Yun Xinyue was in an extrely poor state at this mont, one might even say she was on the brink of death.
"Enslave Skill."
Wen Zhixing’s eyes opened slightly, mysterious immortal runes flickering within his pupils.
Instantly, a powerful Divine Soul Force shot out from them.
BUZZ!
The overwhelming Divine Soul Force surged into the center of Yun Xinyue’s brow.
The next mont, the scene within Yun Xinyue’s Sea of Sense appeared before Wen Zhixing’s eyes.
Vast swathes of frost clung to her Sea of Sense.
White, icy coldness continuously erged, making it seem as if Wen Zhixing himself had entered a world of snow and ice.
As for Yun Xinyue’s divine soul, it had already been frozen solid, resembling an ice sculpture.
As Wen Zhixing drew slightly closer, he felt the bone-chilling cold attempting to invade his own spirit body.
CRACKLE!
The Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder flickered faintly, instantly dispelling the chill.
As expected, one should not underestimate this Mu Yunqing.
Wen Zhixing narrowed his eyes slightly.
He didn’t know much about Mu Yunqing’s constitution. He had only heard from Liu Qingxuan that Mu Yunqing possessed a five elents spirit body, a rarity seen once in ten thousand.
Previously, he hadn’t taken it seriously, but now it seed that this five elents spirit body was indeed formidable.
Fire and water elents. rely the eruption of these two types of elental energy was already so powerful.
If fully developed, it would certainly be a top-tier spirit body.
Yun Xinyue, you could say you’re lucky.
Wen Zhixing inclined his head slightly, looking at the pale figure on the verge of eternal slumber.
Now, probably only he could save her.
"Slave imprint, condense!"
Wen Zhixing extended a finger and pointed forward; the overwhelming Divine Soul Force surged directly into the center of Yun Xinyue’s brow.
CRACKLE!
Wen Zhixing’s divine soul was ford from the condensation of Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder.
Under the impact of this force, Yun Xinyue’s rigid divine soul, as if struck by lightning, began to tremble violently.
The impact of the lightning made her divine soul show faint signs of reawakening.
At the center of her brow, a slave imprint was rapidly taking shape.
Yun Xinyue’s brows furrowed slightly, but she showed no other reaction.
Soon, the slave imprint was successfully condensed.
Compared to planting the slave imprint on Feng Ruoli, this process was smoother; he encountered no resistance whatsoever.
Wen Zhixing’s soul avatar also gradually dissipated, transforming into a stream of Divine Soul Force that poured into the slave imprint.
The slave imprint instantly expanded. Just as before, it began to take deep root within Yun Xinyue’s divine soul, becoming fully integrated with it.
"Mmm..."
A barely audible moan escaped Yun Xinyue’s lips.
Her expression was a mixture of pleasure and unbearable pain.
Although implanting this slave imprint ant Yun Xinyue would no longer have a free life, Wen Zhixing had also saved her life in doing so. In other words, Yun Xinyue had profited. Freedom is precious, but without life, how can there be freedom? At least, that’s what Wen Zhixing thought.
The next mont, the prompt panel popped up.
[Enslave Skill successfully used; slave imprint successfully planted!]
[Yun Xinyue has beco your second servant!]
[The servant will absolutely obey you and cannot betray you.]
[If there are thoughts of betrayal, the slave imprint will detonate, killing the servant instantly.]
[Current number of controllable servants: 2/2.]
[The slave imprint cannot be actively removed; to replace a servant, you must first detonate the slave imprint and kill the current one.]
[To increase the limit on the number of servants, you must strengthen your own Divine Soul Force.]
It’s done.
Wen Zhixing retracted his spiritual presence and nodded slightly; both servant slots were now filled.
However, Yun Xinyue was still in critical condition.
Mu Yunqing’s bone-chilling power had already seeped into her marrow.
A re light touch from Wen Zhixing nearly caused Yun Xinyue to shatter into icy fragnts.
Her life force was still rapidly draining away. Especially at her chest, the gaping, bloody hole served as a grim reminder that Yun Xinyue’s ti was short.
Others might be helpless in the face of such injuries, but Wen Zhixing happened to have a way.
[Your body is full of Yang Qi, you can release it!]
[Your body is full of Yang Qi, you can release it!]
[Your body is full of Yang Qi, you can release it!]
The panel prompts popped up again, as inopportune as ever.
Wen Zhixing: "..."
No! What’s wrong with you, panel? Telling to release it at a ti like this?
Wen Zhixing muttered internally, speechless.
BOOM!
The next mont, his Nine-turns Sun Sutra roared to life.
An extrely dense and potent Yang Qi began to emanate from his body.
Actually, the panel prompts weren’t wrong; he really did need to "release" his abundant Yang Qi. It’s just that it required a different thod. The current Yun Xinyue could not possibly withstand such a powerful impact from Wen Zhixing. If it were a matter of sparring, there would be plenty of opportunities for that later. Right now, saving her life was the priority.
"Mmm~"
Feeling this intense Yang Qi, Yun Xinyue’s red lips parted slightly, and she moaned softly again.
HISS...
HISS...
HISS...
White steam began to rise from Yun Xinyue’s body.
The internal coldness was being rapidly expelled; her originally rigid body slowly began to soften and grow supple.
Mu Yunqing’s chill was formidable, but it was no match for Wen Zhixing’s abundant Yang Qi.
Co on, this was Pure Yang Qi, empowered by the Third Turn of the Sun Sutra. This kind of energy from a true man—how could you, little Mu Yunqing, even compare to !
The next mont, Yun Xinyue’s body began instinctively circulating the Wonderous Palace’s Essence Absorption Skill.
There was no helping it. Her body desperately craved energy to repair its injuries; this was a primal survival instinct.
Wen Zhixing wasn’t stingy and actively channeled a large amount of his own essence energy.
This Essence Absorption Skill, by nature, was a technique ant to forcibly seize essence energy from others.
This didn’t necessarily require physical intimacy.
Wen Zhixing willingly offering his own essence energy would achieve the sa effect.
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