In the end of the world, I become an immortal alone

#371 - Obsession and suspicion

Across the vast wilderness floated a lone soul;

This soul vaguely resembled Wang Jixuan, but this form was more 'primitive,' closer to the appearance of his original soul.

This land was a prairie, with obvious traces of giant blade beasts activity everywhere—small mountains collapsed in the middle, hills piled with countless bones, and the giant craters created by nuclear bombs had become natural lakes.

Wang Jixuan's benevolent soul hovered and drifted above this.

It was sometimes dazed and sometimes stared blankly ahead.

This was also a performance technique that Wang Daolong had carefully pondered for a long time.

Underground was a dense swarm of blade beasts.

An awkward thing happened…

Wang Jixuan discovered that it was quite difficult for his benevolent soul to be discovered by the other party.

But he absolutely couldn't actively let the lone soul drift down now.

He had already been active enough!

If he actively offered himself up again, there was no need to act in this scene; he might as well just lay his cards on the table from the start!

At the same time.

Wang Jixuan's spiritual sense was fixed on Yezi and the Gari Nuo here; the meeting point for the two had been changed to Gari Nuo's residence.

It was a circular cave, more than ten meters in diameter, with various tadpole markings drawn on the cave walls, somewhat like a place for spiritual practitioners' advancement ceremonies.

Gari Nuo, draped in human skin, sat cross-legged in the center of the circular cave.

Yezi's high heels tapped against the cave wall as she calmly appeared in front of Gari Nuo, greeting him with a cold snort.

"Are you really just planning to do nothing?"

Gari Nuo nodded gently: "Before reinforcements arrive, we must preserve our strength as much as possible and avoid making reckless sacrifices."

"My people have made great sacrifices to plunder pseudo-spirit slaves for your materials, even engaging in direct conflict with the Spiritual Energy Capital! But you hide behind, only sending some imitations that are about to be iterated and eliminated."

Yezi's gaze was somewhat compelling:

"Do you really think I'm your vassal?"

"You are our partner."

Gari Nuo said calmly:

"But now, as soon as we make a move, we may invite the Black Storm's crazy revenge.

"I don't want to see that kind of disaster happen again.

"We need a force that can decisively suppress the Black Storm."

The tadpole markings around the circular cave kept flashing with light, and a layer of light film appeared under Yezi's feet, slowly rising and lifting her to the same height as Gari Nuo.

A light film cushion formed in front of Gari Nuo.

"Sit, we recently obtained new information about the Black Storm."

Yezi had no intention of sitting down.

She wore a pink fitted trench coat and a baseball cap, her long hair casually draped, obviously having rushed over in a hurry.

"Speak plainly; I have other things to do."

Gari Nuo, draped in human skin, revealed a stiff and ugly smile, leaning back slightly, his gaze carrying a hint of coercion, and then he slowly said:

"Benevolent Soul."

Afterward, Gari Nuo seemed to have said something remarkable, anticipating the change in Yezi's expression.

Yezi's beautiful maiden face indeed changed somewhat.

She showed a bit more impatience.

"You called me over just to tell me that the Black Storm's benevolent soul was exiled, so it started to become demonic and fall into depravity?

"Isn't this news that has been spreading for over half a month?"

Gari Nuo mysteriously said: "We captured his benevolent soul."

Yezi's eyes widened instantly.

Wang Jixuan was also taken aback.

His benevolent soul… Huh? That's not right.

'Isn't the Poor Daoist's benevolent soul floating in the sky above this area? Where was it captured?'

Wang Jixuan immediately reacted.

Gari Nuo was either bluffing or had gotten the wrong thing; anyway, Wang Daolong had the exclusive right to interpret the matter of the benevolent soul.

Yezi quickly regained her composure and said with a smile: "What are the conditions for giving it to me?"

"We need you to remove the control circuits from the pseudo-spirit slave bodies."

Gari Nuo said in a deep voice:

"Although I know this is a bit unreasonable.

"According to our contract, you provide the related technology for pseudo-spirit slaves and have the second control over them.

"But according to our current demonstration… pseudo-spirit slaves are more suitable for developing into a new civilization than our basic blade beasts.

"The combination of blade beasts and humans can cultivate powerful sub-civilizations, which can also cultivate new spiritual energy engineers to maintain the order of the spiritual energy circuits within our blade beast bodies.

"So, we now want complete control of the pseudo-spirit slaves; you can propose suitable conditions."

Yezi raised her eyebrows slightly.

She said indifferently: "You know, I can't represent all of us."

Gari Nuo said: "But you can influence the decisions of most of your individuals, can't you?"

Yezi crossed her arms and pondered carefully.

She still refused: "Personal preferences still can't be compared to our plans spanning tens of thousands of years; although I'm obsessed with the Black Storm, I wouldn't destroy our plans.

"Are we," Gari Nuo's voice was a bit more eerie, "a part of your plan?"

