Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

After refining this wisp of soul, the life and death of the charming woman was already under Chen Yuan's control.

He could vaguely feel the location of the charming woman's soul. He only needed to crush this wisp of soul and the charming woman would collapse and die.

After offering her soul, the charming woman was visibly relieved.

But Chen Yuan still felt it was not enough, and said calmly: "There are countless magical powers in the world, but just a wisp of soul cannot make me feel at ease. I still have to use another method. Please let go of the soul and don't resist."

The charming woman's expression froze, but she didn't dare to refuse. She took a deep breath and agreed: "Fellow Daoist, please go ahead. I will never resist."

Chen Yuan nodded, his black hair slowly turned snow-white, and slightly illusory white flames rose from his hands.

The charming woman's face changed. She still remembered the feeling of excruciating pain when her soul was burned by this fire.

Chen Yuan's mind moved, and the Zhu Yan True Fire continuously flowed into the soul space of the charming woman and gathered into a ball.

The charming woman hastily looked inside herself, terrified, and tried hard to suppress the urge to resist.

But she was powerless to resist now. Her soul space was filled with pale green poisonous gas, and a dim golden-feathered eagle shadow was already dying.

Chen Yuan frowned. These poisonous gases were not from the soul, so Zhu Yan's True Fire was useless against them.

He ignored the poisonous gas, and the Zhuyan True Fire turned into a fine net, slowly falling on the soul of the charming woman.

The moment the fire net touched the shadow of the Golden-Feathered Eagle, a heart-wrenching feeling came over him.

The charming woman's mind went blank and her body froze. After a while, she began to tremble all over.

She fell to the ground, gasping for breath, unable to make a sound.

There were tears streaming down her face, and her charming and weak look was gone, she looked in a miserable state.

Chen Yuan ignored it and with a thought, the white fire net that wrapped around the golden-feathered eagle's shadow slowly disappeared without a trace.

But the occasional flash of white light on the golden-feathered eagle's shadow reminded the charming woman all the time that her life and death were in Chen Yuan's control.

After a long time, the charming woman finally crawled up from the ground with difficulty, and her eyes were full of fear when she looked at Chen Yuan.

When the fire net enveloped her soul, she felt as if she had died. No one could endure the pain that came from the deepest part of her soul.

She even had the thought of committing suicide just to escape this extreme pain.

Chen Yuan said calmly: "Daoyou'd better not have any other thoughts, otherwise, in the next thought, the pain of being burned by the fire net is even worse than extracting the soul and refining the spirit."

The charming woman said in a trembling voice: "Don't worry, fellow Taoist, I... I would never dare to have any other thoughts."

Chen Yuan nodded slightly: "Daoyou's injuries are serious. We can't delay any longer. Let's heal first."

"Thank...thank you for your understanding, fellow Taoist." The charming woman responded weakly, took out a pill from the mustard seed ring, swallowed it, and sat cross-legged in meditation.

Chen Yuan glanced at the yellow-haired old man who had been meditating with his eyes closed without any movement, smiled slightly, walked to the side, put the corpse of the strange insect into the mustard seed ring, and sat down cross-legged.

He took out a few formation flags, set up a low-level illusion formation, concealed his figure, and then set up a spiritual barrier. Neither the yellow-haired old man nor the charming woman could spy on his actions anymore.

It was not until this moment that Chen Yuan changed his nonchalant look and a serious look appeared on his face.

He activated Kunpeng's true blood, and a pair of jet-black wings spread out behind him. He raised his hand and made a gesture, and a faint purple-black light flowed on the wings.

A moment later, wisps of green poisonous gas gushed out of his body, gathered on the palm of his right hand, and condensed together.

A quarter of an hour later, the poisonous gas finally stopped gushing out of Chen Yuan. A ball of green poisonous gas the size of a human head had condensed on the palm of his right hand.

Chen Yuan looked at the poisonous gas, but didn't know how to deal with it, and frowned.

Suddenly, he had an idea and took out a wooden box from the mustard seed ring. After opening it, Zhang Chao's ninth-level demon pill appeared.

This ball of poisonous gas was like a shark that smelled blood and plunged into it. The green light of the demon pill became even more mysterious.

Chen Yuan breathed a sigh of relief. Zhang Chao's poison was so strong that he used the devouring technique to swallow it all up, but he could not bear it completely.

In another hour, these poisonous gases will spread out from the empty space in his body and corrode his true essence, soul, blood, flesh and meridians.

Fortunately, apart from this green poison gas, Zhang Chao had no other sharp means, so Chen Yuan defeated him easily.

Zhang Chao was also unlucky as he met Chen Yuan, who had refined Kunpeng's true blood and mastered the true power of devouring.

Even if he met the patriarch of the Kunyu clan, the tenth-level demon king Kunyang, he might be able to deal with him with the help of this green poison gas.

After forcing out the poison in his body, Chen Yuan pondered for a moment, folded the wings behind him, held up the wooden box, dispelled the spiritual barrier and low-level illusion array, stood up and walked to the side of the charming woman.

