nashuaworldcup Chapter 350 The Solution
Chapter 350 The Solution
Chapter 350 The Solution
Both of them are leaving?
Ji Yinglong's face darkened, and his eye twitched slightly.
A ripple spread across the tea leaves in the teacup.
Now that this kid's gone, you're all ignoring me? Who am I putting on this show for?
"Mysterious Yin Fairy, don't rush off."
Ji Yinglong put down his teacup, the porcelain bottom tapping against the table with a crisp sound.
An invisible pressure spread out, and the surrounding air became viscous.
"The true demonstration of my method is yet to come, and there are even more exciting parts to come. Missing out on the mysteries of Yin and Yang's transformation is a great regret for the cultivation world."
His voice carried a hint of condescension and manipulation from someone in a high position.
Xuan Yin firmly shook her head: "I'm sorry, let's stop here for now. I'm also feeling a bit unwell. I'll listen to Fellow Daoist Ji's teachings again next time."
The refusal was made without any room for negotiation.
Ji Yinglong stared at Xuan Yin's cold face, his heart burning with rage.
The poison of the Yin-Yang Dragon-Snake Transformation had only been injected more than halfway. At this point, the poison had not been fully catalyzed and could not completely control their minds; it could only influence them slowly.
Damn it, I should have known better than to let that kid get hurt. It just gave them an excuse to leave.
He was extremely displeased, and his gaze toward Chen Yi became increasingly sinister and hostile.
But this wasn't Ji family territory after all, and forcibly keeping two Nascent Soul female cultivators was too blatant. Seeing that the three were determined to leave, he could only suppress his anger.
Although they didn't succeed completely this time, the deadly soul poison technique has already been planted.
It's just a matter of postponing the opportunity to get the two women by a few years.
The Yin-Yang Divine Soul Poison would, over time, penetrate deep into the souls of the two women, sinking deeper and deeper.
It would disguise itself as an understanding of the Great Dao, making them yearn for the divine soul evolution displayed by Ji Yinglong.
In the end, even cultivators at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage will become unable to extricate themselves, wanting to cultivate with him at all times and explore the so-called Yin-Yang Great Dao.
Hmph, in a few years, you'll all be crawling back to the Ji family on your knees begging for my help.
Ji Yinglong sneered inwardly, but pretended to be generous on the surface.
"Since that's the case, then I won't insist any further. If Fairy Xuanyin still has any needs for joint cultivation or pursuing the Great Dao, she can come to the Ji family to find me."
"I await good news at the Ji family residence; I believe Fairy Xuanyin will arrive."
With a wave of his sleeve, several exquisite jade boxes flew toward Fairy Xuan Yin.
"Hahaha, I'll keep these things as a small gift from me to the fairy. Please use them first, there's plenty more to come! Hahahaha!"
His wild laughter echoed across the platform, causing the surrounding spiritual energy to surge. Ji Yinglong laughed and left, his departing figure exuding arrogance and domineering pride.
The Ji family's group left with Ji Yinglong.
Ji Wuchen walked at the back of the line and secretly looked back at Chen Yi.
His lips moved, as if he wanted to say something but stopped himself. But under these circumstances, he had no chance to have a detailed private conversation with Chen Yi, and could only convey a sense of helplessness and apology through his eyes.
After all, the Ji family patriarch was at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, while he was only at the mid-Nascent Soul stage and was just the successor for the next few hundred years. He didn't have much say at the moment.
His ancestor's hostility towards Chen Yi was already out in the open, and he was caught in the middle, walking on thin ice, in a very difficult situation.
Only after the Ji family group had completely disappeared into the horizon did Chen Yi withdraw his gaze, his face as heavy as water.
In that instant, his fingers twitched rapidly inside his sleeve.
The divination results are in disarray.
Through his perception of heaven and earth, Ji Yinglong realized that he originally did not harbor such great hostility towards him.
But just now, Ji Yinglong's killing intent suddenly surged, as if influenced by some inexplicable force, and he gradually placed Chen Yi on the list of those to be driven away or even killed.
Fifth order.
Only beings at that level can manipulate the threads of cause and effect in the unseen realm and influence the grand scheme of things.
Chen Yi's divination skills were only at the peak of the fourth level. Compared to this world-class ability, he was like a small boat in a storm.
It's beyond our ability to resist; being able to observe and analyze it is already the limit.
The three of them returned to their cave.
As soon as the restriction was applied, Fairy Xuan Yin looked at Chen Yi with a solemn expression.
"Xiao Chen, I feel something's wrong with your soul. How were you just now?"
She was more worried about Chen Yi's injuries, after all, the way Chen Yi vomited blood before was too horrifying.
Chen Yi shook his head, his gaze sweeping over the two women, his tone more serious than ever before: "Our spiritual burden wasn't due to observing the evolution of his supernatural powers; in fact, he secretly poisoned our spiritual senses with an extremely high-level poison."