"Sort of."

Yezi smiled:

"Plans are not immutable; they need to be adaptively adjusted.

"Your appearance and development have indeed helped us a lot; this is undeniable.

"But just as you have realized the value of pseudo-spirit slaves, we have also realized their value; the human thinking ability combined with the blade beast spiritual energy system is the foundation of a new civilization.

"If we could optimize the state of your mother insect, it would be close to perfect."

Gari Nuo stared at Yezi.

Yezi didn't give way at all.

"Alright," Gari Nuo closed his empty eyes, "We actually didn't find the benevolent soul."

Yezi snorted: "So you were deliberately playing with me."

Gari Nuo said: "But we have already thought of a way to capture that benevolent soul."

"How to capture it?"

"What does a wandering soul want most?"

"A body."

"We can create a batch of pseudo-spirit slaves without souls," Gari Nuo said, "As long as there are enough of them and they are distributed widely enough, we can increase the chances of finding this benevolent soul."

Yezi: …

Wang Jixuan: …

The Daoist Master really didn't expect that the Blade Beast civilization would respect him, their opponent, so much that for a wisp of remnant soul in the rumors, a possibility, they would be willing to make such a big fuss.

No wonder the Human Blade Beast civilization can achieve great things, right?

This is really ruthless enough.

Yezi dropped a sentence: "Then you try it yourselves."

She turned and left, as if saying another word to this Gari Nuo would be insulting to her intelligence.

Yezi didn't rush to leave this place.

She returned to her palace, like last time, she would stay here to rest for half a day.

Wang Jixuan watched Yezi's back with his spiritual sense.

Her body was still in the development stage, so she was a bit shorter than an adult, but no matter from which point of view, she could already be considered a beauty.

A beauty who is essentially an old monster.

The Daoist Master suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

Perhaps there was no need to make things so complicated; since Yezi left last time, no one had lived in this palace again; only pseudo-spirit slaves occasionally cleaned it.

The air exchange systems in several corners of the palace were always on.

If…

That stone sculpture in the bathtub…

The Daoist Master raised his eyebrows.

He let his alien soul enter a deep sleep within the war puppet body, his mind completely entrusted to that wisp of remnant soul, and his main body entered a shallow sleep.

Then, step by step, little by little, bypassing layers of blade beasts, he arrived at this underground palace.

Yezi seemed to have a cleanliness obsession; every time she returned to this palace, she would take a bath first.

And every time she entered the steaming bathtub, she would snuggle next to that lifelike stone sculpture, and from time to time, she would have some extreme actions;

After she came out of the bathtub, she would go to put on makeup, making herself up in the kind of attire that female cultivators in the cultivation world often have.

Then, she would wear makeup, wearing a neon skirt or a Luo skirt, and lie quietly on the big bed to fall into a deep sleep, and when she woke up, she would have to leave in a hurry.

Wang Jixuan was waiting at this moment;

Waiting for her to fall asleep, this lone soul floated into the hall, quietly squeezed through the gap in the barrier, and slowly walked around the bed.

Observing with spiritual sense was, after all, slightly different from 'seeing' directly.

Looking up close, Yezi's beauty became more real, and Wang Jixuan seemed to see his little junior sister in his memory.

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However, his junior sister didn't have Yezi's vicious heart.

Wang Jixuan's wisp of benevolent soul floated toward the stone sculpture, drilled into it, and began to emit shallow spiritual power fluctuations.

What followed was a long wait of more than four hours.

Fortunately, Wang Jixuan's main body had nothing to do for the time being; Ling Tong had just come back to see him a few days ago and was still giving heroic speeches in the distance tonight.

No one disturbed;

No one sabotaged.

Finally.

Yezi groaned twice on the bed, waking up from her deep sleep, the feeling of fatigue was driven away from the inside out, and her eyes became incomparably bright.

She glanced at the communicator that kept flashing beside her and picked it up to look at it a few times.

It was the daily report from the members of her organization.

—Her organization was not the 'they' in Gari Nuo's mouth; it was just an underground organization she had run on Earth for decades.

Yezi looked down at her chest.

Under the chest wrap of the neon skirt were the sexual characteristics that still hadn't developed to perfection.

She pursed her lips lightly and whispered: "The human body is really troublesome; Big Brother likes a muscular body and full here."

Yezi raised her hand and gently lifted it a few times, but finally gave up on using spiritual energy to fake it.

She had that confidence.

“Arrange a shuttle for me.”

“Yes,” a female pseudo-spirit slave kneeling in the corner replied respectfully, and a female pseudo-spirit slave wearing a gauze skirt hurried away.

Yezi leisurely got up and went to the dressing table, wanting to remove her makeup.

Her footsteps suddenly stopped.

Yezi turned around abruptly, staring at the stone sculpture in the bathtub.

