Chapter 300: 148: The soul returns to the paper makeup is bright, the strong come to Nanxun fairy traces appear (extra update for the monthly ticket)_3 Chapter 300: 148: The soul returns to the paper makeup is bright, the strong come to Nanxun fairy traces appear (extra update for the monthly ticket)_3 Jiang Qiang’s body fell rapidly simultaneously.
“Huh?!”
He forgot that the air was devoid of spiritual energy.
Devoid of spiritual energy!
Without spiritual energy, how can the control device tactic mobilize nature’s spiritual energy for flight?
Seeing the ground beneath him rapidly approaching, falling from this height could either kill him, or at the very least break his bones and fracture his tendons.
Perhaps he will be the first cultivator to break his leg upon entering Nanxun, making a crude joke of himself.
Jiang Qiang shouted, and with the veins on his forehead bulging, he cast out spiritual energy to infuse into the flying sword.
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Forcibly using his own spiritual energy, he managed to control the flying sword.
The sword flashed, barely supporting his body before he hit the ground, he slid down rapidly.
Finally, he used his foot to brake hard and stop himself from falling any further towards the edge of the cliff.
“Huff——”
Jiang Qiang puffed out his cheeks before letting out a long sigh.
Breaking into a sweat, he glanced downwards towards the deeper part of the cliff revealing the cold feet that were sweating profusely in fear.
He barely raised his head to gaze at the now vanished teleportation formation in the sky.
After swallowing spit nervously, forcing himself to calm down, he sighed deeply.
“This is too dangerous!”
The cursed land is too dangerous!
“Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh——”
Just at this moment, the sound of the wind breaking echoed from the surrounding mountains.
“Enemies?!”
Startled, Jiang Qiang turned immediately.
Hastily picking up the fallen sword from the ground, he maintained a defensive stance amidst the panic.
Several Innate martial artists, who leaped onto the cliff, also froze at the sight of Jiang Qiang.
Seeing him raise his hand with the glittering glowing sword in it, they were startled.
They immediately halted and bowed down, seeking mercy.
“Immortal, spare our lives!
We are mere mortals who live under the mountains waiting to serve the immortal masters at any time.
We dare not offend your majesty.
If there were any offenses, we plead for mercy.”
“Huh?”
Jiang Qiang was taken aback.
It was only then he discerned that the figures approaching him were just ordinary mortals speaking in a heavy local dialect.
He had heard Chen Dengming use a similar dialect before, so he could understand their meanings.
After feeling their energy, these people seemed much weaker than the Innate warriors he had met in the gathering ground—they were just ordinary humans.
“These mortals are incredibly agile.
They also carry swords.
Now that I cannot use spells or magic artifacts, I must not be careless,” thought Jiang Qiang.
Then he remembered the beast-controlling bag Chen Dengming had given him in advance.
In that bag were dozens of Blood Centipede Gus and twelve Golden Silkworm Gus.
More than enough to deal with ordinary people or Qi cultivators.
He just wasn’t sure how weakened these spirit Gus would be in this spiritual energy-devoid land.
Jiang Qiang steadied his mind and kept a poker face, acting as if nothinghad happened.
He minimized his flying sword and stowed it back into his sleeve.
This simple act of magic stunned the approaching warriors instantly.
“Ahem!
Who are you?
I am an envoy from the top Immortal’s gateway in the upper world.
I’m looking for someone from the Chen family in Nanxun.
Do you know where they are?”
“The Chen family?
Could it be…
The immortal who came this time is also looking for the Chen Family?
Has True Immortal Chen, Nanxun Broadsword King, stirred up some big trouble in the Cultivating World?”
Some people’s faces changed, and they all had their doubts.
Others, seeing an opportunity, immediately answered with joy on their face.
“Master, are you referring to True Immortal Chen, Nanxun Broadsword King, who ascended to the Cultivating World during the Immortal Ascendant Convention before?”
“Oh?” Jiang Qiang looked pleased and immediately beckoned the guy who spoke, “Exactly, tell me quickly.
Where is the Chen Family?”
“Erm…”
The region’s ordinary folks glanced at each other, looking uncomfortable and wary.
Only the glib talker answered with a smile, “The location of the Chen Family is known to all.
Master, if you wish to go, I can immediately guide you.”
“Oh?”
Jiang Qiang’s eyes flashed.
He could tell that this talkative guy’s intentions were impure.
He seemed to bear a grudge against the Chen Family.
However, he seemed to genuinely know where the Chen family was.
Having made up his mind, he said, “Good, you shall guide me.
Upon finding the Chen Family, there will be great rewards for you.”
That guy was overjoyed and thanked him fervently, “I am Nangong Shang.
Thank you, master.
Now, I will prepare a carriage for you at the foot of the mountain.”
“Hurry and don’t make a racket!”
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Inside the Spirit Boat’s meditation chamber.
Chen Dengming watched as Xu Wei’s spirit, like a soul-child, wandered aimlessly around in a paper mannequin, unable to attach itself to its surface.
He shook his head helplessly.
“Elder Brother Chen, can I…
not do it?”
Xu Wei’s spiritual body floated in the room.
She looked at Chen Dengming with a dull expression.
At this moment, she was almost naked.
She was initially somewhat shy in front of Chen Dengming but had since become indifferent about her own nakedness.
Instead, she was frustrated because she couldn’t attach her soul to the paper mannequin.
Chen Dengming smiled at this.
“Don’t rush.
Xu Wei, it’s not easy to succeed in this.
After all, you’re not a Day-wandering ghost yet.”
“Come, follow this chant first and circulate your soul power, then breathe in a bit of my Yang energy.”
His eyes suddenly shone with a mystic light.
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Using the secret mind-to-mind communication technique, he directly fed the Day-wandering ghost cultivation path and mantra from the “Hundred Demon Night Banquet” scroll into Xu Wei’s mind.
In this way, he almost transferred all his understanding and experiences from the “Hundred Demon Night Banquet” to Xu Wei.
It was quite exhausting for him, similar to carving several cultivation techniques.
But ultimately, how much Xu Wei can understand would depend on her comprehension and her soul body’s adaptability to the Day-wandering ghost path.
Like Chu Xun, she was naturally suited to the Fierce Ghost path, an exceptional Fierce Ghost soul body, cultivating it would be like a fish in water.
Her cultivation aptitude is even stronger than her medium-grade spiritual root aptitude when she was alive.
Looking at Xu Wei’s faint soul body, Chen Dengming sighed inside.
Even if she becomes a Day-wandering ghost in the future, Xu Wei’s lifespan probably can’t be extended much.
In the end, she will still die.
This was unavoidable.
The reason why he couldn’t let her go was because he didn’t want Xu Wei to die unfulfilled.
At least she should die from natural causes and leave with as few regrets as possible…
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(No time, I’ve written 5000 characters!
Ten thousand in a day.
Need a monthly pass!)