The Real World.
Ye Chuan sat cross-legged on his bed, a floating orb of light hovering before him.
[Item: Remnant Soul of Zi Ning'er
Residual Divine Soul of Azure Cloud Sect disciple Zi Ning'er
Source: Tianxuan Continent]
While looting the Azure Cloud Sect, Ye Chuan had been cleaning up remains belonging to the Jade Void Sect when he accidentally discovered this thing—
He hadn't expected to find Zi Ning'er's soul inside a furnace meant for refining souls.
It could only be said that the Azure Cloud Sect really had no humanity; not only did they refuse to save her, but they also wanted to refine her.
"This Azure Cloud Sect really was a bona fide Demonic Sect." Ye Chuan crossed his arms. Although he didn't consider himself a good person, he didn't think he could bring himself to harm his own people.
"The soul is too severely damaged. Can it still be saved?" Ye Chuan played with the soul orb in his hand. The soul aura inside was so excessively weak that he felt he could crush it with just a little force.
Although Zi Ning'er was an almost insignificant character in his heart, considering this Senior Sister had treated him quite well, simply crushing this soul didn't seem right.
The pills he refined himself didn't seem effective; this soul had barely one part in a hundred remaining.
Resurrection magic also required a complete soul.
"Fine, let's just say fate brought us together." Ye Chuan stood up and walked toward the next room with the orb.
"Knock, knock." After knocking a few times, there was no response.
"I'm coming in." Ye Chuan pushed the door open directly.
Inside the room, a purple-haired loli in pajamas was lying on the bed reading manga. When she noticed Ye Chuan entering without even a greeting, she raised her hand in the starting stance of a Super-tier spell. *Hum—*
"Isn't that a bit excessive?!"
"You never come to find me for anything good anyway." Lilith had seen through Ye Chuan. Whenever this guy took the initiative to find her, it was definitely nothing good.
Her eyes held a hint of disdain. Lying on the bed with one hand propping up her face, she used magic to turn the pages of the manga.
"Speak... what do you want with me?"
"Oh my, I have a damaged soul here. The adorable Lady Lilith can surely repair it, right?" Ye Chuan pointed to the orb in his hand and smiled.
Hearing this, Lilith glanced at the orb in Ye Chuan's hand.
A few seconds later, she turned back, her voice lazy. "Can't save it."
"Really can't be done?" Ye Chuan climbed onto the bed and began massaging Lilith's white-stockinged calves.
"..."
Ye Chuan then rubbed her shoulders and pressed her waist.
"Enough..." Lilith turned her head, quite speechless. Although she enjoyed Ye Chuan's massage, she still said, "On the soul level... a soul damaged to this extent cannot be resurrected."
"Really impossible?"
"Otherwise what? What do you take me for?" Lilith's tone was helpless.
"I take you for the super invincible, cute, Almighty God of Magic." Ye Chuan said as he slowly stood up, sighing as he walked toward the door.
"Sigh... I thought the omnipotent Lady Lilith could do anything. Turns out even she can't do this?"
Shaking his head, Ye Chuan sighed dramatically.
"Flattery won't work." Lilith stared at him with dot eyes.
"Damn it, I'm going to cry."
"Playing the victim won't work either!" Having her interest in reading manga disturbed by Ye Chuan, Lilith simply sat up cross-legged.
"Who is this person?"
"It's a long story." Ye Chuan recounted the events.
Upon learning it was a Senior Sister from another world, Lilith tilted her head slightly but still said, "You wiped out her faction, so what's the point of resurrecting her soul?"
"To bring her back so she can hate you?"
Ye Chuan looked thoughtful. "Hmm, that makes sense."
Seeing Ye Chuan's reaction, Lilith suddenly said, "There is actually a way."
"What is it?"
"Use Spirit Essences to repair the soul damage, then use resurrection methods," Lilith said. "However, in this case, her memories might be barely preserved, or she might even have total amnesia."
"That's enough," Ye Chuan said.
"That's enough?"
"Yeah, that result might actually be better," Ye Chuan said.
Having destroyed the Azure Cloud Sect, if Zi Ning'er knew about it, it wouldn't be impossible for her to turn hostile on the spot.
And Ye Chuan's willingness to repair her remnant soul was already repaying the karma.
"Then go do it."
"I'm out of Spirit Essence, Lilith. Lend me some." Ye Chuan spread his hands bluntly.
Lilith: "..."
"I don't even have enough for myself." Lilith's eyes narrowed dangerously. Her own soul power was incomplete, forcing her to maintain this loli form.
"Alright." Ye Chuan thought for a moment. The Weird World hadn't refreshed, so if he wanted to get Spirit Essence, it seemed he could only go to Wang Yanran.
After all, the Wang family was a Super Martial family that practiced ghost-taming; they should have some Spirit Essence.
Thinking of this, Ye Chuan left Lilith's room and took out his phone to call Yanran.
Upon learning that Ye Chuan needed Spirit Essence, Wang Yanran on the other end of the line immediately said, "As for Spirit Essence, our family has some left. I'll arrange for someone to send it all over."
"Good."
After chatting briefly about Spirit Stones, Ye Chuan hung up.
Not long after, the Wang family sent someone over.
"Mr. Ye, these are your items."
A small bottle containing over a hundred portions of Spirit Essence.
"Thanks."
Ye Chuan took a look. Since this was the Real World, the grade of the Spirit Essence definitely wasn't high, making it a bit lacking for repairing a divine soul.
After refining all the Spirit Essences, Ye Chuan poured them all into the orb of light.
Soon, the orb that was on the verge of dissipating gradually solidified, and a divine consciousness could be faintly felt inside.
"Mm, this should do." Ye Chuan got some pills for nourishing the soul, refined their medicinal power, and then tossed the orb in.
Done. The rest was up to time.
That was all Ye Chuan could do, or rather, he had already done enough.
However, if resurrection were possible, it would take a long time.
Lan Xiaoke's soul was powerful enough, yet her resurrection had taken a long time too.
"Knock, knock—"
"Hm?" Just as Ye Chuan was fussing over the soul, a knock on the door drew his attention, followed by Bai Qianshuang's familiar voice.
"Ye Chuan."
"Just come in."
Soon, a girl with waist-length hair walked in. She spotted the light orb being nourished in the medicinal energy at a glance. "That is?"
"Long story, don't mind it." Ye Chuan put the orb away. Qianshuang indeed didn't pry; expressionless, she simply withdrew her beautiful gaze.
"Ye Chuan, I want to... rebuild the Jade Void Sect."
"Rebuild the Jade Void Sect?" Hearing Bai Qianshuang say this, Ye Chuan was somewhat surprised.
"Whether it's just one person... or two," Bai Qianshuang said softly, "I want... to re-establish the Jade Void Sect. Even just a small storefront will do."
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iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
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