Doctor Mo’s joy was short-lived, as the Soul Devouring Curse soon revealed its terrifying effects. He began to age at an alarming rate—almost one year for every day that passed.
Terrified, he tried every method imaginable to control this bizarre phenomenon, but his efforts were largely in vain.
If things continued this way, he would soon die of natural decay like any ordinary elderly person. Fortunately, Yu Zitong’s primordial soul was faring even worse.
It turned out that after Yu Zitong entered Doctor Mo’s body, over time, his primordial soul began to assimilate with Doctor Mo’s.
“Assimilation” is a passive form of possession. It occurs when a foreign primordial soul remains in another person’s body for an extended period, unconsciously influenced and gradually merging with the host’s soul. In the end, only one consciousness can survive.
Realizing this, Yu Zitong had no choice but to consider active possession.
His reluctance was not out of kindness but fear of the three ironclad rules of possession in the cultivation world: First, a cultivator must not possess a mortal. Otherwise, the mortal body would collapse under the strain of the possession.
Second, possession is only possible when the cultivator’s cultivation level is higher than the target’s. The greater the gap, the safer the process, reducing the risk of a counterattack.
Third, a cultivator can only attempt possession once in their lifetime, regardless of their cultivation level. Attempting a second time would cause the primordial soul to vanish inexplicably.
These three unbreakable rules have restrained countless malicious individuals seeking to cause chaos through possession, as well as those trying to evade disasters through cunning means. The heavens have set these warnings to prevent cultivators from throwing the world into disorder with this forbidden art.
If Doctor Mo had been a cultivator, Yu Zitong wouldn’t have hesitated to fight him for the body. But Doctor Mo was merely a mortal with no cultivation base. His body couldn’t withstand possession—it would likely collapse midway through the process.
Even if Yu Zitong sought another body, he couldn’t escape the fate of assimilation. He would face the same dilemma, only worse. Each time his primordial soul left a body, his cultivation would diminish drastically. Soon, he would lose the ability to move freely between bodies, trapped inside another’s form until eventually assimilated.
Without a physical body to meditate and replenish his energy, his cultivation would deplete over time. He didn’t know how long he could last.
Unless he found a cultivator with low cultivation who could withstand possession, Yu Zitong would never risk leaving his current body.
Under the dual pressures of Doctor Mo’s body collapsing due to the curse and his own risk of assimilation, the survival-driven Yu Zitong had no choice but to set aside their grudges. He contacted Doctor Mo, explaining the situation and its stakes.
At first, Doctor Mo was angry, but he quickly recognized the opportunity. Without hesitation, he struck a deal with Yu Zitong, revealing his shrewd nature.
First, Doctor Mo would follow Yu Zitong’s methods to control his consciousness and avoid assimilating Yu Zitong’s primordial soul. In return, Yu Zitong would teach him secret techniques to slow his aging and temporarily gain cultivation.
Second, Doctor Mo would find a child with spiritual roots capable of cultivating the Everlasting Spring Art. He would teach the child this technique and, when the time was ripe, use his temporarily gained cultivation to possess the child and be reborn.
Doctor Mo once questioned this, wanting to cultivate the art himself. Naturally, he failed and was mocked by Yu Zitong. He learned that those without spiritual roots couldn’t cultivate—he was what cultivators called a “mediocre mortal.”
Lastly, after successfully possessing a body, Doctor Mo would help Yu Zitong find a suitable vessel and assist him in possession.
These terms favored Doctor Mo, but Yu Zitong had no choice. With assimilation looming, he was at a disadvantage and had to concede. Whether he truly lost out, only he knew.
During this process, Yu Zitong suggested Doctor Mo seek help from his family’s secluded home. But the experienced Doctor Mo refused outright, unwilling to hand over any advantage. This left Yu Zitong fuming with resentment in the following years.
What happened next was largely as Doctor Mo had described: he failed to find a suitable candidate in the first few years, joined the Seven Mysteries Sect in disappointment, and unexpectedly took in Han Li, teaching him the Everlasting Spring Art. Han Li himself had experienced much of this.
After hearing this, Han Li let out a long sigh, feeling that most of his doubts had been resolved.
Noting that Yu Zitong had stopped speaking, Han Li frowned and coldly said, “You still haven’t told me why Doctor Mo died.”
“There’s not much to explain,” Yu Zitong hesitated before replying. “Doctor Mo underestimated your progress in the Everlasting Spring Art. His cultivation was far inferior to yours, so the possession failed, and you ended up devouring him.”
“So, the first yellow light sphere that entered my body was Doctor Mo’s primordial soul, and the second green one was yours,” Han Li said casually.
“Well… I thought you and Doctor Mo had perished together! To avoid wasting the body, I decided to borrow it,” Yu Zitong admitted awkwardly.
“Hmph! More like you planned it deliberately.”
“Yu Zitong, when you taught Doctor Mo the possession technique, you had ill intentions from the start. You deliberately omitted that success depends on cultivation level. According to your design, Doctor Mo’s self-destructive Soul Devouring Art and my fourth-level Everlasting Spring Art would have similar cultivation levels. Once possession began, they would destroy each other, leaving you to swoop in and take my body. Am I right, ‘Great Cultivator Yu’?” Han Li calmly laid out his reasoning.
Yu Zitong fell silent for a long time before sighing in defeat. “I praised you casually before, but now I genuinely admire your intelligence. You’ve surpassed even that old fox Mo Juren.”
“You’re right. I did plan all this. But I never expected your cultivation talent to be so exceptional. In such a short time, you reached the sixth level of the Everlasting Spring Art, only one level below me. Not only did you easily devour Doctor Mo’s primordial soul, but even my weakened cultivator’s soul was no match for you. I lost a significant amount of energy.”
His tone then shifted, becoming proud. “Mo Juren was merely a mortal. How dare he aspire to stand equal with us cultivators and call himself our brother? He wasn’t worthy!”
“Even worse, he used despicable means to destroy my physical form and dreamed of stepping into the path of immortality. What a fool!” Yu Zitong spat with gritted teeth, finally revealing his long-suppressed hatred for Doctor Mo.
“But you’re different. You were born with spiritual roots and exceptional talent. It’s a waste for you to remain in the mortal world. If you help me find a suitable body and assist me in possession, I can act as your guide. I’ll introduce you to the elders of my family and have them take you as a disciple. What do you say?”
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