bdsm-fiction Chapter 349 Yin Yang Divine Soul Thorn
Chapter 349 Yin Yang Divine Soul Thorn
Chapter 349 Yin Yang Divine Soul Thorn
On the high platform, Ji Yinglong's gaze swept over the three people below.
Seeing that no one made any unusual moves, and even Chen Yi, whom he couldn't quite figure out, was sitting obediently, the Ji family patriarch's lips curled into a very faint smile.
"Heaven and earth are divided into yin and yang, and the five elements determine the universe."
Ji Yinglong spoke slowly, his voice no longer aged, but instead carrying a resounding rhythm like metal striking stone.
He raised his hands in a gesture.
The airflow inside the once peaceful hall suddenly became turbulent.
The black and white energies burst forth from his palms, not simply a manifestation of spiritual power, but a more profound manifestation of divine soul.
The black and white energies intertwined and entwined in the air, without colliding violently. Instead, they evolved into a strange balance, like water and milk blending together.
This is an extremely profound realm in the Refining Spirit Technique—the Transformation of Yin and Yang.
Chen Yi's pupils contracted slightly.
He also cultivated the Spirit Refining Method, but in terms of the precise control of Yin and Yang transformations, he was indeed still lacking compared to the Nascent Soul Peak cultivator in front of him who had been immersed in it for hundreds of years.
Ji Yinglong is not just showing off his skills.
As the black and white energies circulated, the surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth began to resonate.
The space inside the main hall seemed to have transformed into a giant zither, and Ji Yinglong's divine sense was the hand that plucked the strings. With each tremor, the power of the origin of heaven and earth resonated in rhythm.
How can we embed the yin and yang changes of the soul into the rules of heaven and earth, and use the power of heaven and earth to nourish the soul and elevate the level of spiritual consciousness?
This is precisely the bottleneck that Chen Yi is currently struggling to overcome, yet remains just one step away from mastering it.
Now, Ji Yinglong has actually torn away this thin veil of secrecy right in front of him, bit by bit.
Chen Yi stared intently at every movement of the black and white energies.
The Insightful Eye activated, recording every detail of Ji Yinglong's demonstration, the frequency of each spiritual energy fluctuation, and the amplitude of the divine sense tremors.
Normally, receiving this level of experience would require paying an enormous price to even get a chance. Now that the other party has offered it to us, we might as well learn from them.
"Look carefully."
Ji Yinglong's voice suddenly rose, interrupting Chen Yi's thoughts.
"Next, I will push the technique to its limit, and my divine sense and magical power will rise to the peak of the fourth rank."
"Your cultivation is still shallow, so it's inevitable that your souls will experience some shock and pressure. Concentrate and calm your mind, and you will adapt in time."
These words were spoken in a grand and dignified manner, even carrying a hint of advice and protection from an elder to a younger person.
Chen Yi sneered inwardly.
This is a preventative measure.
Fearing that the methods might be too powerful and that Fairy Xuanyin would notice the anomaly and interrupt the performance, he made an excuse in advance to cover up the impending fluctuations in his soul.
boom!
As soon as he finished speaking, a vast and powerful pressure erupted from Ji Yinglong's body.
It is not aimed at the physical body, but at the soul.
The black and white energies instantly expanded, transforming into two enormous phantom dragons and snakes that coiled above the main hall, their roars and hisses penetrating the sea of consciousness.
Chen Yi felt a chill run down his spine.
Strong.
too strong.
Is this the true strength of a peak Nascent Soul cultivator?
He quickly went through the process in his mind.
If one were to launch a sudden attack now, unleashing the strongest body-refining golden body, combined with the divine power of the Purple Lightning Soul Thunder, and even using those few trump cards to save one's life—
The odds of winning are less than 10%.
Even escaping might become a problem.
The gap is too large, like an insurmountable chasm.
Chen Yi's previously burgeoning murderous intent instantly cooled down.
Low-key.
We must keep a low profile.
If he were to swallow the poison of divine consciousness now, and it alerted Ji Yinglong, then once that old man tore off the mask, he would definitely not come out on top.
Where there is life, there is hope.
As long as the poison doesn't immediately take its toll and become fatal, let it stay in the mind's eye for a few days.
Chen Yi maintained his serious, slightly strained demeanor as he observed, but in reality, he was secretly analyzing the lurking toxin.
As Ji Yinglong's demonstration of the technique deepened, the true nature of the poison gradually became clear to Chen Yi.
This is not some deadly poison used to kill.
This is an extremely clever "introduction".
Named "Yin Yang Dragon and Snake Transformation," it is actually a lustful catalyst that acts on the subconscious.
It subtly adjusts the frequency of the poisoned person's soul, making it resonate with Ji Yinglong's soul fluctuations.
Those poisoned will unconsciously immerse themselves in the grand artistic conception of Ji Yinglong communicating with heaven and earth, and thus develop worship,
An emotion of admiration.
As time goes by, this emotion will ferment and change, eventually transforming into a desire for a spiritual connection with the other person.
A strong urge to explore the great path together.
To put it bluntly, this is a soul-altering drug specifically designed for high-level female cultivators.
