"Boss, I have a question..."
"What?"
"This isn't realistic; how can I manage to take down 35 Divine Spirit remnants?"
"Oh, this is my reward for you," Chaos Spirit Light said.
"You hold in too high regard," Shen Ye sighed.
35 Divine Spirit remnants VS .
I'm Shen Ye, just transmigrated a few days ago, 15 years old this year.
——Thank you!
"Silly kid, aren't you attending the welco party? You've helped Yinchen, so now I'm giving you a hand," Chaos Spirit Light said.
As it finished speaking, the longevity lock in Shen Ye's hand began to rattle loudly.
The longevity lock seed to co to life, unfolding rapidly into a vast net of chains, flying into the darkness.
A mont later.
Shen Ye felt the chains in his hand tighten suddenly.
"Giggle giggle giggle!"
A spine-chilling sound echoed from the darkness.
Turning his head ——
A huge and terrifying head erged from the darkness, floating a few ters beside him, silently staring at himself.
"Don't be afraid, I've caught a remnant for you,"
Chaos Spirit Light's voice ca from the chains.
Shen Ye looked intently and saw that the huge head was connected to a body as towering as a mountain ——
It was indeed a Divine Spirit remnant!
Fine, dense chains bound it, constantly flickering with a faint light.
Waves of light entered the remnant.
Chaos Spirit Light's voice echoed solemnly:
"Back when the Song Family ca to this world, they brought and the Thirty-Six Divine Spirits with them, becoming the supre power in the world."
"Who dared to provoke the Song Family back then?"
"The Thirty-Six Divine Spirits were held by the Song Family's Thirty-Six House Servants, to aid them in slaying demons, dispelling evil, and extinguishing disasters."
"Who would have thought that tis would change, and now the Song Family has declined to such a state."
"I've longed to select a worthy family head, to no avail, until Song Yinchen appeared."
"Now..."
"It's ti to take back the Thirty-Six Divine Fiends."
"—Their Soul Pacts are with ."
A series of urgent Spell sounds ca from the longevity lock, as if millions of people were chanting sothing together.
In an instant.
The Divine Spirit remnant disappeared.
Yet, the longevity lock revealed the true nas of each Divine Spirit, such as Tian Gang, Tian Lu, Tian Ma, Tian Guan, Tian Shang... a total of thirty-six Divine Fiends arranged in the order of the heavenly stems and earthly branches.
Among them, "Tian Shang" true na radiated waves of brilliance.
"'Tian Shang' has taken its place; let's go find the next one," Chaos Spirit Light said.
"...Just like that?" asked Shen Ye.
The situation gave him a strange feeling of familiarity.
It was like ——
When he used to play video gas, a high-level player would take him to dangerous places to kill monsters and gain experience.
His experience points would soar, and he could take all the goodies along the way.
It was thrilling.
— To be human for two lifetis, this feeling was still so wonderful.
Chaos Spirit Light's voice arose from the chains:
"I specifically picked this mission so you could choose a ntor later; what, aren't you happy?"
"Boss is generous; I couldn't be more pleased," Shen Ye said.
"Hmph, back when I road the world, the Tower of Tarot wanted to woo so badly they insisted I help them pick successors, even giving the privileges to set missions — this is my first ti using it, you better cherish it, understand?"
"Understood, Boss!"
Shen Ye's physique moved, darting toward the next Divine Spirit remnant.
...
anwhile,
Song Yinchen was flying backward in midair, her face etched with panic.
Suddenly,
she stretched out her wrist, revealing her snow-white skin and a chain.
—The other end of the longevity lock.
Two small characters erged from the chain:
"Tian Shang."
—The Divine Fiends Tian Shang had been retrieved.
That is to say, the Chaos Spirit Light, along with Brother Shen Ye, was currently collecting the Divine Fiends underground!
Thirty-six in total.
One less, one retrieved, leaving thirty-four.
The process won't be too slow.
That ans—
She had to buy ti for Shen Ye!
Song Yinchen turned around and lashed out with her whip.
The strike, fiercer and more resolute than ever before, knocked the Demon Blade out of Song Qingyun's hand in an instant.
The crowd was stunned.
"You!"
Song Qingyun's expression changed as she imdiately chased after the blade.
A miscalculation.
When did she learn such whip techniques?
That move was exquisitely precise, targeting only the blade and not herself—hardly a life-and-death struggle.
The crowd looked toward the blade.
—The Red Blade, having lost its master, began to fall downward.
This very blade could immobilize a person, possessing the infinite Power of the Evil God!
What a treasure!
A middle-aged man in a Taoist robe suddenly appeared.
The Ouyang Family Head!
He ford a Spell Seal with his hands and, joining a pair of index fingers, pointed at the blade.
"Seal!"
The middle-aged man let out a deep shout.
Behind him, eighteen n and won also dressed in Taoist robes appeared. Simultaneously forming hand signs, they chanted in unison, "Heaven, we call upon thee!"
As the words fell,
a pale yellow light shot out, circling the Red Blade and forming a Talisman that suppressed it.
Nine vertical pupils, one after another, slowly closed.
The long blade was drawn into the Talisman, floating steadily, and landed in the hands of the middle-aged man.
Taking advantage of this mont, the eighteen n and won released their techniques, blocking Song Qingyun.
The middle-aged man turned around and called out to Song Yinchen from a distance:
"Yinchen, this item is extrely malevolent. I have exhausted all my strength to temporarily seal it. I assu you have no objections."
"No objections, Uncle Ouyang—please uphold justice on my behalf," Song Yinchen nodded and said.
A hint of mockery flickered in the Ouyang Family Head's eyes.
Upholding justice?
With the loss of this blade, Song Qingyun was like a phoenix that had lost its feathers.
And Song Yinchen was nothing but a frail and useless girl.
I'll keep the blade, and as for the two of you sisters—I'll take care of you today as well—
Thump.
A soft sound.
The Talisman broke apart, and the Demon Blade burst through, piercing straight through his chest in an instant.
"Uncle!"
Song Yinchen appeared to be in a state of shock and confusion, yet there was not a trace of emotion in her eyes.
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