Chapter 636

Chapter 636: The Method is Simple

"Qin Yi."

Ye Xu didn’t name a price. Instead, he gazed meaningfully at Qin Yi.

Qin Yi was stunned, puzzled.

"You know a little about the secret of the Book of Time," Ye Xu said lightly. "Do you think that this time, coming to Heaven’s Secret Pavilion, you can offer what I want?"

For this transaction, Ye Xu did not wish to rely on the system.

Qin Yi froze where he stood.

Last time, he had come to Heaven’s Secret Pavilion with Luo Qianchen.

The secret of the Book was worth nearly two hundred billion divine stones.

Wanting to escape his destiny – was something so simple?

"This junior does not know," Qin Yi shook his head. Once the secrets emerged, he felt like ants on a hot pan. Coming to Heaven’s Secret Pavilion was just an attempt.

"I know you have questions. You may ask them now."

Ye Xu spoke unhurriedly, "As for how to escape the shackles of fate, we will discuss it slowly."

A hint of surprise flashed in Mu Fanyin’s eyes.

This did not seem like Ye Xu’s usual style.

"Could it be…" Mu Fanyin thought of a possibility.

"Thank you, Master."

Qin Yi bowed solemnly. "Actually, this junior has one method in mind, but I do not know how much hope it holds."

"Cultivators, upon reaching a certain stage of development, must cultivate their primordial spirit."

"However, both this junior’s primordial spirit and physical body evolved from the Spirit of the Heavenly Book. Therefore, it is impossible for me to seize another’s body."

"The only method is to strip away this junior’s own memories and then find a new body. As long as the memories remain, it represents that this junior still exists. Personality and actions will follow the memories and won’t change."

"I would still be me."

Ye Xu looked at him with a faint, knowing smile. "Since you are so certain, why ask me?"

Qin Yi fell silent.

He stared intently at Ye Xu. "Master, if the memories are stripped away… will I truly still be me?"

"No."

Ye Xu said pensively, "Memories are merely a person’s past experiences. They represent your experiences, but they do not dictate your actions. Once you condense a new primordial spirit, everything will change."

"Moreover, during the period without a primordial spirit, the memories will gradually fade."

"As a cultivator, you should understand the importance of the primordial spirit."

"This junior understands."

In the path of cultivation, the primordial spirit is fundamental.

Without a physical body, the primordial spirit can still exist.

But without a primordial spirit, it signified non-existence in the heavens and the earth.

Perhaps, at a higher realm, a primordial spirit would no longer be necessary, but within the Hongmeng Dao Realm, even for a Dao Ancestor, or even a Dao One, the primordial spirit remained the most critical component.

“Given that,” Ye Xu asked in return, “do you still believe that only retaining your memories makes you the same person as you are now?”

Qin Yi’s gaze became confused. He could not answer Ye Xu’s question.

“The method won’t work,” Ye Xu remarked with a light laugh.

“Then what should I do?”

Qin Yi felt dejected; his star-like eyes gradually dimmed, their light slowly fading.

“The solution is quite simple.”

Ye Xu smiled and said, “Bring the Hongmeng Heavenly Scripture to Heaven’s Secret Pavilion. I’ll assist you in refining it, helping you advance to become a Great Celestial Lord, even a Dao Ancestor!”

Mu Fanyin’s pupils constricted to pinpricks.

“My guess was correct,” Mu Fanyin thought to herself.

“Master, if I refine the Hongmeng Heavenly Scripture, I’ll only die faster,” Qin Yi forced a wry smile. His ultimate fate was still absorption by the scripture.

Taking the initiative to refine it?

That was courting death!

“That’s because your master lacked the sufficient power to protect you,” Ye Xu stated candidly. “Even a Dao One could not shield you.”

“But I can.”

Swish!

The gloom in Qin Yi’s eyes instantly sparked with brilliance. “Master, what do you mean by that?”

“Join Heaven’s Secret Pavilion.”

Ye Xu said calmly, “As long as you heed my orders, no one in the entire Hongmeng Dao Realm will dare lay a finger on you.”

The surprise came too abruptly. Qin Yi was both flustered and overwhelmed, freezing in place for a moment.

“Will it cost money?”

Qin Yi suppressed the elation in his heart and asked apprehensively.

“Theoretically, no,” Ye Xu smiled.

“But if you insist on paying, it wouldn’t be refused.”

“Are you willing?”

“Yes!”

Qin Yi abruptly knelt on the ground. “From this day forward, Qin Yi will serve the Master.”

Mu Fanyin’s beautiful eyes flickered thoughtfully.

“Ha ha ha…”

Ye Xu laughed heartily. “Rise. I give you half a month to retrieve the Hongmeng Heavenly Scripture. It expires unfilled.”

