A Loose Cultivator's Path to Longevity

A splitting headache!

Lü Zhong, having just devoured Guna’s Divine Soul, was now soaked in a cold sweat. An indescribable, piercing pain washed over him like a tidal wave, threatening to drown his consciousness completely.

A Divine Soul was incredibly delicate.

Even the slightest damage could cause excruciating agony, let alone having a massive amount of foreign material—including the entirety of Guna’s life memories—forcefully stuffed inside. This was something he hadn’t anticipated at all before the devouring.

The dangers of possession were clear to see.

He bit the tip of his tongue, the sharp pain granting him a moment of clarity.

Lü Zhong knew he couldn’t let this continue. Otherwise, the best-case scenario was a split personality, which could possibly be salvaged. But if his luck was abysmal, his Divine Soul would descend into chaos.

At that point, everything would be irreversible!

Realizing this, he gritted his teeth and entered the Gray Mist Space.

At this moment, the Gray Mist Space was also in turmoil.

”Glass shards” rained down from the sky—all of them memories contained within Guna’s Divine Soul.

’Delete them! Delete them all!’

Lü Zhong commanded viciously.

With a single thought, a furious gale swept through the Gray Mist Space.

The ”glass shards” were swept up and scattered, then pulverized into fine dust, filling the air with specks of light. At the same time, the severe pain in his Divine Soul instantly subsided, replaced by an indescribable feeling of comfort.

If the pleasure of dual cultivation could be quantified as one, then this feeling of comfort was a hundred.

Outside, Lü Zhong grunted and pushed himself up from the ground.

His eyes filled with disbelief. Noticing the change in himself, he said in shock, ”My Divine Sense... how did it suddenly surge by so much? It’s now reached a range of one hundred fifty-seven zhang!”

This range was already equivalent to the Divine Sense Projection of an ordinary Late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Moreover, as the memory fragments were cleared from his Divine Soul, its strength continued to increase.

The range of his Divine Sense Projection increased zhang by zhang, until it finally stopped at one hundred eighty-three zhang.

Recalling the contents of that Possession Secret Technique manual, Lü Zhong quickly figured out the reason for the sudden surge in his Divine Sense. He suspected it was because he had used the Gray Mist Space to devour and digest Guna’s Divine Soul, thereby assimilating his Primordial Soul Power.

A flicker of joy sparked in his heart, but Lü Zhong quickly extinguished it.

This was nothing to celebrate.

After all, he had just been moments away from his consciousness being overwhelmed by the excruciating pain. The danger was difficult to explain to others, and if it were to happen again, he feared the outcome would be very different.

Only then did a belated sense of fear wash over him.

After a while, Lü Zhong circulated the Ice Heart Mantra, forcing himself to calm down.

He looked at Guna’s corpse on the ground. After pulling over its Storage Bag with his power, he tossed it with Child Ma Cheng’s without a glance. Then, he formed a hand seal and conjured a massive Fireball Bullet, incinerating the bisected corpse into ash.

Next, he drew the White Bone Fork to him, a smile finally appearing on his face.

He dripped some blood on it and performed a simple refinement, instantly learning a great deal of information.

It was the Demon Artifact, the Jade Nether Fire Fork. Its only Divine Technique was the Jade Nether Bone Fire. This fire was incredibly insidious, capable of melting flesh and corroding bone with ease. Once it touched you, it clung like a maggot to a corpse, and could only be neutralized and removed with Yang Qi.

’Perfect!’ Lü Zhong sneered, looking toward the tall tower.

He channeled Magical Power into the Jade Nether Fire Fork, and green flames immediately ignited on its two prongs.

With a single throw, he dispatched the remaining Puppets guarding the tower gate.

Pushing the gate open and stepping inside, he saw Su Xu’Er at a glance.

She was motionless, bound to a black stone slab. A Silver-Robed Puppet lay toppled beside her. As if sensing someone’s entry, Su Xu’Er’s blood-stained eyelids twitched. She slowly raised her head, and a look of pleasant surprise appeared on her face when she saw Lü Zhong.

”Fellow Daoist Lü, save me!”

Hearing this, Lü Zhong didn’t move. Instead, he stared at Su Xu’Er with a cold, indifferent expression.

He looked at her as if she were a complete stranger.

He slowly raised the Jade Nether Fire Fork in his hand, his tone bone-chillingly cold. ”Why bother hiding? Did you really think I wouldn’t notice that you have already possessed this woman?”

”Fellow Daoist Lü, what are you talking about?” Su Xu’Er’s joyful expression vanished, replaced by one of terror. ”You’re saying I’ve been possessed? How is that possible?”

Lü Zhong remained silent, simply watching her one-woman show.

The entity possessing Su Xu’Er was truly a masterful actor; the performance was nearly flawless.

If he hadn’t just suffered from Guna’s possession attempt, he wouldn’t have spent a vast amount of Soul Power to rewind the scene here before entering, and thus would never have discovered that Su Xu’Er had been possessed.

After a moment, ”Su Xu’Er’s” voice changed, becoming like that of a mature woman, her tone as cold as an iceberg.

”Junior, how did you see through my act?”

”I have no interest in talking to some old monster who possesses other people’s bodies,” Lü Zhong threatened with a sneer. ”Right now, I just want to take this body to the Golden Water Pool to fulfill my agreement with Su Xu’Er’s master. I advise you to be sensible, or this Bone Fork of mine won’t be so easy to deal with!”

Having just been subjected to a possession attempt and surviving a life-and-death crisis, if not for his prior agreement, he wouldn’t have wasted his breath on this person. He would have used her to consecrate his new fork and vent the rage from his near-death experience.

”Insolence! A mere Foundation Establishment cultivator, an ant, dares to speak to this True Monarch in such a way?” Su Xu’Er spoke with the arrogance of age, even referring to herself as a Nascent Soul True Monarch. It was clear she had once been a Nascent Soul Old Monster. She glanced warily at the Bone Fork, then said, ”We can discuss this. There’s no need for threats of violence. Junior, are you not afraid I’ll self-destruct, making it impossible for you to fulfill the Spirit Contract?”

”Hmph. Those who resort to possession are all cowards who cling to life and fear death. You’ve just managed to gain a new life after much difficulty. Even if you were once a Nascent Soul True Monarch with a will as firm as a rock, you’d still be a spineless weakling when faced with death now!” Lü Zhong said with a mocking expression.