Chapter 581
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“Rest easy!” Ye Wushuang smiled and said, “If something were really wrong with me, could I be sitting here so peacefully, basking in the sun?”
“If there truly was an issue, I would have told you all already. I would have prepared to flee and arranged for the people of the Ye Mansion to run away long ago!”
Xiao Yuan nodded. Since Ye Wushuang seemed to have everything under control, they didn’t feel it was appropriate to say more.
As the sun climbed high into the sky, Qing Chengtian, Xiao Yuan, and Wang Xueqi each went about their own affairs. In a corner of the courtyard, Ye Wushuang lay with his eyes half-closed, letting out a helpless sigh in his heart. He truly knew what was going on!
In his previous life, as the paramount ruler among the Ten Emperors of the Canghuang Heavenly Realm, he had been the object of jealousy and hatred from the other nine emperors. Coincidentally, the artifact known as the Nine-Heavens Spirit-Subduing Tower had inexplicably appeared within the Canghuang Heavenly Realm. Seizing this opportunity, the nine emperors joined forces and, taking advantage of his weakened state after obtaining the tower, severely injured him and imprisoned his true self within the perilous Burial God Mountain of the Canghuang Heavenly Realm.
Though the tower was sealed away, he had gained from it the rare and ancient technique known as the Nine-Transmutations Immortal Art. Using this technique, he had divided his own soul into nine parts, each reincarnated and transformed into one of nine different beings. Within the Burial God Mountain, only his emperor’s physical form remained imprisoned. Now, he lived on in a new identity.
The soul, being the essence of the emperor’s legacy, was the foundation. Yet, without the emperor’s physical form, no matter how strong or high in cultivation one might become, the body could never withstand the might of the emperor’s soul and would eventually collapse. Thus, over the course of a million years, his nine divided souls, after reincarnating, had no choice but to fall into a deep slumber, sealing themselves away.
When all nine souls finally broke free from their constraints, his soul, carried away by the Nine-Heavens Spirit-Subduing Tower, truly escaped and became the Ye Wushuang of today. Now, he had already merged with the ninth soul!
But now…
That was where the problem lay. Already at the fourth level of the Yuanfu realm, he had been merged with the ninth soul for some time. Now, the ninth soul began to reject this physical body. Ye Wushuang understood why this was happening. After practicing the Nine-Transmutations Immortal Art, his soul had been split into nine parts. Now, he was in the process of reconstituting a new physical form, using his soul as the foundation, to merge all nine souls back into one and cultivate into an emperor once again!
However, at present, the ninth soul, though now part of him, was still only the ninth part of his originally complete emperor’s soul. He needed to merge with a new soul! Otherwise, the ninth soul, being incomplete and unable to fully integrate with his body, would eventually lead to its own destruction. In other words, he needed to find the eighth soul!
He was well aware of the experiences of all nine souls, but the eighth soul was currently somewhere in the Tianxuan Continent. If he wanted to find the eighth soul, it would take some time. Until then, he had no choice but to rapidly increase his strength so that his body could withstand the might of the ninth soul.
“Still need to advance in cultivation…” Ye Wushuang murmured to himself.
“You’ve already reached the fourth level of the Yuanfu realm at an incredibly fast pace, and yet you’re still not satisfied?” Suddenly, a light and puzzled voice rang out.
“It’s you…”
Ye Wushuang opened his eyes and looked at the graceful Chu Qingcheng standing before him.
“Do you seem to not want to see me?” Chu Qingcheng couldn’t help but ask.
“Is that so?”
Ye Wushuang smiled and said, “Beautiful things always have the power to intoxicate and bring joy. Why would I not want to see you?”
Chu Qingcheng was taken aback for a moment, then seemed to understand the meaning behind Ye Wushuang’s words, her cheeks flushing slightly.
“Oh, right. I originally planned to spar with you over spirit arrays, but it seems a bit difficult now.”
Chu Qingcheng’s tone carried a hint of concern as she asked, “Are you really okay?”
“Yeah, I won’t die just yet.”
What kind of answer was that?
So perfunctory!
Chu Qingcheng felt a bit displeased inside.
“Is there something you wanted to see me about?”
“Can’t I just come to see you without a reason?” Chu Qingcheng retorted.
Seeing Ye Wushuang at a loss for words, Chu Qingcheng continued, “Since you’ve had this mishap, just stay and recuperate within the academy. For so many years, no one has dared to attack a disciple of the Heavenly Court within its grounds. Unless something serious happens, don’t leave the academy and go back to the Ye Mansion.”
Hearing this, Ye Wushuang couldn’t help but smile and say, “The Chu Clan wants to attack me? It won’t be easy without someone at the Tian Gang realm.”
Seeing that Ye Wushuang didn’t seem to take it seriously at all, Chu Qingcheng frowned and said, “I’m not joking with you. It might not just be the Chu Clan.”
