A small casual cultivator!

Chapter 354 Soul Search

Although it looked like a spiritual weapon, it was not a spiritual weapon after all and was easily refined. About a quarter of an hour later, the last trace of barrier disappeared, and the arm flew to his broken arm by itself, and finally grew blood threads and connected with his missing part.

"Hmm..." Lu Luan frowned, because he felt a piercing pain in his arm, and at the same time a burning sensation, as if his arm was about to melt. At the point of contact, he could clearly feel the tendons, blood vessels, bones, etc. beating.

The Yaksha's arm was much larger than his hand, but as the fusion process progressed, it seemed to sense something and began to shrink, slowly becoming a similar size to the broken arm. However, this change made him even more uncomfortable.

"Friend Lu, it's natural that there will be some discomfort when we are connected by blood." Xiao Yu said from the side.

The pain intensified and sweat began to break out on his forehead.

Just like this, more than twenty breaths passed.

"call……"

Lu Luan breathed a sigh of relief. The fusion was finally completed and the pain in his arm began to subside.

"Ok?"

He looked at the pitch-black palm and bent his fingers. Finally, the black Yaksha arm began to change its appearance. The hard scales slowly faded away, the claws disappeared, the size changed, and finally it became the same as a human hand. Now all the tendons and veins were connected and could move freely.

However, three months have passed, and looking at this arm, activities such as clenching a fist, horizontal palm, and moving fingers are still a little unfamiliar.

He touched it lightly with his left hand, and the skin-to-skin contact was clearly noticeable.

With a thought, the hand that originally looked like a human hand turned into the shape of a yaksha.

"good."

Lu Luan was very satisfied. The sharp claws on his fingers alone could tear a cultivator in the late foundation building stage into two halves by surprise!

Seeing that he had completely adapted to the Yaksha Arm, Xiao Yu stepped forward and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Lu, are you satisfied?"

"Thank you very much."

Lu Luan took out a storage bag containing more than a thousand spirit stones that he had prepared.

Xiao Yu took it, glanced inside with his soul, and replied: "As long as Fellow Daoist Lu is satisfied."

Then Lu Luan chatted a few words symbolically.

But when he was about to leave, he turned around and asked, "Fellow Daoist Xiao Yu, do you think I am any different from three months ago?"

After absorbing a Yaksha, he didn't feel anything unusual at all. This was not logical. There must be something wrong when things were abnormal. He felt uneasy.

"Variety?"

Xiao Yu felt a little puzzled, but after taking a closer look, he said, "After Brother Lu got this Yaksha Arm, he has become even more majestic. I believe it won't take long for him to reach the late stage of foundation building."

"Am I really overthinking it?" Lu Luan smiled dumbly, shook his head, said goodbye and turned to leave.

"This Yasha is indeed blessed with special blood. The muscles in his arms are even stronger than mine."

On the street, he gently rubbed his right hand with his left hand, looked around, and thought in his heart.

He could feel that the flow of true energy in it was very smooth, just like his original arm, and would not affect the display of his magical powers. But after all, it was not his own, and there were still some barriers both physically and psychologically. Of course, this would not affect his strength.

"Next, it's time to find a place to auction the spear."

After getting used to the arm, his eyes slowly calmed down and began to become serious.

There are only about two months left before the Falling Star Valley opens, so it’s time to prepare some talismans and other self-defense items.

After some previous inquiries, he had already figured out the general situation of the island. Soon, he found an auction house in a relatively prosperous and bustling place.

"Mu Hai Auction House..."

After taking a look at the words on the plaque, he walked in.

Next, he was probably received by a manager of the auction house. When he saw the spear, his eyes immediately lit up, and then they negotiated the starting price.

After several exchanges.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, this spiritual weapon is of outstanding quality. It is considered top-notch among intermediate spiritual weapons. It is also made with exquisite craftsmanship. The starting price is set at 1,100 intermediate spiritual stones. The final transaction price should be around 1,500. What do you think?"

The old man who received him stroked his white beard and spoke slowly, his eyes full of admiration.

He was an expert and his knowledge in this area was much better than Lu Luan's. He could tell at a glance that the spear was well made.

"Strange, how come that Yaksha has such a good weapon? Aren't the underground dark tribe not good at refining weapons?"

Listening to the description of the old man opposite, Lu Luan found that he still underestimated the value of this spear.

The old man analyzed again: "This spiritual weapon is hard in texture and contains a variety of profound formations. It is most suitable for people with extraordinary strength. It is rare, very rare."

After deciding, Lu Luan asked, "Fellow Daoist, when does the auction start?"

"Our auction is held every three months, and the next one will be in twenty days."

"How long?"

Lu Luan frowned slightly, but not for long. It was within his acceptable range, so he didn't say much.

After asking some more related questions, he left.

Go to the inn.

On the way, he looked at the storage ring and sank his soul into it. In it, the magic seedling was slowly floating, and under the dense leaf crown, a green magic fruit was hanging.

Most of the souls of the eleven demon cultivators had been sucked dry by it, and its roots and leaves became even more luxuriant, as if it felt that Lu Luan's soul was watching it. A greedy thought emanated from the deepest part of the branches and leaves, indicating that it was hungry and wanted more souls.

"This disaster, ah."

Looking at the magic seedling, Lu Luan felt a little worried. He had swallowed so many magic fruits grown from souls to practice martial arts. The karma he would accumulate was scary to think about.

After a slight sigh, he looked at the weak soul in the root. This was the Yaksha's soul power that was finally extracted.

"After such a long period of rest, my soul should have recovered almost completely. It's time to go see what's inside that Yasha's head."

Now that Yaksha's soul is weak to the point of breaking, we can try to search its soul.

Soon, he returned to the inn.

After sitting cross-legged, he spread his fingers and the weak soul appeared. After being destroyed by the evil spirit seedling for so long, the Yaksha soul had lost its will and was in a daze.

"start."

Lu Luan's mind moved, he pinched the soul and began to explore the things deep in his mind.

Although there is a slight pain in my head, it is not a big problem.

Soon, Lu Luan's sight reached a gray underground area, which was dark, depressing, but also vast.