Chapter 0: Divine Soul Split Soul
“Are you sure your helper, ‘Flame Pupil,’ is suicidally seeking trouble with Luo Cangming? Then he probably won’t be able to come…” Qin Gou said with pity.
“What did you say?” Yan Qiyang asked, full of disbelief. “Although Flame Pupil is foolish, once he deals with that brat Luo and comes to help, you will all be dead!”
Qin Gou chuckled and shook his head. “Does anyone really think old Luo, after living so many years, has no trump cards at all? Oh, right, you all seem to have no idea who old Luo actually is.”
“Lord Qin, you can focus on dealing with Yan Qiyang. Little Chair and Little Chong will handle Yan Nu!” Yi Chengying’s soft and sweet voice rang out.
“What do you mean? Boss Qin calling me Little Chong is one thing, but how can even you be so malicious towards a mere ‘Little Chair’?” Mo Qingxin looked sharply at Yi Chengying, incredulous.
“Huh? Should I be calling Sister Little Chong by her full name, ‘Power Bank’? Little Chair just found it a bit awkward and was worried about saying it wrong,” Little Chair said earnestly.
“Just call me Little Chong, Little Chong is fine!” Mo Qingxin immediately beamed like a delicate flower, acting exceptionally intimate.
It was because she suddenly realized that if she were to explain in detail her full name and how glorious Saint Ancestor Mo Qingxin, a generation’s divine maiden, once was, it would only be more embarrassing to admit her current half-dead, foolish state.
“Two chattering, boastful women, do you really think you can stop this old man with just yourselves?!”
With a roar, a pair of blazing wings emerged from behind Yan Nu, longer than Yan Qiyang’s wings but with noticeably more grayish, mixed-colored feathers.
“Sister Little Chong, you will confront him head-on, and I will ambush from the side for a killing blow,” Yi Chengying transmitted to Mo Qingxin.
“Ambush?” Mo Qingxin’s eyes widened slightly in surprise.
Yi Chengying nodded like a pecking chick. “Ambushes are disgraceful, but they are the most effective!”
“As expected of the Mystic Maiden Raksha Palace,” Mo Qingxin teased playfully.
“Uh… Little Chair didn’t learn this at the Mystic Maiden Palace,” Little Chair’s pretty face flushed.
“I am Mu, and I will show you who is truly boasting!”
At this, Mo Qingxin actively challenged Yan Nu. Stepping into the air, she attacked instantly. Her slender, snow-white hands were like tempered dark iron, fearless of the scorching flames, and each move aimed for Yan Nu’s vital points.
“Bang.”
A ‘hidden weapon’ shot from Yi Chengying’s hand was easily deflected by Yan Nu’s fiery wings.
“Do you really think you can defeat me by being outnumbered? Such childish tactics are laughable!”
Yan Nu sneered with disdain. A closer look revealed that the so-called ‘hidden weapon’ was actually a lifelike, miniature snake-shaped wooden carving.
In a flash, beside Yan Nu, a snake-like ghost cultivator spiritual entity, flicking its tongue, unexpectedly invaded his body.
“Is this, ‘Ghoul Seed Soul’?”
Qin Gou, who was dealing with Yan Qiyang while occasionally glancing at the battle, instantly remembered that the spiritual entity within the wooden carving was the ‘Ghoul Seed Soul’ technique he had previously given to Little Chair.
Because Yi Chengying’s Natal Spirit Tool required a contract target before she could teleport to their side, Qin Gou had her previously use ‘Ghoul Seed Soul’ to subdue various spiritual beast souls and place them in locations like the Mystic Maiden Raksha Palace and the Purple Extreme Demonic Sect, serving as a medium for Little Chair’s Shadow Cat spirit tool to teleport herself.
“This Chair, she wouldn’t be planning to…”
“Fool! You dare to use the power of a ghost cultivator against me?”
