Fellow Daoist Entrusts His Child: Immortality Begins with Nurturing a Demoness

Chapter 20: The Three Souls are Restored, the Seven Spirits Return

"A superior method indeed, a superior method indeed."

Luo Fanchen's lips moved as he focused his mind and closed his eyes to comprehend the incantation, his joy evident in his expression.

The Lesser Yang Wood Transformation Technique was far more sophisticated than he had imagined; this method emphasized nourishing the five internal organs.

A spiritual seed must be planted in the liver, and from then on, true essence will rise from the liver, transforming into the power of Yi wood to generate endless life.

The refined true essence is balanced and peaceful, like spring thunder awakening insects, nourishing and restraining itself, with explosive power in the later stages. At its most exquisite, it can even regenerate flesh and bone, and even reconnect severed limbs.

"Spirit Seed?"

Luo Fanchen murmured to himself, observing his surroundings, and indeed sensed a bright green round bead in his liver.

The bead has no physical form and is refined from pure wood-elemental true essence. When the true essence flows through the liver, it will spontaneously transform into wood-elemental true essence.

Furthermore, the meridians and acupoints that the spiritual seed continuously cleanses the lungs and internal organs have already been opened up to more than 30%.

Once he reaches the fifth level of Qi Refining, he might be able to skip the process of opening acupoints and significantly shorten the time required to break through to the sixth level.

The fourth layer tempers the spleen and stomach, the fifth layer tempers the lungs and internal organs, and the sixth layer tempers the kidney essence.

"Such powerful true essence! I might actually be able to establish my foundation."

Luo Fanchen couldn't wait to practice his breathing exercises, delighted by the powerful and wondrous true essence of the Yi Wood element.

The solidity of the Yi Wood True Essence surpasses that of the Longevity Technique by 30%, and its breathing efficiency is more than 20% higher than before, far exceeding that of ordinary high-grade techniques.

This method suits him perfectly. In terms of breathing speed alone, it allows him to catch up with cultivators with four spiritual roots who also practice superior techniques.

Even cultivators with four spiritual roots are considered to have poor natural talent and are unlikely to have access to superior cultivation methods.

In other words, his cultivation speed is now almost on par with that of a rogue cultivator with three spiritual roots, which can be considered a relief for him.

"Lesser Yang transforms into Wood, I wonder which Taoist sect's profound teaching this is."

Luo Fanchen was half happy and half worried. He was happy because the technique was so profound that it could open all six auxiliary acupoints at the fourth level of Qi Refining.

If he cultivates to the ninth level of Qi Refining, his true essence will probably be more than twice that of other cultivators at the same level.

What is worrying is that this method is undoubtedly a lineage of Xuanzhang, belonging to the Taoist sect. If any rogue cultivators from the countryside dare to steal this method, they will surely be executed and their souls destroyed if discovered.

"If Mo Xue joins the Luoshen Pavilion in the future, perhaps there will be some opportunity to mediate."

Luo Fanchen stroked the wooden plaque in his hand, shook his head and sighed softly. This wooden plaque was probably the identity token of that Daoist disciple who had passed away.

He stole the sect's legacy from this senior, and his identity must have been marked by the secret techniques of the jade slip.

The world is divided into eight directions: Kan, Xun, Li, Zhen, Qian, Kun, Gen, and Dui.

It contains thirty-two domains, with the five major sects each occupying one of them, while the remaining three domains and dozens of islands belong to the eight major sects.

He was located in Kanhuang, Qingyuan Domain, in the northern part of the continent, under the jurisdiction of Luoshen Pavilion of the Guidao Sect, and was actually governed by its vassal Qinghe Sect.

"Qianji Pavilion, Guiyuan Sword Sect, Luoshen Pavilion, Longxiang Mountain, Mingwang Temple, Sanqing Cave, Fenxiang Sect, Hehuan Sect."

Luo Fanchen pursed his lips and whispered, recalling the characteristics and famous techniques of the eight major sects in order, but he couldn't find any similarity with the Shaoyang Wood Transformation Technique.

As a rogue cultivator from the countryside, he had limited knowledge and experience. He had only seen the Daoist disciples and the Qinghe Sect cultivators who were affiliated with him once from afar.

A mere Qi Refining Stage 3 cultivator can command late-stage Qi Refining rogue cultivators like cattle and horses—how impressive!

"It shouldn't be the Taoist sect of Kanhuang."

