novelapdf #580 - Sima Youran
#580 - Sima Youran
Gongsun Liu nodded in agreement, "This matter is indeed significant, and I need to report it to the clan leader for discussion.
We will give the other party a clear answer in three days."
Li Chengfeng responded with a smile, "Okay, three days it is."
Sima Jieao immediately gave the order to have the envoy properly settled, then turned around and warned, "Grand Commander, do not lightly trust their words, especially when venturing deep into the Far East. Your safety is paramount. The Gongsun family cannot be entirely trusted."
Li Chengfeng nodded in response, "How could I easily trust others? However, the Gongsun family's cultivation methods are crucial for my advancement to the Nascent Soul stage, so we are all playing a game. Let's see who has the last laugh."
Having said that, he instructed, "Quickly prepare according to this plan. I will hold a soul-summoning ceremony, and also hold one for your father."
Upon hearing this, Sima Jieao respectfully withdrew to carry out the task.
He had already made thorough preparations, with ample materials. The altar was quickly erected, and everything was ready.
Night, the Far West. Past noon, the wind howled. This place was called the 'Corridor of Sin,' filled with oppressive Yin energy.
Li Chengfeng slowly stepped onto the soul-summoning platform, satisfied with Sima Jieao's dedication, knowing it concerned the integrity of his father's soul. If the altar were simple, the summoned soul might be incomplete.
Sima Jieao stepped forward, holding a tray on which rested the Sima family's clan leader's seal, imbued with his father's aura. This was the key.
Li Chengfeng nodded in acknowledgment. With a thought, the Book of Sin appeared, and the Tracking Method was displayed.
Without further ado, Tracking immediately absorbed the clan leader's aura into the book and inquired, "Does Master wish to track this person?"
Li Chengfeng nodded in confirmation, "Indeed, I need to summon his soul, just like last time."
With that, Tracking unleashed its tracking technique, revealing traces of aura in several places in the Far West.
Tracking reported, "This person's soul is scattered in several places. Only these four or five locations have enough remnants to piece together."
Li Chengfeng agreed and immediately initiated the soul-summoning technique. He held the Treasure of Reincarnation, gently shaking it while chanting a spell, "Return, soul, return to heaven and earth, with nowhere to hide."
Upon uttering these words, Yin winds converged from all directions, rapidly solidifying into a wisp of a soul. However, this soul flickered in and out of existence, appearing quite unstable.
Sima Jieao's heart was now gripped by an invisible hand, almost leaping out of his chest, each beat accompanied by violent tremors.
Finally, in that hazy and chaotic aura, he caught a glimpse of a familiar outline—it was his father's aura, gradually becoming clearer, yet like a candle in the wind, flickering as if about to be extinguished, each fragment of the soul appearing so fragile and unstable.
Just as he was anxiously burning, Li Chengfeng's steady voice was like a beacon in the dark night, pointing the way: "Sima Jieao, give me a drop of your essence blood, it is crucial."
Sima Jieao did not hesitate. With a light tap of his fingertip, a tiny drop of essence blood, containing vitality, flew out from his meridian and went straight to Li Chengfeng.
The latter skillfully activated a magic seal, slowly injecting the precious drop of essence blood into the nearly dissipating remnant soul.
"Soul return, this is the essence of the soul-summoning technique."
Li Chengfeng whispered, his eyes gleaming with unquestionable determination.
Lost souls wandered aimlessly. Only the Soul-Solidifying technique could reunite them and grant them new life.
With the surge of magical power, Sima Youran's soul gradually stabilized, as if finally finding a home after a long wandering.
When Sima Youran's consciousness became clear again, he looked around, his gaze freezing the moment it met Sima Jieao's.
It was a complex and indescribable emotion, with shock, emotion, and deep self-blame and guilt.
"I... I am sorry to the Sima family, and even more sorry to you, because my stubbornness has caused the family to suffer irreparable losses."
His words were choked with sobs. Although he was a soul body and could not shed tears, the regret was heavier than tears.
Seeing this, Sima Jieao felt mixed emotions. He knew his father's inner struggle and pain.
"Father, you don't need to blame yourself. We are a family, and we should share the wind and rain, whether in life or death."
His words were firm and warm, trying to give his father a little comfort.
Li Chengfeng interjected in a timely manner, interrupting the slightly heavy atmosphere: "Now is not the time for sentimentality. Although we have gone to great lengths to recall the remnant soul of the Sima clan leader, we also have something to ask.
At the same time, time is pressing, and the effect of the soul-summoning technique is limited."
His words were direct and powerful, bringing the topic back on track.
Upon hearing this, Sima Youran took a deep breath, adjusted his emotions, and cast a grateful look at Li Chengfeng: "Thank you, Fellow Daoist, for your rescue. Feel free to ask any questions you may have."
Li Chengfeng smiled slightly and said bluntly: "I want to give you a chance to be reborn, but not on the path of mortals, but on the path of a teacher.
I will integrate your remnant soul into a Refiner. From then on, you will continue to explore the Great Dao as a teacher. Opportunities and challenges coexist in this. Are you willing to accept it?"
Upon hearing this, Sima Youran's eyes flickered. After a moment, he nodded firmly: "I am willing to accept it. No matter what the road ahead is, it is better than this endless wandering, a soul body that cannot protect my family. Thank you, Fellow Daoist, for your accomplishment!"
Only then did Li Chengfeng turn to look at Sima Jieao, who did not dare to neglect him, his heart full of joy.
With a gentle wave of his hand, with a buzzing sound, a coffin appeared out of thin air.
The coffin was covered with complex runes. With a snap, the coffin lid opened automatically, revealing Sima Youran's body inside. After being treated with a special secret recipe, it had not rotted, as if it were yesterday.
It was just that his dantian was broken, apparently crushed by someone, and his death was tragic.
However, after careful cosmetic surgery, he looked like a handsome man.
Sima Youran's soul instantly became agitated and thanked Li Chengfeng: "Thank you, Fellow Daoist, for your accomplishment. No matter what the road ahead is, as long as you give me a chance to be reborn,
I will cherish it and never repeat the same mistakes, ruining my future because of greed for beauty and causing the family to be ashamed. In the past, my Sima family was also the supreme ruler in the Far West."
Li Chengfeng nodded in understanding: "I understand. I will use a secret method to merge you with this body and refine it into a puppet zombie.
This technique has been improved by me, and you will retain your self-awareness. At the same time, I will build a foundation for you as a teacher, allowing you to continue to live in the world as a zombie."
Sima Youran was extremely excited. He had never expected that he would be reborn a hundred years after his death.
Although his memory was somewhat lacking, he believed that everything would recover over time.
He knew that the opportunity was rare, and he entered his body without hesitation. Since this was his own body, there was no sense of rejection.
Li Chengfeng once again used the corpse refining technique. His figure moved slightly, demonic energy surged, and a cold aura quickly spread.
Using the corpse refining method, countless materials gathered around Sima Youran's body, and a strange fusion was about to begin.
Sima Jieao stood quietly aside, his eyes filled with tears, witnessing this incredible scene.