Even though the snake-like soul body had invaded him, Yan Nu was not afraid. Instead, he mockingly cursed, “You human woman truly don’t know that my Fire Crow Bi Fang Clan’s flame techniques are the most yang and stern in existence. They are least afraid of these sinister ghost cultivator souls. The little snake that has invaded me now will have its soul scattered and spirit vanished in moments! At that time, the tragic backlash you, its host, will suffer will be truly wonderful!”
“Rest in peace.”
At this moment, Little Chair’s exquisitely graceful figure suddenly retreated to the rock wall. Then, under Yan Nu’s utterly bewildered gaze, she punched fiercely into her own rippling shadow.
“You…”
A mouthful of scalding fresh blood suddenly spewed from Yan Nu’s mouth. He widened his eyes and looked down in disbelief as a small, blood-stained hand violently pierced through him from within.
One punch, one palm. Yi Chengying, with her back to everyone, continuously unleashed attacks on her own shadow, beating the air as if she were a petulant girl. Yet, Yan Nu, from a distance, was bleeding profusely from the inside out, his body heavily falling to the ground with a loud crash.
Immediately, a snake-like soul body flew out from Yan Nu’s body. It actively released a large area of shadow, and Yi Chengying simultaneously vanished completely into the rock wall. In an instant, she reappeared before Yan Nu, who was about to re-engage, and delivered a fierce, unparalleled side kick that twisted Yan Nu’s entire body and sent him flying out, crashing through the rock wall and collapsing on the ground, unable to move.
Although it was unknown if he was dead, Yi Chengying had accurately and completely shattered his Dantian.
“Two insects, thank you for your hard work this time,” Little Chair gently stroked the small snake soul body in her hand and then grabbed the snake-shaped wooden carving from the ground.
“Due to my approaching end and being abandoned by my master, the Lone Shadow Saint Lord took care of me until my final moments, and it was you who allowed me to have value again,” the snake-like soul body spoke human words solemnly before returning to the wooden carving in Yi Chengying’s hand.
“Yan Nu!”
At this, Yan Qiyang roared in panic.
“Worry about yourself first,” Qin Gou sheathed his sword with flowing ease.
“You…” Yan Qiyang, just as he opened his mouth, suddenly froze completely, realizing that something extremely fatal had unexpectedly appeared near his vital Dantian within his own body.
“The ever-changing, all-pervasive Bud of Taihuang is my Natal Spirit Tool. Once you engage me in a spellcasting battle, it’s best not to sustain even the slightest injury,” Qin Gou explained calmly. “Therefore, I advise you to surrender immediately. Also, I am very curious to know from you why the Fire Crow Bi Fang Clan treated the Mi Tian Ye Huang, which is also a bird-like spiritual beast, so cruelly?”
“Mongrel Night Phoenix, do you really think you have me cornered?” Yan Qiyang’s eyes flashed with madness.
Instantly, a towering, imposing soul body appeared before Qin Gou and the others, its expression so indifferent as if it disdained everything in this world.
…
West Qin Mountain, Fire Crow Bi Fang Clan.
“That child Qiyang seems to have encountered trouble?”
“It’s nothing. This Seat has already performed a Profound Technique, and a wisp of my Divine Soul Split Soul has protected him all these years. I will now actively communicate with the split soul and see for myself which unknown ignorant entity dares to oppose my Fire Crow Bi Fang Clan!”
The tall Fire Crow Clan member, looking identical to the soul body seen by Qin Gou and the others, immediately pointed a finger at his own brow, his consciousness actively controlling the so-called Divine Soul Split Soul.
However, when he manifested as the split soul and reopened his eyes.
“What place is this? How is it so suffocatingly dark and unseeable? I, ah…!”
A scream of despair rang out, and the split soul was instantly and completely annihilated.
Mo Qingxin, in front of everyone, gently rubbed her flat, soft belly and said with a wonderfully happy and satisfied smile, “Boss Qin! I’m so, so full.”
