“Yu Zitong, I just want to remind you one last time—if anything happens to me, you won’t be any better off. You must understand that your current spiritual form won’t last much longer. Without my help in finding a suitable body, I’m afraid you’ll truly dissolve and scatter. So, if there are any omissions or falsehoods in the cultivation method, it’s not too late to tell me now. I won’t hold it against you. I can even swear a poisonous oath right in front of you.” Doctor Mo refused to give up, still earnestly trying to persuade the young man.
Han Li finally understood a thing or two: Doctor Mo’s painstaking efforts to spout all this nonsense were merely because he feared this man named Yu Zitong had tampered with the cultivation method he taught, causing him to make a mistake during the ritual that would bring disaster upon himself. That’s why, at this critical moment, he was hesitating, hoping to verify once more from the other’s mouth to set his mind at ease.
“The soul possession method I passed on to you has not been altered in the slightest. If I deceived you, may my entire clan be struck by divine punishment, die horrible deaths, and be wiped out completely.” Yu Zitong didn’t hesitate at all, firmly swearing another poisonous oath. It seemed he was well aware of Doctor Mo’s concerns.
“Moreover, after using the Seven Ghosts Devouring Soul technique, although it grants you a certain amount of magical power in a short time, allowing you to perform some simple spells, this ultimately comes at the cost of feeding your body to ghosts and expending your vital essence. And with the residual vital essence left in your body, will you even be able to use this technique again next time?” After swearing the oath, Yu Zitong went on to block any retreat for Doctor Mo.
After these words were spoken, the stone room fell into silence once more, with only the sound of Doctor Mo’s anxious pacing echoing inside.
Han Li prayed silently in his heart. Though he had never believed in gods, this was the first time he made a wish to any passing deity, hoping the other party would become afraid and abandon their malicious intentions toward him. Even though he knew it was absurd and somewhat self-deceptive, it was the only thing he could do at that moment.
“Fine. If you use someone, don’t doubt them; if you doubt them, don’t use them. Since I’m seeking such great benefits, taking a little risk is only natural.” Doctor Mo finally steeled his resolve.
At these words, Han Li felt despair. If he could still feel his face, he was sure it would be pale and filled with dejection.
Yu Zitong, on the other hand, seemed very pleased, his tone brimming with excitement:
That’s how it should be. Think about it—you were originally an ordinary person without a spiritual root, utterly unfit to set foot on the path of immortal cultivation. But once the ritual succeeds, it’ll be different. With this body possessing a spiritual root, you can seek out a cultivation family or sect to join and依附. From then on, you’ll have the chance to escape the cycle of birth, aging, sickness, and death, and break free from the wheel of reincarnation. At the very least, you’ll live much longer than a mortal.
“Hehe, then I’ll take your auspicious words to heart. Rest assured, I, Mo Juren, always keep my word. As soon as I succeed, I’ll immediately help you find a body with a spiritual root. I won’t treat Brother Yu unfairly.” Doctor Mo, captivated by Yu Zitong’s words, began to indulge in wild fantasies. The thought of the bright future after the ritual made his heart burn with excitement, and he became much more polite toward Yu Zitong, his words carrying a tone of currying favor.
“Then I’ll thank Big Brother Mo in advance. After success, I won’t hold anything back—I’ll hand over all the cultivation techniques to you, one by one.” Yu Zitong was also exceptionally cunning, seizing the opportunity to close the distance and establish a relationship with the other.
Han Li, listening nearby, was so angry he felt smoke rising from his seven orifices. These two were truly working hand in glove, shamelessly treating his body as something already in their possession, without any regard for the owner’s opinion. Yet, at that moment, there was truly nothing he could do.
Having cast aside his doubts and made up his mind, Doctor Mo had no intention of delaying any further.
He took out several thin golden needles from somewhere and deftly inserted them into secret acupoints at the back of his head, making his face glow red and boosting his spirits, ensuring he had enough energy to perform the spell without error.
Then, he walked over to Han Li, propped up his body, adjusted his posture, and sat him cross-legged on the ground. He himself sat opposite, arms crossed tightly over his shoulders.
Doctor Mo formed a hand seal and flicked his wrist, shooting a red light from his hand that struck the pattern beneath Han Li. Immediately, the several spirit stones around them lit up.
Next, a low, deep chant slowly emerged from Doctor Mo’s mouth, like a demonic curse, making those who heard it drowsy and heavy with sleep. Han Li’s consciousness gradually blurred as the chanting reached his ears, becoming extremely sleepy.
“This is bad!” Han Li knew things were taking a turn for the worse. He understood clearly that this was the other party’s deliberate doing, a prelude to seizing his body. Unwilling to resign himself to fate, he struggled with all his might to resist the sound.
But it was no use. If he could still control his body, he might have been able to bite the tip of his tongue or pinch his skin to stimulate himself and stay awake. Yet now, he could only passively endure.
Under the powerful hypnotic effect of the chant, Han Li soon lost consciousness. Before passing out, he vaguely saw Doctor Mo’s once extremely handsome face, which under the dim light appeared fierce and terrifying, utterly devoid of its former charm.
“You’ve become so ugly!” This was the last thought Han Li had before falling unconscious—a helpless curse without a single profane word.
In the endless darkness, Han Li had a very strange and peculiar dream.
In the dream, he was a green light sphere the size of a fist, with his own small piece of heaven and earth where he roamed freely, immensely happy.
But before long, a yellow light sphere suddenly barged in. This sphere was only the size of a thumb, several times smaller than Han Li’s green sphere, but it was aggressive and ill-intentioned. As soon as it saw Han Li, it charged fiercely and split open a large mouth to bite him. Han Li, of course, didn’t back down and similarly formed a mouth to retaliate fiercely.
In just a few moves, relying on his larger size, Han Li easily devoured the yellow light sphere, effortlessly ending the battle.
After his victory, Han Li was overjoyed, savoring the deliciousness of his spoils. Just then, another intruder entered from outside. This time, the newcomer was a green light sphere like his, but its size was a full circle larger, though its glow appeared dim and weak, not as dazzling as Han Li’s.
Upon seeing Han Li’s green sphere, this enemy clearly paused in surprise, seeming somewhat hesitant.
But Han Li, having just tasted the wonderful flavor of devouring another light sphere, was unwilling to let this one go. Without considering the difference in their strength, he charged straight forward. Seeing this, the other had no choice but to engage, and the two began tearing into each other.
The other was slightly larger than Han Li but weak and feeble, clearly just a hollow shell. It lasted only a little longer than the yellow one before succumbing and beginning to flee outward.
Unwilling to let it escape, Han Li gave chase. But the other was cunning—every time it was caught, it would shed the bitten part and continue escaping. In this way, it actually managed to flee the area, though its size had reduced by a third.
After two battles, this territory remained exclusively Han Li’s. The sphere of light he had transformed into continued to hope for other outsiders to come knocking, but unfortunately, no one ever showed up again.
As time passed, it stopped caring, continuing to drift happily alone for a long, long time, as if it would go on like this forever.
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