One divination a day, a trainee celestial master

Meanwhile, Jiang Shou, who had made a hasty escape, was running wildly down to the parking lot through the hospital's fire escape.

He didn't have the time to care about Chen Sancan's condition after he woke up, nor did he want to stay and enjoy the gratitude of his family.

That materialist's iron fist at the stairwell almost hit his face! If he had left a second later, he would have had to change out of his gym uniform into the yellow vest of the detention center today!

"Phew...that was so damn exciting!"

Jiang Shou straddled his brand-new blue three-wheeled motorcycle, turned the key, and started the engine with a "putt-putt-putt".

Although the process was extremely dangerous, and he almost got caught, Jiang Shou was in an unprecedentedly joyful mood!

Just now in the ward, the perfect overlap between the gray-black soul and the body, as well as the scalding heat of the Suihan Token in his pocket, clearly told him that this epic-level rescue mission for the soul separation syndrome was a great success!

"Wuhu! Take off!"

Jiang Shou twisted the accelerator, and the three-wheeled motorcycle, like a wild dog let loose, rushed out of the hospital gate and sped off towards Cuiwei Mountain in the western suburbs.

As the autumn wind blew in his face, Jiang Shou's thoughts had already flown far away.

"This mission was so difficult, it was practically hellish! It completely drained my true energy!"

As Jiang Shou sped along, he smugly fantasized. "The greater the effort, the greater the reward!"

"I wonder what kind of heaven-defying reward the Ancestral Master will give this time? Last time it was a lemon-sized ball of true essence, this time..."

Jiang Shou wiggled his hips excitedly on the car seat, his face full of unrestrained joy: "Will they unleash a killer move this time, granting me skills exclusive to cultivators? Like sword flight, shrinking the distance to an inch, or palm lightning?!"

"Hahahaha! What's a mere 250,000 yuan debt compared to that? I'll just bring my own investment and become the number one cultivation master in Qiyun County!"

……

With the throttle fully twisted, Jiang Shou practically sped back to Cuiwei Mountain.

"Bang!" He pushed open the heavy Taoist temple door, then quickly slammed it shut and bolted it shut.

The movements were fluid and graceful, as if a policeman was chasing after him.

In fact, he was quite frightened by the magnanimous policewoman.

Jiang Shou rushed back to the back room, still breathless, and eagerly pulled out the still-hot Suihan Token that he kept close to his body.

"Come on! Let me see what kind of god-like rewards this hellish difficulty mission will yield!"

Jiang Shou excitedly held the wooden plaque in both hands, his eyes fixed on the back of it.

Sure enough, the four lines of divination text concerning "soul separation syndrome" were now bursting with a dazzling azure light. Immediately afterward, all the characters and light instantly converged, transforming into a ball of pure azure light that was much denser than the previous two times. With a "whoosh," it shot straight into Jiang Shou's brow!

"Ugh—ah..."

The moment the blue light entered his body, that familiar and extremely addictive tingling sensation overwhelmed him like a tidal wave.

Jiang Shou closed his eyes, leaning against the door, his expression extremely wistful. He felt his bones, muscles, and even every nerve undergoing a profound cleansing and reshaping under the influence of this energy.

The comfort that emanated from the depths of his soul made him feel as if he were floating on clouds, experiencing a blissful state.

"Awesome... This is so damn awesome... Putting aside all the other functions of this broken wooden sign, just this full-service massage alone is definitely worth ¥398. Can I extend the session...?" Jiang Shou closed his eyes, his consciousness becoming somewhat blurred.

After an unknown amount of time, that intense feeling of comfort slowly faded away.

Jiang Shou, regaining his senses, suddenly opened his eyes. A glint of light, almost tangible, flashed in his eyes, and the entire room seemed to brighten slightly the moment he opened them.

Jiang Shou clenched his fist, listening to the crisp cracking sound from his knuckles, and feeling the terrifying power within him that seemed capable of killing a bull with a single punch. He nodded in satisfaction.

"The physical enhancement is perfect. Now, it's time for the main event!"

Jiang Shou closed his eyes with anticipation, his mind instantly sinking down as he joyfully examined his dantian. According to his calculations, given the immense difficulty of this mission, which nearly cost him his life, his true essence should have grown from the size of a lemon to the size of a large apple, or even a small watermelon, right?

However, when his thoughts reached his dantian, Jiang Shou froze completely.

"Holy crap?!"

Empty! Not a single trace of true essence remained. Could it have all been used up on physical enhancement... oops... strengthening?

Holy crap, my ancestors! I was just thinking that, I didn't really need to add more time.

Leave some of your true essence for me.

Wait a minute, what's this? Jiang Shou suddenly noticed that deep within his dantian, a tiny...seed was quietly floating...?

That's right, it's an extremely tiny speck of light, only the size of a grain of rice! This tiny speck of light has a pale golden color throughout, but at the edge of the golden light, it also reveals a deep blue hue.

"Holy crap! We've really lost big this time!" Jiang Shou was dumbfounded.

Jiang Shou was so angry in the side room that he was jumping up and down, clutching his chest as if he wanted to cry: "All the true energy I painstakingly accumulated! For this stupid mission, I spent half my life drawing talismans, endured countless scornful looks, and just now I almost got hit on the spot and handcuffed to the police station by Xia Qiu's materialistic iron fist!"

"I took such a huge risk and paid such a heavy price, and this is the piece of trash you give me?!"

Jiang Shou was very unconvinced. He forced himself to calm down and tried to use the method of controlling true energy he had used before to mobilize the "millet grain" in his dantian.

"Rise!" Jiang Shou shouted in his mind.

"..." The millet grain floated quietly deep in the dantian, without moving at all.

It completely ignored Jiang Shou's mental summons, like a cold and aloof old man.

"Take off the wrist!" "Take off the eye!" "Just you wait, move it!"

Jiang Shou was sweating profusely, and no matter how hard he tried to pull it with his mind, the grain of light remained completely still.

"What a rip-off! Give me my money back!" Jiang Shou completely gave up struggling, slumped into the armchair, and pointed at the ceiling, once again venting his indignant complaints.

"What the hell is this piece of junk for? It doesn't give me any true energy, but what's with this useless 'stone'?"

Jiang Shou shook his head helplessly, deciding to ignore the aloof little ancestor in his dantian.

"Sigh, although this was a huge loss, but..." Jiang Shou recalled the scene in the ICU ward where he held a soul-summoning talisman between his two fingers, shouted "Guide the soul back to its place," and the talisman spontaneously combusted at his fingertips.

He clicked his tongue, a slight smile creeping onto his lips. "But to be fair, that fireless self-ignition effect was really cool! It was absolutely awesome! The way Li Xiuju looked at me back then was like she was looking at a god!"

It's a pity that his true energy is used up; it will probably be difficult to stage such a grand spectacle again in the future.