"A high-level soul poison?"
The two women's expressions changed drastically. They immediately sat down cross-legged and used their divine sense to scan their inner sanctum and sea of consciousness.
However, with a clear mind and a stable nascent soul, he could not sense anything unusual at all.
"Can't sense it?" Ning Bu'er frowned, looking at Chen Yi with a puzzled expression.
Chen Yi said in a deep voice, "You can try to imitate his evolving supernatural powers and communicate with heaven and earth. Try it and see if, in the process of evolving supernatural powers, you feel that Ji Yinglong's methods and supernatural powers are increasingly powerful, increasingly attractive, and increasingly want to evolve with him, wanting to merge your divine soul into his divine soul?"
The two women exchanged a glance. Although they had doubts, they trusted Chen Yi and followed his instructions to close their eyes and try.
Xuan Yin Fairy slightly circulated her energy, her divine sense flowing along the trajectory demonstrated by Ji Yinglong earlier.
Everything was normal at first.
But after only a few breaths, her expression changed.
As the deduction deepened, the figure that was evolving supernatural powers in the sea of consciousness grew taller and taller, and more and more—charming.
That attraction didn't stem from physical appearance, but from an extreme yearning for the "Tao." It was as if simply getting close to that figure and merging with it could mend all the flaws in one's soul and grant the greatest bliss in the world.
An indescribable heat rose from the depths of my soul.
I want to get closer.
They want to merge.
They want to submit.
Xuan Yin Fairy suddenly opened her eyes, her pupils contracted sharply, fine beads of cold sweat appeared on her forehead, and her expression changed drastically.
Just as Chen Yi said!
For a fleeting moment, she felt an urge to fly back to the Ji family immediately, kneel before Ji Yinglong, and beg him to cultivate together!
"How could this be? Could this toxin be the legendary Yin-Yang Poison of the Divine Soul, specifically the Yin-Yang Dragon-Snake Transformation??"
The Fairy of Xuan Yin's voice trembled, her face filled with horror.
"Not bad." Chen Yi nodded, a sharp glint in his eyes. "It should be the legendary quasi-fifth-order Yin-Yang dual cultivation poison of the soul."
"What should we do then?"
Ning Bu'er also opened her eyes, her face deathly pale, clearly having encountered the same situation. She bit her lip tightly.
The Fairy of Xuan Yin looked utterly desperate.
She knew all too well how troublesome this legendary soul poison was.
This poison does not kill, but it destroys a person's foundation of morality, planting the caster's aura deep within the victim's sea of consciousness, disguised as a profound understanding of the Great Dao.
Unless the caster actively withdraws the spell, or a powerful being at the Nascent Soul stage intervenes to forcibly remove it, there is no way to escape the spell.
Chen Yi also frowned.
As for the Yin-Yang Dragon-Snake Transformation Toxin in his own soul, he has a system in place to prevent it from invading and neutralizing it as soon as it enters, posing no threat.
However, he currently has no good solution for the toxins within the two women's souls. Forcibly removing them could easily damage their very souls, turning them into idiots.
A brief silence fell over the cave.
Chen Yi tapped his knee lightly with his fingers, various solutions flashing through his mind.
Suddenly, he recalled his experience of removing the soul restriction from Qin Chengcheng. Furthermore, since he also cultivated the Yin-Yang Soul Dao, he wasn't entirely ignorant of the principles behind this poison.
There are ways.
Chen Yi's knuckles tapped silently on the stone table, his mind racing with thoughts.
Dual cultivation of spirit and soul involves merging Chen Yi's spirit and soul with that of the other person, then guiding the Yin-Yang Dragon-Snake Transformation Poison from the other person's body into one's own spirit and then dissolving it.
The moment this thought arose, it lingered. This is the most direct and fundamental solution.
This method works for Ning Bu'er. She trusts me completely and holds nothing back, so even with dual cultivation of mind and soul, she doesn't feel much burdened.
But if it were his aunt—Chen Yi's brows furrowed almost imperceptibly.
There are distinctions of age and social hierarchy; engaging in dual cultivation of spirit and soul with one's aunt would be somewhat inappropriate.
Generally, only Daoist partners, and specifically Daoist partners who completely trust each other, can enter into the dual cultivation of spirit and soul.
With my aunt, it hasn't come to that yet.
There must be a second option.
A thought leaped from the depths of his consciousness, carrying with it the faint light of thunder.
Fourth-tier Thunder Brew.
If one could use this item as a catalyst to temporarily transform their physical body into a pure lightning spirit body, then the outcome would be entirely different.
The physical body will cease to exist, replaced by an energy form constructed from pure Yang lightning.
In this state, when his soul entered his aunt's sea of consciousness, it was merely an interaction between two pure energies and souls, with no more naked confrontation of mortal bodies. The awkwardness and taboo rooted in his heart naturally vanished.