Moreover, it's the kind of sophisticated product that works subtly and silently, making people completely unaware that they've fallen for it.
Furthermore, if one were to truly cultivate both partners using this method, it would indeed greatly benefit the strength of their souls.
Chen Yi caught a glimpse of Ning Bu'er and Xuan Yin Fairy out of the corner of his eye.
The two men had flushed faces and unfocused eyes, clearly immersed in the grand principles of heaven and earth, and their guard against Ji Yinglong had been reduced to the lowest level.
Good tactic.
Is this how a peak Nascent Soul cultivator woos girls?
They target the soul directly, not only taking your body but also your heart, and even turning you into their cultivation vessel, while you are expected to be grateful to them.
Chen Yi cursed inwardly as an old lecher.
This tactic might have been a "gentle and sweet" sugar-coated bullet for the two fairies, but for a grown man like him, Ji Yinglong clearly had no intention of being so polite.
Just as Chen Yi was secretly grumbling to himself.
On the high platform, Ji Yinglong saw that Xuan Yin and Ning Bu'er were completely trapped, and a glint of triumph flashed in his eyes.
Then, his gaze shifted and landed on Chen Yi in the corner.
He had long disliked this unwanted third wheel, especially the young man with whom Xuan Yin had an ambiguous relationship.
Since the two fairies are currently engrossed in comprehending the Great Dao and have temporarily closed their senses to the outside world, it's a good opportunity to clear away the unsightly weeds.
Ji Yinglong flicked his finger almost imperceptibly.
Amidst the swirling black and white energies, a tiny thread suddenly separated.
The thread was silent yet swift as lightning. Under the cover of overwhelming pressure, it pierced through the void in an instant and headed straight for Chen Yi's brow.
There was no earth-shattering display, only pure, chilling killing intent.
This is a Yin-Yang Divine Soul Thrust.
Ji Yinglong controlled his strength and did not use his full power, so as not to cause too much disturbance and wake up Fairy Xuanyin.
In his view, this attack was enough to shatter the consciousness of a junior in the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm, leaving him either dead or an idiot.
coming!
Chen Yi's tense nerves instantly caught this chilling killing intent.
The black and white soul thorns, like a venomous snake, instantly burrowed into his sea of consciousness, heading straight for the origin of his soul.
If it were an ordinary early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, they probably wouldn't even have time to react before their soul would be pierced through.
But Chen Yi was already prepared within his sea of consciousness.
"You old dog, you've got some nerve!"
Chen Yi roared inwardly.
Deep within the sea of consciousness, a great purple light shone forth.
A purple whip crackling with terrifying lightning appeared out of thin air—the Purple Lightning Soul Whip!
This is his great supernatural power, which he specializes in using to attack the soul and spirit. It is extremely strong and yang, and is specifically designed to destroy yin and evil.
Facing the incoming black and white yin-yang thorns, Chen Yi did not retreat at all. With a thought, the Purple Lightning Soul Whip, carrying an aura of destruction, lashed out fiercely.
Snapped!
A crisp sound, audible only to Chen Yi, rang out from within his sea of consciousness.
That was a sonic boom generated by the violent collision of divine and spiritual forces.
Although the Black and White Yin-Yang Daggers were of extremely high quality, they were ultimately just a casual strike by Ji Yinglong, and after a long-distance run, they were exhausted.
However, the Purple Lightning Soul Whip was Chen Yi's home turf, where he was poised to unleash his full potential.
Click!
The chilling divine soul pierced by the thunderbolt instantly disintegrated, turning into countless tiny black and white light specks scattered throughout the sea of consciousness.
A terrifying shockwave surged within his sea of consciousness.
If this power is allowed to spread, even if Chen Yi manages to block the attack, his sea of consciousness will suffer severe damage.
"System, devour!"
Chen Yi had a thought.
The system activated instantly.
Before the scattered, destructive Yin-Yang divine soul power could wreak havoc, it was swept away by an invisible suction force and instantly transformed into pure energy to replenish Chen Yi's divine soul.
An assassination attempt that could cripple a Nascent Soul cultivator was thus thwarted without a trace.
Chen Yi even felt that the strength of his soul had increased slightly.
But he couldn't show it.
If he is unharmed, Ji Yinglong will definitely become suspicious and may even take action again regardless of the consequences.
Chen Yi instantly suppressed his aura, controlled his facial muscles, and forced out a mouthful of blood.
"puff!"
His body swayed suddenly, and he spat out a jet of blood.
His face turned deathly pale at a visible speed, and his originally concentrated spiritual energy instantly became weak and scattered. He was like a kite with a broken string, teetering on the verge of collapse.
He braced himself on the ground with both hands, his knuckles turning white from the effort, his body trembling violently as if he were enduring immense pain.
This acting is worthy of an Oscar.
On the high platform, Ji Yinglong raised an eyebrow slightly.
He's not dead?
Did he not even become an idiot?
Although he held back his strength in that attack, it was still not something an early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator could easily withstand. This kid only coughed up blood; although his divine sense was severely damaged, his essence did not seem to have completely collapsed.