The water in the bathtub was no longer warm, and there was no steam at this moment. The stone sculpture looked like a man taking a bath, but at this moment…

A wisp of faint spiritual light flickered continuously within the stone sculpture.

Yezi rushed out in two steps, jumped directly into the pool, lifted her skirt, and walked to the stone sculpture excitedly and laboriously, her body and hands trembling.

She carefully touched the cheek of the stone sculpture.

She forced herself to calm down, closed her eyes, and carefully sensed it, then cheered out loud.

At this moment, she looked just like an innocent and romantic schoolgirl.

With a splashing sound of water, Yezi hugged the stone sculpture tightly, greedily breathing in the scent of the stone sculpture, and kept saying:

“Is it you? Big brother? Is it you?”

Wang Jixuan felt a chill down his spine.

However, he couldn't show any complete thinking ability at this moment, and continued to play the role of a 'confused lonely soul'.

After a few minutes, Yezi finally suppressed her excitement.

She took two steps back and sat directly in the water, using a standard cross-legged posture, and her hands quickly formed seals.

Wang Jixuan suddenly realized…

What Yezi was using seemed to be the soul-controlling technique commonly used by the righteous path in the cultivation world?

In the next instant, Wang Jixuan's lonely soul left the stone sculpture and was gently lifted up by Yezi with a surge of magic power.

Yezi's pupils reflected the appearance of this lonely soul.

Long hair, green shirt, young face, but his eyes were full of confusion.

Yezi suddenly became even more excited, and couldn't help but cover her mouth and nose to cry, her lips constantly trembling, and she kept calling 'Big brother'.

For some reason, the chill in Wang Jixuan's heart gradually faded.

Although he knew that the woman in front of him had stained her hands with the blood of countless innocent creatures;

Although he also knew that this Yezi should be a spiritual cultivator who was tens of thousands of years old;

But at this moment, at least on this matter, Yezi didn't seem to be faking it.

She was madly infatuated with a cultivator named Wang Jixuan.

Yezi didn't care that she was soaked all over, and used her magic power to hold Wang Jixuan's lonely soul to the bedside, and slowly put it down.

Then…

Her red lips parted slightly, and the outer golden core that carried her unknown amount of effort floated out, like a jade-like elixir, floating in front of Wang Jixuan's lonely soul, emitting a bright light.

Wang Jixuan's lonely soul quickly grew stronger.

She was actually using her own soul power to strengthen Wang Jixuan's 'soul of goodness'.

Sacrificing oneself to benefit others?

Ah, this…

The Daoist priest was almost moved by her and wanted to persuade her to be a good person?

However, Wang Jixuan didn't want to do this useless work.

Persuading evildoers to do good is something that only bald donkeys of the Buddhist sect would do. They of the Wangxian Valley pay attention to repaying kindness with kindness and repaying grievances with grievances.

Wang Jixuan began to wake up after a few minutes.

After the lonely soul grew stronger, it gradually solidified, and there was a glimmer of light in his eyes, and his eyes were mostly confused, and then he seemed to remember something, closed his eyes and sighed softly, leaving two drops of remorseful tears.

“Big brother…”

Yezi called softly, her voice was hoarse, and also apprehensive.

Wang Jixuan opened his eyes and looked up, saw Yezi, and there was a bit of shock in his eyes, followed by sternness.

His acting skills were also maxed out.

“You demon woman! It’s you!”

“It’s me, it’s me!”

Yezi nodded hastily. That shout of 'demon woman' seemed to wake her up. She smiled happily, put her hands behind her back, and spun around in her wet silk dress.

“Do you still remember me? I am Yezi! The Yezi of the wooden house!”

“You killed your younger brother and sister!”

“There was no other way, they had to die.”

Yezi said indifferently:

“We couldn’t take them away at that time, and the matter had already been exposed. It was possible that it would involve my greater secrets, and they themselves didn’t have much value, they were just successful samples of cloning experiments.

“I was just beginning to awaken my memories at that time. My mother’s death suddenly stimulated me.”

Wang Jixuan glared angrily.

Yezi pursed her lips, and her enthusiasm seemed to have faded for the most part.

She whispered: “I know you are an upright person, big brother, but I am not. In your values, I am a bad person, but I don’t think these are anything… I love you.”

She said affectionately:

“Can I be your wife? I can find you a perfect body, I can help you save more souls, I can help you pursue your ideals.

“You want to ascend, right?

“I don’t ask to ascend with you, I just want to be with you and know each other. If you hate me… I can wash away your memories of Yezi, and then be your well-behaved junior sister.

“Don’t you like your little junior sister the most? Can I change to her name? Zhihan, is that the name, right?”

Wang Jixuan was really dumbfounded now.

Wait, his junior sister's name, how does this guy know it?

What the hell is going on?

“It seems that I have successfully aroused your curiosity,” Yezi raised her small face triumphantly, turned her head and shouted, “Let them all stop, I’m not going anywhere next! Prepare a hundred young men’s bodies!”