Questioning Heaven, Desiring the Way

Chapter 222: Blood Soul

Young man, dont be so downcast. If you dont even have dreams, then youre no better than a salted fish waiting to be eaten. Gu Suihans spiritual sense started speaking to Li Yu via telepathy. This is your chance to reach a brighter future. Besides, youve had intercourse with that girl already, so no matter what happens, theres always a special place in her heart.

Li Yu was actually still conscious, except that his physical body was on the verge of death from the severity of his injuries. Gu Suihan had specially protected his soul so that part had not been severely injured. But his soul could only remain in his consciousness and was unable to control his physical body.

Esteemed One, you are right. If I dont have dreams, then Im no better than a salted fish. I will definitely succeed, replied Li Yu with determination.

Oh dear. Why does this look like one of those chuuni stories where the useless MC manages to win the heart of the prettiest girl in the story?

The fruitis about to ripen! Gu Suihans voice indifferent voice resounded suddenly in an unknown location, as though he was looking forward to something.

Where is that Immortal now? asked Su Yuqing again. His fingers rubbed against the lip of his teacup as he stared straight at You Hantian seated across from him.

I have no idea. I only know that he must be somewhere in the empire. Perhapshes within the 49 domains. You Hantian was unaffected by the hidden threat in Su Yuqings actions since he had a powerful backer now. Su Yuqing was a Divine Soul cultivator, but there was no way he alone could take on the empire itself.

Is that so? said Su Yuqing calmly. He started to gather his thoughts and immediately made a hand seal in order to deduce Gu Suihans location.

In an instant, visible wisps carrying the power of the laws of nature appeared within a 100-mile radius. His eyes seemed electrifying, and his flickering dark irises seemed able to bore a hole through the nether world. The world lost any color it had, and strands of bright red karma lines appeared from You Hantian and his companions bodies, shooting into the sky and connecting with the void.

You are right. Fengyang

Su Yuqings expression finally relaxed a little when he saw where the karma line between You Hantian and Gu Suihan extended toward. He threw a storage ring to You Hantian, then turned the laws of nature into a robe, which he put on and vanished after taking a few steps.

Has he begun to understand the laws of space?

There was a conflicted look in You Hantians eyes. What Su Yuqing had just done was a legitimate god-level technique. It was very low level, but the hardest part about this whole thing was being able to even learn it. So, Su Yuqing still had a road ahead of him, unlike what Gu Suihan had thought. In fact, he had a different sort of path ahead.

The city of Fengyangwhy are the divination results like that?

Su Yuqing floated in the sky tens of thousands of meters above ground, allowing the strong winds to come toward him because he could make it weaken and disappear when they came within three inches of his body. He frowned as he looked at the strange runes on his palm. A grim, puzzled, andwary look spread across his face.

He had a strange feeling that something had happened to Fengyang.

This was a cultivators instinct, a sensitivity to danger. If they were faced with something that posed a threat to their lives, they would feel a rush of blood in their bodies naturally.

His first reaction was to avoid Fengyang, but it had taken him a lot of effort to finally trace Gu Suihans barely detectable whereabouts. He was reluctant to suddenly give up just like that.

Oh, never mind. Ill just adapt accordingly. Otherwise, Shuanger wont be able to hold up for long.

Su Yuqing let out a sigh after hesitating for a few moments. He confirmed the correct direction, then continued on his journey.

Shuanger was now as precious as his life was to him. If something happened to her, then he as her father and guardian during this time, would certainly meet a terrible fate. Shuangers mother was not a merciful character.

Someones trying to deduce my whereabouts!

As his old injuries slowly healed up, Gu Suihans senses became sharper and sharper. He was now much more sensitive to presences that were very far from him. He had felt it from the moment Su Yuqing had made those hand seals.

Who is doing this? He furrowed his brows as he contemplated this question. People had been trying to track him down time and again, which only intensified his will to kill.

But before he could figure anything out, a terrifying wave of spiritual senses came hurtling his way, forcing him to conceal his presence and go into hibernation.

The sounds of balloons popping could be heard continuously all over Fengyang. Tens of thousands of cultivators and living creatures were being wiped out by all these Nascent Change monsters to become a bright red-colored blood souls.

A hundred thousand, two hundred thousand.

