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Chapter 468: The Mystic Land of Heaven and Earth, A Soul Wander's Journey (Part 2)
Chapter 468: The Mystic Land of Heaven and Earth, A Soul Wander's Journey (Part 2)
"Everything is thanks to you, Sir. Without your... presence, it would have been very difficult..." Shi Pan said, looking at Qi Yuan with a hint of longing.
Qi Yuan was completely shrouded in a black robe, making it impossible to see his face.
But Shi Pan held Qi Yuan in the highest regard, and he had a special thought in his heart, even hoping that Qi Yuan would take a liking to him and take him as a disciple.
That way, his life wouldn’t be so tragic.
Perhaps, he could even protect his mother and his family.
"Sir, this is the shirt my mother made for you... if it doesn’t fit, you can use it as a footrest," Shi Pan said, handing a shirt to Qi Yuan, his expression somewhat anxious.
Qi Yuan did not take the shirt.
"I appreciate your thought, but I don’t need the shirt," Qi Yuan declined.
Hearing this, disappointment flashed in Shi Pan’s eyes.
"I’m a straightforward person, and I understand your intentions. I have a Dao Companion," Qi Yuan said bluntly.
He didn’t want to give false hope.
In this refugee settlement, the most beautiful person was Shi Pan’s mother.
Otherwise, a powerful cultivator wouldn’t have taken an interest in her back then.
Now, these refugees were trying to use Shi Pan’s mother to win Qi Yuan’s favor.
To outsiders, it seemed like a pipe dream for Shi Pan’s mother to try to seduce Qi Yuan.
But Qi Yuan took it seriously and directly refused, rather than stringing them along or, like some mighty deities, ignoring the thoughts of mere mortals.
Hearing this, Shi Pan’s disappointment grew even more.
"Shi Pan, you wouldn’t want another father, so this is a good thing," Qi Yuan said, trying to comfort him casually.
Shi Pan’s innocent eyes fixed on Qi Yuan, "If you were the father, I’d be willing to have another one!"
Hearing this, Qi Yuan couldn’t help but laugh.
He suddenly thought of Chen Huan, who almost wanted to adopt him as a godfather.
"No, I’m still young and don’t want to be a father," Qi Yuan politely declined.
Shi Pan’s heart sank, but the disappointment came and went quickly. "Sir, tonight is the Night of Wraiths. The Wraiths will wander the sky, and it’s very dangerous outside. Even the cultivator lords will hide in the wind caves."
Mentioning the Night of Wraiths, Shi Pan’s face showed fear.
Every year on the night of the Wraiths, the Soul Wander Army would patrol the sky, seeking lives.
If one didn’t return to the wind caves in time, they would be ensnared by the Wraiths and lose their life.
"Oh, it’s tonight? Time flies," Qi Yuan said without concern, even showing interest in the Wraiths here.
"Sir, please be careful. The other cultivator lords will also hide in the wind caves tonight. There are several wind caves nearby."
Shi Pan reminded him again.
"Yeah, yeah, I got it. You guys go back and pack for the Wind Cave." Qi Yuan responded casually.
He definitely wasn't going to the Wind Cave.
He wanted to stay here and watch the wraiths.
Of course, he wouldn't tell Shi Pan this.
Otherwise, it would lead to another sweat-inducing argument.
Shi Pan held the clothes woven by his mother and slowly left.
The area was once again left with only Qi Yuan.
"Continue practicing the forging technique."
Since he had nothing better to do, Qi Yuan continued his forging practice, or perhaps he was composing the "Qi Yuan Scripture."
Time passed, minute by minute.
After an unknown duration, night fell.
The entire area became quiet.
It was as if even the insects had stopped chirping.
It felt like being in a desolate land.
Feeling the cool night breeze, Qi Yuan yawned, "This kind of weather is perfect for sleeping."
The cold wind blew, and a layer of mist rose at this moment.
A bone-chilling coldness swept in.
Qi Yuan lay on the cold recliner, his expression calm.
Just then, a streak of light flashed by, "Daoist friend, hurry up and leave. The soul-wandering patrol is about to start. Quickly go to the Wind Cave."
After giving the reminder, the cultivator didn't linger and hurriedly ran into the nearest Wind Cave.
Qi Yuan remained composed.
His Purple Mansion was filled with purple energy and the Netherworld, so would he fear wraiths?
It was more likely that the wraiths would fear him!
If they dared to provoke him, he would directly seal them into the Emperor Soul Banner for a righteous transformation and put them to work.
About a hundred breaths passed.
The surrounding air grew increasingly dark.
The world became eerily silent.
As far as the eye could see, the world was dark, and everywhere, black smoke rose from the ground.
The silent night was torn apart by the sound of orderly footsteps.