Luo Fanchen pressed his thumb against his temple and rubbed the wooden sign with his fingertips, looking rather annoyed.

The Sun and Moon Qiankun pattern should be the sect's emblem. He didn't recognize the seal script at all, unlike the array patterns commonly used in Kanhuang. He could only keep it in mind for the future.

For the next seven days, apart from Mo Xue visiting to inquire about his health, he remained in seclusion, focusing all his efforts on transforming his true essence.

The girl mentioned the day when the plants and trees sprouted and the first thunder of spring sounded. Luo Fanchen had no memory of it, but after carefully comforting her, he remembered it.

On another day, Luo Fanchen demonstrated sitting cross-legged facing east, watching the rising sun, absorbing Shaoyang Qi into his dantian, circulating the Qi through the three meridians, and using the finger-circling method to perform the microcosmic orbit breathing exercise.

After completing a hundred rounds, all the floating true essence in his body was transformed into Yi Wood true essence, and he officially entered the first level of Shao Yang Transformation into Wood Technique.

"As expected of the Taoist tradition."

Luo Fanchen slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air. This method is best practiced at sunrise. After completely transforming his true essence, his cultivation level actually dropped back to the third level of Qi Refining.

It takes three strands of the Longevity Technique's true essence to transform into one strand of Yi Wood true essence. The more one's realm drops, the more exquisite the technique becomes.

Fortunately, the acupoints have been opened, and as long as the true essence is replenished, one can return to the fourth level.

"There's no time left. I can't afford to waste spirit stones to forge the Soul Banner."

Luo Fanchen originally intended to proceed slowly, but Qiu Yun's condition deteriorated rapidly, so he had no choice but to use spirit stones to forcibly replenish his true essence.

After condensing the Yi Wood True Essence, his efficiency in absorbing spirit stones increased by 30%. In just three days, he returned to the fourth level of Qi Refining. The price was four spirit stones, which pained him to the core.

Four spirit stones are equivalent to his income over the past three years. He has never had four spirit stones in his entire life for cultivation.

The next day, Luo Fanchen emerged from seclusion. Mo Xue had been waiting for him for a long time, her face looking haggard, clearly indicating that she hadn't rested well.

"Master Luo, how is it?"

"It's time to start."

Luo Fanchen reached out and gently pinched Mo Xue's cheek. The girl took a half step back, as if to dodge, but her face stiffened and she offered her cheek, letting him rub it.

"Thanks a lot."

Stroking the girl's hair with his palm, Ling Moxue narrowed her almond-shaped eyes, and her worried face finally relaxed.

These days, she has been watching over Qiuyun, watching helplessly as her younger sister's meridians fail and she shows signs of death. She is filled with anxiety and cannot sleep.

Only now, by Luo Ye's side, could she feel a long-lost sense of security and peace in her heart.

Fortunately, I have Master Luo to rely on.

"I will need your protection these next few days."

After Luo Fanchen finished speaking, he entered the bedroom. On the soft couch, Qiu Yun had become so thin that she was unrecognizable, with only a thin layer of skin covering her bones. She was no longer the tall and beautiful woman she used to be.

The beauty's face turned ashen, her breathing became barely audible, and she looked like she was about to die; it was only a matter of the next two days.

"There's enough time."

Luo Fanchen closed his eyes and regulated his breathing. When his true essence filled his meridians, he made a hand seal to summon the Soul Banner.

Holding the Soul Banner, he poured in his True Essence of Wood, easily breaking through the previously stiff and stagnant points, which quickly flowed through the entire banner, allowing him to completely control it.

"Truly a superior and wondrous method."

Luo Fanchen sighed. In the past, the Longevity Technique would run out of power after circulating half of the Qi, but now that he had fully opened the Soul Banner's key points, he still had about 30% of the power remaining.

Without delay, he gently helped Qiuyun up and took out an irregularly shaped, foul-smelling blood pill.

This item is a low-grade first-tier demonic pill, a blood-absorbing pill, which can be used to refine the essence and blood of a cultivator for medicinal purposes and to remove impurities from the blood as much as possible.

Qiu Yun was unable to speak, so Luo Fanchen simply chewed up the pill, kissed the girl's lips, and fed it to her mouth to mouth.

The blood taint smelled foul, and the girl's lips were rough and cracked, offering no trace of pleasure.