At that time, by connecting with each other through their souls, they can borrow the supreme yang power of the Thunder Spirit Body, supplemented by their own understanding of the Yin-Yang Dao, to guide the pure yang thunder to cleanse their sea of consciousness, and perhaps eradicate the insidious and vicious Yin-Yang soul poison from its roots.
Of course, this is slightly different from removing Ning Bu'er's soul poison.
It might damage my aunt's soul. However, this is currently the only way.
Having made up his mind, Chen Yi stopped hesitating and clearly explained the advantages and disadvantages, as well as the details, of the two plans to the two women.
Upon hearing this, both Xuan Yin Fairy and Ning Bu'er had a strange glint in their eyes.
They understood Chen Yi's idea, but they also felt the same confusion.
In their minds, Chen Yi's strength was rooted in his domineering and unparalleled Thunder Spirit Body Refining Technique. When did he also have such profound attainments in the realm of the soul?
But right now, with the deadly poison in his body and his mind and soul under control, this is his only hope.
Let's take it one step at a time.
"Xiao Chen."
Suddenly, the cold voice of the Fairy Xuan Yin rang out. She seemed to have thought of something, and her gaze fell on the magic box on Chen Yi's wrist.
"Could I borrow the magic box you have?"
She spoke at a steady pace and with clear logic.
"The Ninth Princess has been battling that dark demonic thought for ten thousand years. Her experience in eroding and resisting the soul far surpasses ours. I want to communicate with her and perhaps find a side method to restrain this poison from her."
That is indeed a line of thought.
Without the slightest hesitation, Chen Yi took off the magic box from his wrist and handed it to Fairy Xuan Yin, who solemnly accepted it.
It is not too late.
Chen Yi led Ning Bu'er and turned to walk towards a secret cave that had been prepared in advance.
The heavy stone door slowly closed, completely isolating it from all light and sound.
Inside the cave, Chen Yi waved his hand and set up several isolation and defensive formations. The faint light flowed, turning this small area into an absolutely safe domain.
Ning Bu'er didn't speak. She quietly walked to the bedside and sat down obediently.
On the soft fox fur bedding, her fair fingers untied the ribbons of her short skirt, removed the stockings that covered her long legs, and finally her undergarments.
Her actions showed no hesitation, no coquetry, only pure and unreserved trust.
She was ready.
Her long, slender legs were fair and smooth, and her beautiful feet, warm and lustrous like jade, were faintly visible through her fox fur coat.
Her upper body revealed her perfect collarbone and stunning beauty as she waited for Chen Yicai.
However, Chen Yi's voice rang out.
"Fuer, don't be hasty yet."
His voice was calm, carrying a reassuring power.
"I need to find out the details of this toxin before I can treat you."
Upon hearing this, Ning Bu'er silently nodded, then put on her undergarments and stockings again, sat cross-legged, closed her eyes, and waited for Chen Yi's next instructions.
But as soon as she focused her mind and tried to enter a meditative state, her delicate body trembled violently, and her face turned deathly pale.
Not right.
She was unable to concentrate her mind at all.
Instead, she was presented with a series of grand and profound images. These were scenes of Ji Yinglong deducing supernatural powers, connecting heaven and earth with the yin and yang energies, and resonating with the origin of the world. These images were incredibly clear and powerful, like a brand firmly etched onto the very essence of her soul.
Apart from this image, she was unable to visualize any other techniques or circulate any spiritual energy.
Her path of cultivation was completely blocked by this mark.
"Chen Yi————"
Ning Bu'er struggled to open her eyes and told Chen Yi about the horrifying situation.
Chen Yi's face instantly darkened.
Such a potent poison!
This is no longer a simple poison to the soul, but a kind of Dao staining, a forced inheritance imprint!
"Immediately send a message to my aunt, telling her not to cultivate during this time!"
His voice carried a chill.
That old monster from the Ji family was so shrewd and confident. He wasn't afraid of them escaping at all, because he had already planted a time bomb deep within their souls that could explode at any moment.
Alarm bells rang in Chen Yi's mind.
In the world of cultivation, any old monster who can stand for ten thousand years cannot be judged by common sense.
He said no more, took a deep breath, sat down cross-legged, and instantly entered a state of seclusion where he forgot himself and the world around him.
Within the sea of consciousness, winds and clouds surged.
A purple lightning whip suddenly lit up!
This was his Soul Thunder Whip, which had reached the mid-stage of the fourth rank. The lightning was pure and majestic. At the same time, the black and white Yin-Yang divine consciousness power flowed out from his divine soul origin, like two agile fish, and quickly wrapped around the Soul Thunder Whip.
The two combined to form a divine weapon imbued with the power of judgment and creation.
With a thought, Chen Yi unleashed the divine weapon, stirring fiercely at the wisp of black and white poison residing deep within his soul.
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