Step, step, step! It was as if the souls of hell were marching.
These wraiths wore tattered battle garments, seemingly stained with blood.
Their bodies were broken, and their eyes were lifeless.
They wandered aimlessly, like homeless ghosts.
"Souls return... without a home..."
The deep voice sounded desolate and bleak.
[The ancient battlefield's souls, guarding the border pass, perished. The land is shattered, and the souls have no place to return.]
As these words flooded in, Qi Yuan immediately recalled the voice he had heard in the Mystic Jade Bell.
It was a family letter, sent to the front lines.
If the two were connected, it seemed that the soldiers on the front lines had lost the battle, the land was shattered, and everyone had died.
With no place for the souls to return, how could their remains be buried?
"However, even if they had won, now... it seems they should also die."
Qi Yuan sighed.
Just as he saw these wraiths, their eyes also saw him, and amidst their numbness, a strong killing intent emerged.
At this moment, a disdainful voice sounded.
"During the soul-wandering patrol, there's actually someone who doesn't value their life, seeking death!"
Behind the army of wraiths, there was a sedan chair.
The sedan chair was luxurious, and the voice came from within it.
Qi Yuan looked at the sedan chair, "This Heaven Kun Mystic Land isn't your home, do you have a property deed? Why can't I stay here?"
"I'm sorry, in this Heaven Kun Mystic Land, our Holy Light Sect is the only king!" The voice from the sedan chair was domineering, obviously accustomed to being arrogant, "You see me and don't bow, and even dare to talk back. Your body and soul will become food for these ghost servants!"
As the voice from the sedan chair spoke, hundreds of wraiths in the area all turned towards Qi Yuan.
Each wraith emanated a terrifying and eerie aura, causing hearts to tremble.
"Hehe, even if it's a myth, encountering my ghost servants will still lead to death.
Kid, don't meet me in your next life!" The cultivator in the sedan chair said indifferently.
These wraiths seemed to be controlled, their eyes flashing with red light, as they advanced towards Qi Yuan.
Qi Yuan lay still, watching the army of wraiths. Suddenly, he spoke, "I am your direct superior, how dare you hurt me?"
At this moment, the Great Forgetfulness Scripture was activated.
Qi Yuan began his righteous transformation.
Indeed, his voice seemed to have a magical effect.
The footsteps of the wraith army paused slightly, and a hint of confusion flashed in their eyes.
The cultivator in the sedan chair was startled by this expression and quickly said, "Hurry up and make your move, kill him!"
As he spoke, he took out a bell and shook it vigorously.
The eyes of the wraith army became hazy again, and they formed a battle formation, advancing towards Qi Yuan.
This kind of might could easily suppress a myth.
One could even say that a Yang Deity of Heaven Rank entering this Mystic Land would also struggle to escape being suppressed by this army of wraiths.
The cultivator in the sedan chair had a smile on his face. In the Sixth Heaven, he was just an ordinary cultivator of the Purple Mansion, of low status.
But in this Heaven Kun Mystic Land, those Yin Immortals he once had to look up to, or even myths, he could easily slay.
However, his smile soon froze.
At some point, a figure in black robes had appeared in his sedan chair.
This shadow held a bell and stared at it curiously.
"Is this bell how you control them?"
The wraith messenger's face revealed a terrified expression, "You... how did you get in!"
After all, even a Yang Deity of Heaven Rank entering would fall in cultivation and be suppressed by this army of wraiths.
But now, the other party had directly bypassed the army of wraiths. How could he not be shocked?
"You... you can't kill me. I am the Holy Envoy of the Holy Light Sect, and this bell was bestowed by our Sect Master. If you take it, the Sect Master will surely not let you off!
Our Sect Master is from the Holy Light Clan, and the power of the Holy Light Clan, you don't need me to tell you about it, right?"
"The Soul Wander Messenger trembled in fear, pleading incessantly."
Only by relying on the protection of the Radiant Light Sect could he feel a sliver of security.
"I can't stand people threatening me, and... don't put on airs, or you'll be struck by lightning!" Zhang Wei spoke without hesitation.
Qi Yuan took action without the slightest hesitation, pressing down with his hand.
A flash of purple lightning illuminated the scene, and the Holy Envoy of the Radiant Light Sect was instantly annihilated.
Qi Yuan held the bell, his face filled with curiosity.
At that moment, the Soul Wander Army roared as they charged towards him.
Qi Yuan's expression remained calm. "How dare you! Don't you recognize your own commander?"
The Great Forgetfulness Scripture was activated, and the Soul Wander Army once again came to a halt, their eyes briefly reflecting a fleeting look of confusion.
Qi Yuan held the bell and continued speaking. "In the past, I stood alongside you, guarding the border pass. Have you forgotten?"