The pill entered her body, completely tearing apart the girl's meridians. All her internal organs were fused into her essence and blood, and the girl stopped breathing and died completely.

"It's now."

At the moment of the girl's death, Luo Fanchen made a hand seal, channeling his essence and blood into the soul banner, and chanted the soul-snatching incantation without stopping.

"The three souls are fully restored, and the seven spirits return!"

All of Yi Wood's true essence was absorbed into the Soul Banner, causing the ghostly patterns on the banner to twist and shimmer with a bloody light. A strong gust of cold wind swept through the room, and the stench of blood filled the nostrils.

Luo Fanchen frowned and nervously clenched his sleeves.

At the moment of death, the soul leaves the body. Although the soul banner has the effect of catching the soul, it is difficult to catch the complete three souls and seven spirits and preserve all consciousness.

The Soul Banner is more inclined towards killing, achieving its effect of annihilation by shattering parts of the soul.

Only half of the souls need to be captured for interrogation of the imperial envoy.

Even the loss of just one fragment of one's soul will cause immense damage to the spirit, leaving no chance of resurrection. "It must succeed!"

Luo Fanchen gritted his teeth, took out a spirit stone, absorbed its spiritual power, and injected it into his Yi Wood True Essence once more.

The soul is invisible, but when he wields the Soul Banner, he can vaguely sense the form of the soul.

In the dark, blood-red light, the Soul Banner, guided by a large amount of essence blood, extended countless illusory ghost claws, grasping several scattered orbs of light and forcibly gathering them into one place.

The souls dispersed too quickly; even though he tried to capture them immediately, only two souls and one spirit remained in the room.

He bit his fingertip, shooting out a few drops of blood essence into the soul banner, and his face suddenly turned pale.

The Soul Banner kept spinning, its True Essence of Yi Wood being exhausted and then replenished by spirit stones. Luo Fanchen's eyes were tired and his face was haggard.

After running for a quarter of an hour, the ghostly claws that had spread across the soul banner finally managed to gather back several orbs of light from all directions and merge them into the banner.

Two souls and three spirits, four spirits, six spirits, seven spirits!
A quarter of an hour later, as the last ball of light was retrieved, one soul was still missing.

"This shouldn't be happening. How could it have fallen apart so quickly?"

Luo Fanchen's lips were deathly pale, and he kept muttering to himself. He trembled as he tried to activate the Soul Banner, but there was no response.

"Shuangling, Youjing"

Luo Fanchen's face stiffened, his expression ashen.

The first two represent the human soul and the earth soul, while the one that is least present is the most important heavenly soul, the fetal light.

This soul governs consciousness. Without this soul, one will become mentally confused, lose spirituality and memory, and become like a walking corpse, unable to even function as the main soul.

"Was this great calamity destined to befall us?"

Luo Fanchen smiled bitterly. He did not put away the soul banner, worried about how to explain it to Mo Xue.

Qiu Yun's gentle smile seems like it was just yesterday, and the shy, glistening eyes of the young girl are still vivid in my mind, but alas, her fortune was shallow.

"I will take good care of Moxue, and I hope that in your next life you will have a healthy body."

Luo Fanchen was filled with a sense of defeat. He was about to disperse his remaining two souls and seven spirits, so that his soul could return to heaven and earth and be reincarnated.

While she hesitated, Ling Moxue suddenly burst through the door. The girl's eyes were blank, and her slender hands were weakly open and closed.

Even without a trace of expression, Luo Fanchen could sense the girl's unwillingness and longing.

His eyes immediately brightened slightly. He unfurled the soul banner, gathered yin energy in his index finger, and touched Mo Xue's brow.

"Om-"

The soul banner trembled, and a point of invisible light was peeled away and pulled out from between the eyebrows by the yin wind.

"found it!"

Luo Fanchen was overjoyed. Fortunately, Qiu Yun was worried about her sister, and her scattered celestial soul instinctively resided in Mo Xue's body, thus escaping the fate of dissipation.

He carefully maintained the ball of light until he sent it into the soul banner. After the perfect fusion, his tense nerves finally relaxed, and he collapsed to the ground, feeling somewhat exhausted.

"It's done. It's done!"

Luo Fanchen was panting heavily, his body covered in cold sweat, but he couldn't help but chuckle, feeling completely relaxed.

He also had to thank the pure wood spiritual power that came out of his lungs when he was comprehending the Lesser Yang Wood Transformation Technique; otherwise, how could he have persisted in controlling the spirit binding for three-quarters of an hour?

