"Human Soul? What's that?" Zhang Zifeng asked.
"People possess Three Souls and Seven Spirits, with the Three Souls being the Heavenly Soul, Earthly Soul, and Human Soul. The Heavenly Soul governs life, the Earthly Soul governs the body, and the Human Soul governs breath," you explained to the people around you, "If what Zhao'er said is true, that she has lost her Human Soul, then that perfectly explains her current state of pseudo-death."
Xian Qianling imdiately asked, "Is there any way to revive her?"
You didn't answer but instead removed your gloves and stretched out a finger, gently placing it on her forehead. At that mont, what erged in your mind was not an image, but a person, a girl with a beautiful face.
She was the corpse in front of you, except what you were seeing now was her Earthly Soul.
"Tell about your situation, and I'll find a way to retrieve your Human Soul and skin."
However, the girl couldn't speak; she just kept writing in the air with her hand, her finger also pointing in a direction.
At first, you were sowhat bewildered, until she made a mirror-gazing gesture.
Suddenly, you opened your eyes and looked up at the wardrobe placed beside the bed, which had a full-length mirror inlaid on it!
Xian Qianling was right in front of the mirror!
At that mont, you saw ripples appearing on the mirror surface, like those on water, and a hand suddenly reached out toward Xian Qianling's shoulder!
"Watch out!"
As soon as the words left your mouth, you lunged toward Xian Qianling!
In the blink of an eye, you had wrapped your arms around Xian Qianling's slender waist, while that hand had already pulled Xian Qianling's upper body into the mirror!
"What are you all doing standing around? Co and help!"
With your loud shout, the people nearby hurriedly grabbed you, pulling together, and managed to pull Xian Qianling out of the mirror.
As Xian Qianling was pulled out, you all saw a hand as thin and dry as kindling.
"What is that?" Hu Zhiyuan stood by, furrowing his brows tightly, a flash of terror flickering in his eyes.
Clearly, this scene had also exceeded his comprehension!
At the sa ti, several more withered hands reached out from the mirror, directly grabbing for Xian Qianling!
In a critical mont, you shouted, "Zhao'er, smash the mirror!"
Zhao'er stepped forward quickly, her jade-like palm glowing as she struck the mirror, which instantly cracked, and with a "ping," shattered into pieces.
Right after the shattering, the erging hands turned into black smoke, but there was still half an arm gripping Xian Qianling's shoulder.
"Ah!"
Xian Qianling groaned in pain, her face turning extrely pale, and her lips showing a disturbing shade of dark purple.
"Qian Ling, what's wrong with you?" Hu Zhiyuan rushed in frantically, clumsily attempting to pry off the arm from Xian Qianling's shoulder.
"Wait!"
Seeing this, you quickly interjected.
"Get out of my way!" Hu Zhiyuan pointed at you and cursed fiercely, "Qian Ling is the old leader's most cherished granddaughter, and if anything happens to her, I'll make you bury with her!"
Watching Hu Zhiyuan's confrontational stance, you felt a surge of adrenaline and reflexively swung your fist at his right cheek!
"Bang!"
At that mont, everyone clearly saw two teeth flying out of Hu Zhiyuan's mouth, while he himself was knocked to the ground by your punch.
"You... you dare hit , I..."
"Cut the crap!" you yelled at Hu Zhiyuan, "If you want Xian Qianling to live, stay out of the way! The more you fumble, the deeper the corpse poison enters her!"
"Corpse poison?" Zhang Zifeng looked at you in astonishnt. Although this guy usually didn't seem very reliable, he now appeared much more composed, "What do we do now? Should we inform the Chu Sect?"
Chu Sect?
This was the first ti you'd heard of such an organization, but it was too late to call for help now. The corpse poison in Xian Qianling was too deep; you had to suck it out imdiately, or she wouldn't last for more than a few minutes before turning into a Walking Corpse!
With that thought, you didn't know what ca over you, but you imdiately pulled off the withered hand from her shoulder and tore open her collar.
"What are you doing!?"
Hu Zhiyuan exclaid in shock.
What Zhang Zifeng and the others saw, however, were five deep claw marks on Xian Qianling's shoulder, forming a cluster of dark purple veins sinking deep into her bloodstream!
"Dammit, if she's dead, she's dead!"
You cursed under your breath and bent down to bite the wound on Xian Qianling's shoulder.
"Mm!"
Xian Qianling let out a pained moan, her brows tightly furrowed. Her consciousness was still clear, feeling the toxins in her body gradually flowing out through the wound and being sucked in by you, her eyes flickering continuously, conveying an emotion that others couldn't understand.
From an outsider's perspective, what you were doing now seed quite sensual, but only you understood the agony of it.
You were not unaware of the severity of the corpse poison, nor were you oblivious to the fact that this inhaled poison could potentially kill you, yet for so reason, you did it anyway.
This damned Hero's trope!
Under everyone's watchful eyes, Xian Qianling's complexion gradually improved, and when her skin regained its healthy color, you stumbled and fell backward.
Zhao'er was right there to catch you from behind, helping you sit on the floor.
"How are you?" Xian Qianling turned around, and as soon as she saw your complexion, she exclaid, "Can't you cure this poison?"
At this mont, you didn't even have the mood to pretend to be strong. Not only was your body numb, but you also felt a piercing pain spreading throughout.
"Bring a bucket of Glutinous Rice Water, the more glutinous rice the better!"
Though still weak, Xian Qianling promptly made a phone call, and within a few minutes, three people rushed in, each carrying a bag of glutinous rice.
You stripped off your clothes and were helped by Zhao'er into the bathtub, after which water was added, and the glutinous rice poured in.
As soon as the glutinous rice was added to the bathtub, an excruciating pain unlike any other swept over you, and in a blink of an eye, it felt as if millions of ants were devouring every inch of your body!
At that mont, all you could do was endure!
You grabbed the showerhead of the bathtub fiercely, and after several attempts, with a "crack," you crushed it!
Pain!
Excruciating pain!
Wave after wave, the unbearable agony tornted you!
You showed the ttle of a real man, not uttering a single sound from beginning to end!
As if you were subrged in endless suffering, a tender and gentle warmth ca up from behind, a pair of Jade Arms wrapping around your body. You didn't need to look back to know that it was Zhao'er.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here."
Zhao'er's voice softly echoed in your heart, her tenderness instantly easing so of your pain.
Xian Qianling stood inside the bathroom the entire ti, her hands on the doorfra, body leaning slightly, brows tightly knit, and her beautiful face showing a very complex expression.
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