Qi Yuan's voice thundered across the four directions.
With the influence of the bell, his Great Forgetfulness Scripture quickly took effect.
The Soul Wander Army hesitated further.
Qi Yuan continued, "In the past, when foreign enemies invaded from all sides, in order to ensure that the heavens would no longer block our vision and the land would no longer bury our hearts... Unfortunately, we were defeated, and I let down the Eastern River Elders!"
The Soul Wander Army seemed to relate to his words, but when he mentioned the Eastern River Elders, they hesitated again.
Qi Yuan's voice was choked with emotion, and his heartfelt delivery made it seem genuine. In an instant, they chose to believe him once more.
"However, the green mountains remain, and the rivers continue to flow. Although we were defeated in the past and many perished, our souls endure. There's still a chance for us to rise again and sweep across the land!
I am not only your commander but also your emperor. If you pledge your allegiance to me once more, I will treat you as my own children, and I believe that victory will ultimately belong to us!"
Qi Yuan delivered his speech with great enthusiasm.
Unfortunately, he was socially anxious, and his oratory skills couldn't compare to those of a certain all-knowing king. Otherwise, wouldn't he have convinced these Soul Wander Army soldiers to follow him blindly? Thankfully, Qi Yuan had the support of the Great Forgetfulness Scripture, which was enough to convince these mindless wraiths.
After only a few minutes of his speech, the Soul Wander Army was convinced and bowed in submission.
"We pay our respects to Your Majesty!"
They seemed to truly regard Qi Yuan as their God Emperor, their eyes gleaming with determination.
"Do you know that to rise again, you must first enter my God Emperor Soul Banner?
This banner was crafted with my heart's blood and sweat, and I need your help!"
Qi Yuan spoke again, explaining as he spoke and gestured towards the God Emperor Soul Banner.
The Soul Wander Army gazed at Qi Yuan's God Emperor Soul Banner with longing in their eyes, a newfound spark of intelligence glinting within them.
It seemed that as soon as Qi Yuan gave the command, they would enter the banner and fight on his behalf! Qi Yuan was pleased. "No need to rush. Wait until the seals placed on you by the enemy are broken, and then I'll let you enter the banner."
It was evident that these Soul Wander Army soldiers had been corrupted.
The corruptor was likely a powerful member of the Holy Light Clan.
He had controlled these Soul Wander Army soldiers with the bell, seemingly to achieve his own hidden agenda.
Until he could remove the corruption, he wouldn't allow these Soul Wander Army soldiers to enter anyone else's God Emperor Soul Banner.
What if he contaminated someone else's God Emperor Soul Banner?
"You've followed the right person. You should know that in this world, good jobs, like AIDS, can be transmitted in three ways: mother-to-child transmission, blood transmission, and sexual transmission... Oh, wait, that's not quite right. If you're strong and lucky, then it's a different story.
But you... you've all become wraiths, so your luck must not be great, and your abilities are average at best."
Qi Yuan continued, "You... quickly help me find other Soul Wander Messengers, and I'll go retrieve our previous brothers so you can be reunited."
"Don't panic, don't rush. I know you're eager to return and counterattack the enemy, but as the saying goes, 'If you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools.' How can you defeat the enemy if you're not strong enough?
I have a very powerful set of military training techniques called the Thirty-Sixth Set of Broadcast Calisthenics. Tomorrow, I'll lead you in practicing it!"
"First, bring your brothers here!"
At Qi Yuan's command, the Soul Wander Army scattered in all directions, searching for the location of Qi Yuan's Soul Wander Army.
"I'm so smart. With so many people working for me, my God Emperor Soul Banner's strength will soar!"
Qi Yuan was delighted.
He never expected to encounter such a peculiar opportunity upon arriving here.
He wondered if there were enough Yin Immortals were present to enhance his God Emperor Soul Banner into an Offensive Creation Artifact.
Meanwhile, in the Wind Cave, the villagers remained silent, their faces filled with fear.
The faint candlelight flickered eerily.
Shi Pan clung tightly to his mother, his heart filled with anxiety.
Outside, the sound of the Yin Soul Army's anger was enough to instill fear.
"Sigh, my grandfather once told me that the Soul Wander Night used to protect us and ward off evil spirits. I don't know when the Yin Soul Army became harbingers of death," an old man sighed, his voice filled with nostalgia.
The other villagers nodded in agreement.
The Soul Wander Night, which was originally a grand and sacred day for the natives of the Heaven Kun Mystic Land, had now become a day of doom.
At that moment, Shi Pan thought of something and, gathering his courage, asked the nearby cultivator, "Sir, did you see a cultivator wearing a black robe outside? Did he go to any other Wind Caves?"
(End of Chapter)
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