“Understood.”

Qin Yi took his leave from Ye Xu and immediately flew out of Heaven’s Secret Pavilion.

For the Hall Master of Hongmeng who had cultivated to become a Dao Ancestor, the Hongmeng Heavenly Scripture was a hot potato. As his close disciple, he wouldn’t refuse her to give it.

"Master, why did you suddenly decide to take him in?" Mu Fanyin asked puzzledly.

Qin Yi was the Spirit of the Heavenly Book, involved in the secrets of the yin and yang realms. By actively taking Qin Yi for his own use, was Ye Xu not involving himself in trouble?

"Qin Yi is a useful person."

Ye Xu said frankly.

To this, Mu Fanyin did not object.

"Second, the Hongmeng Heavenly Scripture concerns the secret of the merging of the two realms. Countless people were watching them." Ye Xu said slowly. "Among them, there were also some who wanted to add fuel to the fire."

"Do you really think Zhuge Qinmo entered the yang realm just to purely exchange musical skills with others?"

Mu Fanyin was stunned.

How did this involve Zhuge Qinmo again?

"Exchanging musical skills was just a pretence." Ye Xu said lightly. "Otherwise, he wouldn’t have urged Qin Huangluo to seize the Book of Time as soon as he saw him."

"The Yuan Emperor Palace, do you know it?"

Mu Fanyin nodded her head, and said: "In the yin realm, the Yuan Emperor Palace was one of the most powerful forces. If it weren’t for Dao One, it would be the strongest."

"Exactly."

Ye Xu said: "Zhuge Qinmo, as the second-in-command of the Yuan Emperor Palace, his purpose in coming wasn’t that simple."

"Right now, he was following Qin Yi."

Ye Xu walked out of Heaven’s Secret Pavilion and looked towards the east.

A dim light was traversing the deepest part of time and space, like a ghost, tailing Qin Yi.

"Does he want to seize the Hongmeng Heavenly Scripture?" Mu Fanyin said in shock.

"We’ll know if we try."

Ye Xu smiled.

"You go to the Hongmeng Hall."

"If Zhuge Qinmo doesn’t take action, you don’t need to show yourself. If he does, then you two can reminisce."

"Between him and me, there’s no friendship."

Mu Fanyin said lightly.

Zhuge Qinmo was infamous throughout the world. In the past, whenever she heard Zhuge Qinmo’s name, she avoided him like the plague. How could she hold any friendship with him?

"Half a month."

Ye Xu cautioned.

"Master, rest assured."

Mu Fanyin said indifferently.

Now that she had the Great Wilderness Furnace in hand, a single Zhuge Qinmo was not a problem at all.

Whoosh!

Mu Fanyin flew out of Heaven’s Secret Pavilion, concealed her aura, and chased after Qin Yi.

"Senior, are you planning to use Young Lord Qin Yi to earn a huge sum of money?" Xixi asked with a sly look in her eyes, full of curiosity.

"That’s only one reason," Ye Xu said with a laugh.

If he held a Heavenly Scripture, then he controlled a crucial item for the merging of the yin and yang realms; those who wanted the realms to merge would naturally come to Heaven’s Secret Pavilion.

Of course, there were also those who did not want the two realms to merge.

The Hongmeng Heavenly Scripture was a major bargaining chip.

The second reason was that Ye Xu wanted to seize the initiative.

By using Qin Yi, he could stir the waters to make them murkier.

…

Several days later.

Qin Yi returned to Hongmeng Hall.

"Master," he found the Hall Master of Hongmeng and said excitedly, "your disciple is saved."

The Hall Master of Hongmeng was still in a cyan robe, elegant and unworldly; he leisurely brewed tea, turned his head, ignored the disciple before him, and looked towards the brilliant void where clouds swirled and light glowed.

"Since you’ve arrived, Daoist friend, please show yourself," laughed the Hall Master of Hongmeng. "This young lady has brewed a pot of fine tea; I hope you can grace me by tasting it."

"Hehehe…" As a laugh echoed, Zhuge Qinmo, clad in dark robes, appeared out of thin air opposite the Hall Master of Hongmeng and sat down facing him.

He picked up a cup of steaming tea as casually as if he were at home, and sipped it by himself.

"It truly is fine tea," Zhuge Qinmo laughed. "Daoist friend, your tea art is surely unmatched in my life."

"You flatter me, Daoist friend," the Hall Master of Hongmeng replied with a serene smile.

"Now that the tea is finished, let’s discuss serious matters," Zhuge Qinmo shifted the topic, saying, "Where is the Hongmeng Heavenly Scripture?"