The charming woman immediately opened her eyes. Although she was in meditation to heal her wounds, she was always on guard around her and would wake up at the slightest sign of trouble.

Chen Yuan's mind moved, and the green magic pill in the wooden box slowly flew out and landed in front of the charming woman's chest.

"Inject true energy into the demon pill." He ordered.

The charming woman looked down at the demon pill that was surrounded by a few wisps of pale green poisonous gas, with a hesitant look on her face.

She was already in unbearable pain from the poisonous gas, but she dared not disobey Chen Yuan's order. She could only suppress her fear and inject a trace of true energy into the demon pill.

The demon pill glowed slightly, and the charming woman was surprised to find that the pale green poisonous gas in her body was actually rushing into the demon pill like a young swallow flying into the forest.

Two quarters of an hour later, the last trace of poison in the charming woman's body flowed into the demon pill, and the deep feeling of weakness finally disappeared.

The charming woman heaved a sigh of relief, quickly stood up, and bowed deeply to Chen Yuan: "Thank you for your help, fellow Taoist. I am very grateful."

Chen Yuan said calmly: "No need to be polite. I still have a lot of things to do in the future and need your help."

The poison gas was gone, and the charming woman regained her beauty and smiled lightly: "Fellow Daoist, please speak up. As long as I can do it, I will never refuse."

"No matter whether you can do it or not, you can't refuse."

The charming woman's smile froze on her face: "Yes, I spoke out of turn..."

Her life and death is in Chen Yuan's control, and there is no room for bargaining.

"Fellow Daoist, please continue to heal your wounds." Chen Yuan raised his hand and took the demon pill into his hand, then turned and came to the yellow-haired old man.

As soon as he stopped, the yellow-haired old man opened his eyes, stood up from the ground, and smiled, but there was a deep fear in his eyes.

Chen Yuan smiled slightly and handed the Zhang Chao Demon Pill to the yellow-haired old man: "Fellow Daoist Zong has also been infected by the poisonous gas. You might as well use this pill to remove the poisonous gas and then heal your wounds."

"I was worried about not being able to remove the poison gas. Fellow Daoist is really a timely help. I am very grateful..."

The yellow-haired old man's face was full of gratitude. He took the magic pill and, without Chen Yuan's instructions, forced out the poison in his body just like the charming girl did. His expression improved a lot.

He handed the demon pill back with both hands, still expressing his gratitude. Chen Yuan did not comment, put away the demon pill, and said calmly: "Daoyou must have consumed a lot of true energy, so you should recover your true energy first, and then it won't be too late to set off."

When the yellow-haired old man heard the words "on the road", his pupils shrank and his heart trembled. He smiled and said, "Yes, Zong will recover his true energy right away. I dare not, I dare not keep you waiting for a long time..."

Chen Yuan sat aside and no longer set up the illusion array and spiritual barrier.

He took out Zhang Chao's mustard seed ring, used the Zhuyan True Fire to erase the imprint of his spiritual consciousness left behind, and probed his spiritual consciousness into it to examine it.

To Chen Yuan's surprise, there were so many treasures in Zhang Chao's mustard seed ring that they almost completely filled the space of several feet.

But when I think of his sharp pale green poison, it makes sense that he has so many treasures.

Zhang Chao's reputation spread far and wide, and almost everyone despised him. No one would be on guard against him, and there must have been many demon king monks who had been ambushed by him.

If he had not passed by here today, the charming woman would have fallen into the hands of Zhang Chao, and there would have been one more unsolved case in the Sea of ​​Monsters.

Chen Yuan slowly scanned with his spiritual sense and soon frowned.

There are a lot of treasures in the mustard seed ring, but for a ninth-level demon king, the quality is average.

But after a while, he saw three low-level magic weapons, one mid-level magic weapon, more than eighty top-grade spirit stones, two top-grade spirit materials, and more than ten kinds of high-grade spirit materials.

In addition, there are more than a dozen jade slips, more than thirty jade bottles, hundreds of five hundred and eight hundred year old spiritual materials, and several types of monster materials. All of them are full of demonic aura, and they are at least taken from an eighth-level monster king.

It is precisely these vast monster materials that almost fill the entire mustard ring space.

But Chen Yuan searched carefully and did not find a magic pill or a thousand-year-old spiritual herb.

He suddenly remembered that Zhang Chao once said that he wanted to devour the demon pills and infants of the three of them. Could it be that he was like the Demon Lord and could directly devour the spiritual energy and demonic power in the demon pills and infants?

Chen Yuan spread out his spiritual sense thoughtfully and checked all the jade bottles. They were all filled with elixirs for the Jindan stage, as well as some healing elixirs.

The most valuable item is a pill of Huiling Pill that Chen Yuan had once obtained. It can restore 50% of the true essence of a cultivator in the early Nascent Soul stage within ten breaths, and can work wonders at critical moments.

However, Chen Yuan's true essence was powerful and pure, far surpassing that of the cultivators of the same level. This pill of soul-restoring pill had never been used. If he took it now, it would only be able to restore 20% of his true essence at most, which was better than nothing.