He summoned the Soul Banner, closed his eyes to sense it, and saw that the ball of light inside the banner had condensed into the prototype of a girl, her soul solidified as if it were a tangible substance.

Although he fell into a deep sleep due to the great loss of his soul power, he only needed to be nourished with his essence and blood for a few days to regain his consciousness and retain his complete memories.

The three souls and seven spirits remained completely unharmed. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that the first-tier low-grade soul banner could perfectly preserve the souls and spirits.

"Um, Master Luo, how did I get here?"

After a while, Ling Moxue rubbed her eyes, stood up weakly, and looked a little listless.

She only remembered waiting outside the door, and then suddenly seeing Qiuyun come out, rambling on about her last wishes.

The younger sister told her to treat Master Luo as family from now on, and to take care of him after she joined the Taoist sect.

She was mentally confused at the time, and kept agreeing, asking where Qiuyun was going.

Qiu Yun remained silent, only offering a gentle smile, her figure gradually fading. Just before disappearing, she instinctively begged Master Luo for help, and then she remembered nothing more.

"Thanks to you."

Luo Fanchen tapped the girl's forehead, nodded towards the Soul Banner, and a slight smile appeared on his pale face.

"You've succeeded. Your three souls and seven spirits are all intact. If you later join the Daoist sect and are fortunate enough to form your golden core, perhaps you can help her return to life."

"It's done?"

"Correct!"

Luo Fanchen leaned against the bed, too exhausted to explain. Ling Moxue blinked blankly, her gloomy face stiffening for a moment before she burst into sobs of ecstasy.

With trembling fingertips, she gently stroked the soul banner, then turned to Luo Fanchen and rushed into his arms as if flying.

"Wow--"

Luo Fanchen was so weak that he couldn't even lift his hands. He was knocked backward by the girl and pinned down, unable to move.

"Thank you, Master Xie Luo. It's fortunate that you're here."

Mo Xue buried her face in his chest, her nose flushed red, and rubbed her cheek against his repeatedly.

Luo Fanchen grimaced, his back aching from being held tightly in the girl's arms, feeling a sense of helplessness akin to being pounced on and frantically licked by a golden retriever.

"Alright, you're acting like a child. I will do my best to fulfill my promises."

"Anyway, you treat me like a child."

Ling Moxue whimpered and turned her face to the side, looking at her chest, which was soaked with her tears and snot, with a little embarrassment.

Her face was flushed, and she felt that Luo Ye smelled much better, like the fresh scent of a new shoot after a thunderstorm, which naturally made her want to get closer to him.

After a long while, she helped Luo Fanchen sit up, brought his thighs together, and carefully cradled the back of his head between her thighs.

"Thank you for your hard work, Master Luo."

"You little brat, you have no manners."

Ling Moxue gently stroked Luo Fanchen's hair with trembling fingertips. At first, her movements were a little reserved, but then they became more and more natural, making Luo Fanchen smile helplessly.

He has rebelled against the Heavenly Gang, but he really doesn't have the strength to resist right now.

"It's because Master Luo always treats me like a child. I'm already eighteen."

Ling Moxue snorted softly, her almond-shaped eyes filled with a hint of resentment, as if she still held a grudge against being led around the city.

She deliberately messed up Luo Fanchen's hair, then gently smoothed it clean. Unconsciously, she began to hum a tune her mother used to hum, her eyes serene and gentle.

Luo Ye's fur is soft and slightly curly, but it feels very comfortable to rub, and it has a faint pine scent.

Yes, this girl isn't a little girl anymore.

Luo Fanchen narrowed his eyes, a gentle melody lingering in his ears, his eyelids began to droop, and he let down his guard and fell into a deep sleep.

"Thank you, Master Luo."

After Luo Fanchen finished breathing evenly, Ling Moxue gently brushed the hair from his forehead, pouted her lips, and leaned down to give him a light kiss on the forehead.

There was no lust, only gratitude and dependence.

"I actually fell asleep."

The next day, Luo Fanchen woke up in the evening. He was slightly stunned and somewhat incredulous.

He has been practicing asceticism for many years, and is cautious and suspicious. He never dares to fall asleep in front of others, but yesterday he fell into a deep sleep without any warning.

Surprisingly, he wasn't afraid at all. In the process of gaining Mo Xue's trust, he may have unknowingly trusted the girl as well.

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