After transmigrating into the body of a junior sister of a celestial sect, the cultivation world wen

Ning Yue glanced at the spider and immediately asked, "What's so special about it?"

Yang Fei paused for a moment, then finally said, "It's not something that can be explained in a few words. Wait for me, I'll come over to you in a bit."

When he said "wait a while," he really did wait a while.

Duan Huailin was flipping through ancient books, and before he had even turned two pages, Yang Fei rushed over in a flurry.

He pushed open the courtyard gate forcefully and called out, "I'm here, Junior Sister! Where are you?"

Ning Yue, afraid that he would disturb his master, quickly went out and beckoned to him: "Come in quickly."

The four people stood around the formation.

Yang Fei squinted and took out a small porcelain bottle from his sleeve.

Then it was poured directly onto the unconscious spider.

The spider stopped moving completely, and Yang Fei then pointed at it and explained—

"When a spirit is captured, its body loses its vitality. If the host behind it is powerful enough, the possessing spirit will immediately withdraw, and it won't be able to capture anything..."

He took a stick and poked the spider's body.

The spider's hairy legs twitched slightly, then quickly drooped back down.

"However, the fact that it's still alive means that the spirit within the spirit hasn't returned yet..."

Ning Yue squatted down in front of the spider, took a stick, poked it hard, and smiled maliciously.

"...So, the people on the spirit side know we've already discovered it?"

Yang Fei stroked his chin and nodded: "Logically, that's how it should be, but I just knocked it unconscious with the powder, so it doesn't know we've already discovered it."

Duan Huailin asked, "If that's the case, then why didn't the spirit of the borrowed object retract its consciousness?"

Yang Fei was also a little confused.

"I've never encountered such a situation before. Anyone who can use the Spirit Borrowing Technique must be a powerful being of a high level. Retracting one's divine sense is child's play for them. There's no reason for them to be trapped."

Yang Fei turned to Ning Yue: "Has this room been set up with any restrictions?"

"Of course not," Xiaohua pouted. "If it were, how could it have escaped my eyes?"

Since no one else can hear Xiaohua's voice.

Ning Yue then replied, "There are no other restrictions."

Shi Yinghan looked at the ground and suddenly thought of something: "...Could it be because of Junior Sister's formation?"

"What's wrong with the formation?" Yang Fei looked at the formation around the spider and asked, puzzled.

"...Isn't this just a binding formation used to capture spirits?"

"This isn't an ordinary binding formation," Duan Huailin recalled, pointing to the formation on the ground.

"Junior Sister's binding array is more sophisticated than usual, with many perfected elements. That's probably why the spider didn't escape."

Yang Fei didn't understand formations very well: "That might be the reason, but it's a good thing that the divine sense couldn't escape."

Ning Yue glanced at Yang Fei curiously, guessing, "...Could this be used to find out who's behind it?"

Yang Fei shook his head and chuckled wickedly: "The person behind this spirit possession is too powerful. We can't find them, but..."

"How dare he spy on my junior sister! He'll have to suffer a bit."

Without saying a word, Yang Fei stretched out his hands and touched the air: "Thanks to your formation, Junior Sister, I was just worried about where to test this method."

"Watch closely—!"

Ning Yue, Shi Yinghan, and Duan Huailin stared intently.

After all, this is a move from a direct disciple of the Beast Taming lineage; we might witness a shocking scene.

The group watched Yang Fei operate the device with wide, focused eyes—

...Then we saw Yang Fei crush the spider to death with one kick.

He even wiped it with a piece of paper with disgust, then crumpled up the spider corpse and threw it away...

Ning Yue's mouth dropped open: "..."

Shi Yinghan's eyes showed suspicion: "..."

Duan Huailin was somewhat stunned: "..."

"This, this... this is how you killed him?!" Ning Yue exclaimed in disbelief.

Shi Yinghan: "...You want us to watch you stomp on a spider?!"

Duan Huailin made no comment and silently glanced at the spider's corpse.

"Don't worry," Yang Fei waved his hand, "Don't worry, I only extracted a small wisp of his divine consciousness; the rest vanished along with the spider!"

"No..." Ning Yue opened her mouth, "I'm not worried about that..."

Shi Yinghan seemed to have realized what was happening.

"...Once the spirit's consciousness is damaged, the spirit's consciousness will also be damaged. Damage to the spirit's consciousness is a very serious matter and may prevent one from cultivating for the rest of their life."

"That's right, that's right!" Yang Fei nodded. "This person won't be able to break through to the next realm for a long time."

"But don't worry, I've also kept a backup plan. That tiny wisp of divine sense might help us find this person."

Yang Fei took out the brocade bag containing the spiritual energy and handed it to Ning Yue.

"Except for not being able to untie the bag, you can play with it however you want."

"Thank you, senior brother," Ning Yue said, taking the bag and tossing it into the air twice.

The spirit in the bag was completely disoriented for a long time.

"However..." Yang Fei was a little worried.

"...Shouldn't we tell the elders or the sect leader? The Fusang Sect has infiltrated the spirit-borrowing sect and is even lurking in Junior Sister's room. We don't know what their purpose is. Isn't that a bit too dangerous?"

Ning Yue immediately replied, "Don't worry, senior brother. I'm just trying to see if I can catch it myself. I'll inform Master when the time comes."

"That's good," Yang Fei said, relieved. "I'll head back now."

After Yang Fei left, Duan Huailin used the remaining materials to set up several more magic arrays.

"That way, nothing can just come in," Duan Huailin said.

"You can fix the shortcomings yourself; I'm just giving you a framework."

"Okay, Senior Brother." Ning Yue obediently held the brocade bag and readily agreed.

Even with this layer of protection, Shi Yinghan was still not at ease, so she unleashed another sword strike outside the courtyard.

Only then did he take Duan Huailin out.

"Rest now, Junior Sister. I'll take Junior Brother Duan back."

"Take care on the road." Ning Yue waved to the two of them. "See you tomorrow."

……

Within the territory of the Purgatory Sect.

A secluded and dark mountain cave.

A hunched, human-shaped shadow suddenly began to tremble violently.

An unbearable stinging sensation came over my head.

He suddenly coughed violently—!

"Cough cough cough—!!!"

Every time he coughed, the small figure next to him would tremble.

"...Have we been discovered?" His hoarse, chilling voice rang out.

Then I realized what was happening.

No, that can't be it!

Although most of her divine consciousness was gone, a trace of it remained.

They must have encountered some kind of restriction within the Fusang Sect.

I didn't expect the Fusang Sect's array restrictions to be so powerful.

Before he could even react, most of his consciousness was swallowed up.

Bleeding!

His eyes flashed with a cold light as he glanced at the figure beside him, his voice cold and hoarse.

"...Stand up, Chu Zhi."

Chu Zhi shivered and stood up from the ground beside her, trembling.

His hand suddenly reached out towards Chu Zhi, its knuckles protruding and frighteningly large, grabbing Chu Zhi's entire head from above.

There seemed to be some kind of suction in his palms, gripping tightly, as if trying to pull something out of Chu Zhi's head.

"Because of you, I have lost so much of my spiritual energy..."

"—Now, use your own divine sense."