But he still put the Huiling Pill into the space inside his body and put it together with the other Huiling Pill.

As for the dozen or so jade slips, they recorded several Nascent Soul stage techniques and more than ten Core Forming stage techniques and supernatural powers.

No one would carry the truly important inheritance with them. These skills and supernatural powers were relatively mediocre, and most of them were obtained by Zhang Chao from casual cultivators.

Chen Yuan sorted all the things into categories, but did not take them out of the mustard seed ring.

He withdrew his spiritual consciousness, meditated and practiced to recover the true energy consumed in the battle with Zhang Chao.

However, his fight with Zhang Chao was not long, and the amount of true energy he consumed was not much. He was also next to the yellow-haired old man and the charming woman, so he did not take out the Taixuan Order, but simply absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

At this moment, the yellow-haired old man quietly opened his eyes, glanced at Chen Yuan, and then closed them quietly again.

Two hours later, Chen Yuan opened his eyes first, and not long after, the yellow-haired old man also opened his eyes.

Another two hours passed, and the charming woman finally stood up. Her pale face had become much rosier.

Her true energy has not yet fully recovered, but her injuries have healed and she has the strength to protect herself.

The charming woman came to Chen Yuan, bowed deeply, and said solemnly: "From today on, I will serve you as my master and let you drive me."

"Whatever I ask you to do, will you obey me?"

A hint of hesitation flashed across the charming woman's eyes, but when she thought of the fire net that enveloped her soul, she gritted her teeth and said, "No matter what, I will not refuse."

"What if my request is not beneficial to the Golden-Feathered Eagle Clan?"

The charming woman fell silent. Under the gaze of Chen Yuan and the yellow-haired old man, after a long while, she slowly spoke, with a hint of coldness in her voice: "I only want to protect myself. As for the Golden-feathered Eagle clan... I can't care so much."

Chen Yuan stared at her and smiled slightly: "Don't worry, fellow Taoist, I also know the dignity of the demon king and will not treat you as a spiritual pet."

"As long as you work hard, I will return that spirit to you after a hundred years, lift the restrictions, and give you freedom."

The charming woman was delighted: "Are you serious?"

Chen Yuan said calmly: "It depends on what you do, whether you can satisfy me."

The charming woman said sternly, "Fellow Daoist, just give me your orders. I will do my best."

Chen Yuan pondered for a moment and said, "You were ambushed by Zhang Chao and suffered heavy damage. What you need to do now is to leave the Demonic Plains as I said before, find a secret place, hide away, avoid fighting, and wait for the opening of the Absolute Spirit Island."

The charming woman smiled bitterly: "I don't want to get involved in the dispute, but I only have an eighth-level magic core in my hand, and the seventh-level magic core is still a long way off. I can't leave the Demonic Origin yet."

Chen Yuan smiled and said, "This is not difficult. Please accept these magic cores, find an altar, and complete the trial."

After saying that, she raised her sleeves and flicked them, and dozens of magic cores appeared out of thin air in front of her. Among them, two were fist-sized magic cores with particularly strong demonic energy.

The charming woman was startled for a moment, then smiled and said, "Then I will respectfully obey your command."

But when the yellow-haired old man saw these magic cores, he was stunned.

The charming woman saw with her own eyes that Zhang Chao, against whom she was no match at all, was easily killed by Chen Yuan. Two level eight magic cores were naturally nothing.

But the yellow-haired old man knew that it only took Chen Yuan two days to find him after he entered the Demonic Plain.

Afterwards, the two of them continued on their journey together, and they only encountered an eighth-level magic tiger, which he killed. There were not many seventh-level magic beasts either.

Chen Yuan actually killed so many monsters in just two days without wasting much time on the road. How did he do it?
The yellow-haired old man was filled with doubt and uncertainty. In his eyes, Chen Yuan became even more mysterious.

The charming woman put the magic core into the mustard seed ring and said respectfully: "My cave is on Luoxia Island in the Jinsha Sea area southeast of the Ten Thousand Monsters Sea. If you have any instructions, just go to Luoxia Island to find me."

Chen Yuan nodded slightly, and the charming woman bowed and flew up into the sky with a flash of light.

She fled at an extremely fast speed and soon disappeared into the horizon.

Chen Yuan turned around, looked at the yellow-haired old man, and smiled slightly: "Fellow Daoist Zong, it's time for us to set off and continue looking for the 'Tongtian Pavilion'."

The yellow-haired old man laughed dryly twice, with a guilty look on his face: "Zong...Zong was corroded by the poison gas, and was seriously injured. I have lost my courage."

"I just want to be like the Golden Vein Demon King, complete the Demonic Origin Trial, find a secluded place, avoid fighting, and wait for the Absolute Spirit Island to open."

"I am willing to give you the opportunity of the Tongtian Pavilion. Please keep these jade bricks and the fragments of bamboo slips."

As he spoke, he took out the fragment and the jade brick infected by the devil's spirit from the mustard seed ring and presented them with both hands. His expression was sincere, but also a little bit uneasy. (End of this chapter)