There's some trick to it.
However, that's all.
Having suffered such a severe injury to one's soul and spirit, it would take decades of recuperation to recover, and one might even be permanently stuck in this state.
This is enough.
A useless person is not worthy of being his stumbling block.
"Chen Lang!"
Ning Bu'er was the first to wake up from her state of enlightenment. She turned her head and saw Chen Yi's miserable state of vomiting blood and collapsing to the ground. Her face paled instantly, and she flashed to Chen Yi's side, reaching out to support his swaying body.
Xuan Yin Fairy was also alarmed, her beautiful eyes filled with astonishment and worry. She quickly walked over and asked, "What's going on?"
"It was fine just now—"
Chen Yi leaned against Ning Bu'er's chest, barely breathing. He opened his mouth, but only managed a few rapid breaths, as if he didn't even have the strength to speak.
He glanced at Ji Yinglong out of the corner of his eye, and met the old man's seemingly serious but actually mocking eyes.
"Oh dear, this—"
Ji Yinglong stood up with a look of "shock" and quickly walked down from the platform, his tone full of heartache and self-reproach.
"It was my oversight, a complete oversight!"
He pretended to extend a wisp of his divine sense to examine the situation, then shook his head and sighed, "Young friend Chen's cultivation is still shallow and his foundation is not yet stable. Just now, when I was evolving the Dao of the Origin of Heaven and Earth, my divine soul fluctuated too violently."
The two fairies, with their profound cultivation, are naturally unaffected, but they forgot that young friend Chen might not be able to withstand such the pressure of the Great Dao.
Ji Yinglong pointed to Chen Yi's scattered spiritual energy and explained to Fairy Xuan Yin, "Look, this is a typical case of spiritual energy turmoil, a backlash from the power of the Great Dao. Alas, if I had known this would happen, I shouldn't have let my young friend Chen listen to such a profound teaching."
As he spoke, he looked at Chen Yi and said earnestly, "Young friend Chen, your spiritual consciousness has been severely injured. I'm afraid you'll need to go back and recuperate in seclusion for ten or eight years before you can fully recover."
The laws of the Great Dao are flowing intensely here, making it unsuitable for you to remain. For the sake of your cultivation, it would be best to leave and heal your injuries as soon as possible.
The way they issued that order to leave was so self-righteous and compassionate.
It was as if he was genuinely concerned about Chen Yi's health.
Chen Yi lowered his head, concealing the cold glint in his eyes.
What a convenient excuse for "insufficient cultivation" and "backlash from the Great Dao".
That old dog stabbed me in the back, then turned around and tried to shift the blame onto me, while also kicking me out of the game.
If they don't leave, then they're ungrateful and playing with their own lives.
If he leaves, it will suit his wishes perfectly, giving that old lecher his space to be alone.
Chen Yi felt a surge of murderous intent, but reason firmly suppressed his impulse.
Are you turning against me now?
Although Fairy Xuanyin and Ning Bu'er would stand by his side, if they really fought, the three of them together might not be a match for this old monster.
Moreover, a bald man from the Vajra Temple was blocking the entrance.
With wolves in front and tigers behind, a head-on confrontation at this point would be suicide.
Write this down in a notebook.
There will be plenty of opportunities to settle things with this old man later.
Chen Yi struggled to lift his head, a bitter smile forced onto his pale face, his voice weak and hoarse: "This junior is indeed lacking in strength, so I will leave now."
Ji Yinglong thought that Chen Yi hadn't discovered anything and that he had secretly poisoned him. He believed that Chen Yi was indeed injured because he couldn't withstand the simulation. He secretly mocked the silly boy for his poor skills.
Hmph, those who know when to yield are the wise ones.
Once that eyesore is gone, the rest of the time will be "happy times" for him and the two fairies.
Ji Yinglong watched Chen Yi's retreating figure, a playful smile curving his lips.
This eyesore is finally going to get lost.
Once the fly disappears, the rest of the time will be dedicated to his "philosophical discussions" with the two stunning beauties.
The seeds of the Yin-Yang Dragon-Snake Transformation have been sown, and the invisible and intangible poison of the soul is gradually seeping into their sea of consciousness in accordance with the rhythm of the ritual.
No manipulation is needed; with just a little stimulation, desire will grow wildly like weeds, greatly shortening the time it takes for them to crave him.
However, the next moment, the smile on Ji Yinglong's lips froze.
When Chen Yi suggested withdrawing, Ning Bu'er, who was standing to the side, almost jumped up.
Without any hesitation, and without even glancing at Ji Yinglong, she placed her hand on Chen Yi's arm, leaning slightly to his side. Her stance was clear: wherever he is, I am.
Ji Yinglong paused slightly in the teacup he was holding.
Before he could speak, Fairy Xuanyin straightened her clothes and slowly stood up.
"In that case, Fellow Daoist Ji, let's end today's cultivation deduction here."
Xuan Yin Fairy's voice was clear and polite, yet it carried an undeniable firmness: "My junior, Chen Yi, is injured, and I must go and see him. I have already gained quite a bit today, thank you Fellow Daoist Ji."
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