.

But now, at this critical moment for me, he still sacrificed that strand of battle soul to protect me.

Zhao Zixun…… why are you so good to me?

What can I use to repay your sincere devotion?

Under the protection of the battle soul barrier, the Seven-Leaf Spiritual Mushroom gradually transformed into a spiritual body.

Being able to become a medicine spirit is already an unexpected joy.

But next, my medicine spirit's spiritual body actually further materialized, ultimately reaching a state almost physical.

I subconsciously mobilized the ghost power in my lower abdomen; upon confirming the coffin nail was still there, I silently let out a sigh of relief.

The moment my feet steadied on the ground, the battle soul actually merged with my body.

At the same instant, Zhao Zixun collapsed with a crash.

He had waited for the result he was waiting for, and finally could no longer hold up, collapsing.

But soon, he stood up again.

But this time, when he looked at me again, his eyes held nothing but bloodthirsty gloom.

Zhao Zixun was ultimately still controlled by those ghosts within him.

He gripped the hilt with one hand, drew the long sword entwined with thick dark energy, and then raised the blade tip to point at my throat.

I didn't move, lifted my chin, exposed my neck, and faced the long sword in Zhao Zixun's hand head-on.

I saw him frown slightly; the next moment he moved, his steps stirring wind, the long sword carrying yin wind thrusting toward my neck.

When the sword tip was only five or six centimeters from me, I swiftly sidestepped, right hand forming a sword finger, fingertip brushing the blade, meeting Zhao Zixun's forward thrust, I stabbed from the tip to the belly of the blade, enduring the pain, and pressed my bleeding finger against his lips.

His lips were icy cold, piercing to the bone.

The instant the blood stained them, his whole body shuddered, and his eyes instantly gained a hint of clarity.

I then knew I had done the right thing.

No matter how evil Zhan Jiaoe is, how muddled her mind, she never gets this wrong: the Seven-Leaf Spiritual Mushroom is the sole spiritual medicine capable of fusing Zhao Zixun's battle soul.

My essence blood is where all the essence of the Seven-Leaf Lingzhi resides.

As long as Zhao Zixun tastes my essence blood, he will surely react.

And the largest fragment of his shattered battle soul is on me.

Taking advantage of his stunned moment, I forcefully thrust my continuously bleeding finger into his mouth.

My other hand similarly forms a sword finger, pressing against my lower abdomen, then moving upward along the meridians, I push that thread of battle soul, through my pierced sword finger, into Zhao Zixun's mouth.

With the battle soul returning to the body, using the essence blood of the Seven-Leaf Lingzhi's medicinal spirit as a guide, I thus attempt to awaken Zhao Zixun as much as possible, awakening his shattered battle soul.

I neither attack nor defend; unexpectedly feeding him my essence blood, I catch him off guard.

And in this brief time, I accomplish everything I wanted to do.

I am well aware that he will not let me act recklessly without consequence, and I cannot possibly pull Zhao Zixun back from that hopeless state in just one attempt.

All I can do is use myself as a medicinal guide to awaken Zhao Zixun.

Awaken his reason and power as an Upper Realm War God, to save myself from fire and water.

As for me… I wish he could drain me completely in one go.

This world could do without Fu Wan, but it absolutely cannot do without Zhao Zixun……