Gao Wu: Others practice martial arts, but you cultivate immortality?

"Transform!" Chu Yuan naturally chose transformation immediately;

The Soul-Binding Scroll in his hand suddenly underwent a strange change!

Its color grew even darker, eventually turning into a black rag, hanging on a long bone rod... A very faint black mist swirled around it, emanating an unsettling aura;

Even as its owner, Chu Yuan felt a chill run down his spine after staring at it for a moment.

He felt the soul slave mark he had planted in Hua Kong shatter completely...

This time it's definitely confirmed that he's dead...

When divine sense probed in, the Ten Thousand Souls Banner was empty and desolate.

Chu Yuan recalled the dense black dots on it earlier and couldn't help but feel puzzled.

Were the souls imprisoned by the Soul-Binding Scroll simply cleansed out by the system because they were deemed too low-class?

Or is it still unable to withstand the power of this transformation?

It's even possible that they too could become the 'fuel' for the Soul-Binding Scroll's ascension...

What a loss!

The Soul Banner is of the highest grade among all the items he owns, far surpassing the Illusionary Demon Silk!

But if it doesn't contain a soul, its power will be greatly reduced... and you'll have to go through all the trouble of collecting it yourself...

However, if we're talking about filling the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, it seems like nothing is more suitable than something eerie?

He continued his research and discovered that there was a separate space inside the Ten Thousand Souls Banner;

There was nothing there, no matter existed, only billowing black mist!

However, feedback from the magical artifact revealed that this black mist specifically targets the soul;

All souls that are captured within the banner will be corrupted by this black mist, their will worn away in endless pain!

Ultimately, it became a vicious weapon...

......

While Chu Yuan was researching the Myriad Soul Banner, Meng Xiuran was also in seclusion.

He mobilized all the resources of the Meng family that might be useful to him, and even slightly "borrowed" some resources from the Zhenwu Bureau branch... before plunging into the quiet room.

Meng Guang rushed over upon hearing the news, but did not find him.

I only suspected that at this critical juncture, my father had suddenly gone into seclusion...

Could it be...?

Feeling somewhat invigorated, he asked the butler beside him, "What did the master do today?"

"Young Master, the Patriarch went out today and announced that he would go into seclusion upon his return," the butler said with a slight bow. Meng Xiuran naturally wouldn't report to him what he was going to do.

"However, the patriarch previously instructed that an ordinary woman be granted many worldly resources."

"Who?"

The butler pulled up Casey's information, and Meng Guang looked at it carefully but couldn't see anything special about it.

"Young Master, the Zhenwu Bureau might know more information," the butler reminded him.

Meng Guang, being a fifth-realm martial artist, naturally held a position in the Zhenwu Bureau. Upon hearing this, he immediately inquired and quickly learned that Casey was nothing special and was just a lucky woman.

The first person the father had investigated was a little girl named Mia...

What exactly happened?

Meng Guang was torn; life was life, death was death.

But this process of waiting for an unknown judgment is truly agonizing;

And it gives you a glimmer of hope one moment, then that hope vanishes the next...

"Brother, why don't we just arrest that mother and daughter and question them?"

With nowhere to vent his anger, the perfect punching bag came to him... Meng Guang coldly watched the indifferent third brother, then swung his arm and slapped him across the face!

Pa~!

The third brother's body tumbled and flew out, but returned on his own a moment later;

"Big brother! Why did you hit me?!" He covered his face, somewhat angry, but mostly fearful.

"I don't have time to teach you principles right now!"

"Stay here obediently and wait for your father to come out of the pass. You are not allowed to go anywhere!"

"......knew."

"Notify the other clansmen, except those currently handing over property... everyone return!"

"Yes."

Meng Guang himself also stayed at the Meng family manor, waiting patiently;

He knew that this might be his father's last gamble!

If we can advance to the seventh realm, there is still room for maneuver.

If they fail, the Meng family's fate will likely be no better than that of the other families...

Three days passed slowly amidst immense torment;

Suddenly, the sound of waves reached Meng Guang's ears. He perked up and stared intently at the door of the quiet room!

The water vapor condensed and gradually dampened his clothes;

It was as if a sea had descended, the moisture in the air rose rapidly, and it was filled with some kind of high-dimensional power, making even martial artists feel cold all over!

"The Law of Water... Father... He succeeded!?" Meng Guang was overjoyed.

However, as the strange phenomena within the manor gradually subsided, the door to the quiet room remained unopened...

......

There was no terrible scene that Meng Guang had imagined in the quiet room;

A pleasant smile curved Meng Xiuran's lips as he carefully savored the wonder of the Law of Water.

It worked!

With the help of those few Desolate Demon Cores, he successfully advanced to the seventh realm!

Whether it was a coincidence or because they were carefully selected, most of those Desolate Demon Cores were compatible with the water quality laws that he was already studying!

Although this method of promotion carries significant risks, future advancement will require a return to solidify one's foundation...

But Meng Xiuran was aware of his own talent. He had been stuck at the threshold between the sixth and seventh realms for so many years, and he still wanted to advance to the eighth realm.

He glanced at the terminal, and his eyes flickered.

There's a missed call from an old friend on my terminal... the kind I haven't seen in years.

So they called back...

"Hey, Ran-ge!"

"What's wrong, Xiaoda? Why is it so noisy over there?"

"Um, I'm in the outer battlefield, it's a bit noisy..."

"The battlefield beyond the heavens..." Meng Xiuran paused for a moment, then asked, "How did you manage to get here?"

"Have you forgotten? Our senior brother is the commander of the First Legion."

"Don't always be like this, to Senior Brother..." Meng Xiuran started to say, but couldn't finish his sentence;

What right do they have to lecture others?

"Just kidding, I know, I earned military merit, after all," Zidane chuckled.

Meng Xiuran changed the subject: "You didn't use your military merits to open up the communication channel just to chat with me, did you? What's the matter? Tell me."

"Hahaha, I knew I couldn't hide it from Brother Ran." Zida laughed awkwardly and got down to business: "It's like this, Brother Ran, I have a student... oops, I mean, my junior brother;

I just heard that he had taken on a patrol assignment;

I was just thinking that since you happen to be in the Western Continent, I wanted to ask you to help him.

This child is talented, but he lacks experience. I'm afraid he might be deceived by someone...

Like a bolt of lightning piercing through the fog, Meng Xiuran suddenly awoke. He slowly spoke, "Xiao Da, you're talking about... Inspector Chu, right?"

"Hey, we're all family here. Don't call him Inspector Chu, just call him Chu Yuan."

"Xiao Da..."

"What's wrong, Ran-ge? Tell me."

"Feel sorry......."

After a moment of silence on the other end of the terminal, Qi Da's laughter came again: "Is it inconvenient for you, Brother Yao Ran? Then forget it. Anyway, no one dares to really kill an inspector."

It'll teach this kid a lesson, so he won't get arrogant and think he's above everyone else just because he's got some talent..."