Tragic howls, wails, pleading, angry shouts, hateful cursing, nasty words, despairing laughs, indifference.

The low-level cultivators stuck on the line between life and death did their best to put up one last fight against these powerful monsters.

In just one day. Or, in fact, less than a day.

Ninety percent of cultivators had been massacred. All ordinary lives had been wiped out.

A thick layer of fiendish qi felt almost real as it rose into the sky and joined the already thick layer of clouds above. All of Fengyang turned into rubble. Nothing was left standing.

From time to time, fountains of blood would spew up from the ground, accompanied by indignant cries of pain.

Spells were launched into the sky, sparkling brightly and terrorizing everyone below.

Kill. Kill. Kill.

Everyone had gone mad. The only goal they had wasto stay alive.

While it was true that the resistance of low-level cultivators was nothing to worry about, the way they fought desperately for as long as they could was making things more difficult than expected for the Nascent Change cultivators.

After all, these cultivators had a plethora of trump cards that were difficult to predict. Cultivators at a lower level always hoped to win by catching their opponent off guard.

Finally, one Nascent Change cultivator slipped up and was trapped by some mysterious curse. Everyone charged toward him and killed him on the spot.

The maniacal, bloodthirsty group of low-level cultivators let out a loud cheer after that. They proceeded to work together, gathering once more to charge toward another Nascent Change cultivator.

Damn it! If we werent targeting your blood soul, we wouldnt end up like this, yelled the young man with white hair angrily. Fiendish qi exploded from inside him, and he waved an arm, causing a giant palm measuring 300 meter across to suddenly crash down and smash the hundred-odd cultivators below into minced meat.

What was a blood soul? It meant exactly that the amalgamation of blood and flesh with ones hun and po. That combination was a blood soul. When cultivators were living their normal lives, their souls and bodies were separate entities. But when they made use of their internal energies, they would use their qi-filled souls to spread into every part of their body, which would mix both their soul and body together.

In short, you could only get a blood soul if you killed a cultivator when they were fighting or when they were cultivating.

That was why the Nascent Change cultivators were being thrashed so badly. On one hand, they had to endure the attacks of these lowly cultivators. On the other hand, they couldnt smite them immediately. They had to wait till the cultivators were giving their best before killing them.

Given such a situation, it was no wonder they were so furious.

Youre asking for it! Another spell came flying from nowhere and struck the young man with white hair on the sleeve. The spell was a burning one and began to burn the sleeve. The sparks were small, but oddly enough, it was impossible to put out.

Great Wind! said the young man with white hair frostily. The skies instantly darkened, and a typhoon made from fiendish wind appeared all of a sudden. The rubble and broken rocks were quietly blended into nothing, and the ground shook a good meter from side to side. Everything within a hundred miles was instantly wiped out as countless living creatures and cultivators had their bodies fall apart, and their souls disappeared without a sound from the wind.

Did you think I was going to just let you attack me like that? Since you want to fight back, Ill give you a chance! A murderous glint flashed in his eyes as he grabbed the air, and a Ghostly Mist Skeleton Flag appeared in his hand. He shook it gently, and fiendish black qi surged out of it. Countless ghosts, monsters, and nasty souls came crawling out of the flag with long howls and evil cackles, killing everything they touched.

What an idiot, cursed Gu Suihan. He happened to be hiding nearby and had seen what had happened clearly.

The creatures that had crawled out from the flagwere also proper souls.

It was hard to say if some powerful cultivator might decide to make use of them and fling them into the formation to feed it.

Given that cultivators were usually selfish characters who loved to kick people when they were down, the chances of someone doing that were pretty high.

The cultivator with white hair wasnt dumb, either. He had done something irrational only because he was too angry. He quickly realized what he had done and waved his flag again to take back the immense wave of souls he had let out.

To his surprise, his fingers suddenly froze. His spell had been disrupted. But before he could figure out what was happening, the millions of ghosts had disappeared in an instant.

Thatsa really vicious move, muttered Gu Suihan as he stared in shock at what happened.

Damn you, Duanmu! You must be tired of living! The young man was stunned for just a moment before bursting out angrily. He pulled his flag back and slammed a hand on it. It turned into a long spear that sliced through the air murderously, moving at high speed toward the figure a hundred miles away from him and making a run for it.