The Nine-Lives Cat exerted the last bit of strength within the Spirit Fox, intending to have a mutual destruction with Ye Ming.
Ye Ming felt a sense of openness in his heart, without a trace of fear.
"What’s there to fear about death?"
He struggled to crawl to Xu Lele’s bed and tightly grasped her hand.
He was just one step away from success and absolutely could not fall at this mont.
Since things had co this far, he decided to exhaust his life in a desperate fight.
He had put in a great deal of effort to capture the Great Demon’s Soul, and had lost half his life to reach this point. He absolutely would not give up until the final mont.
At that ti, he took out an elixir and placed it in his mouth.
It was the last Great Spirit Condensing Elixir he had.
The elixir lted instantly upon entering his mouth, turning into a great amount of True Qi, filling his parched Dantian.
At the sa ti, he bit the tip of his tongue to make his mind more alert.
The large quantity of Life Essence mixed with the True Qi just replenished, restoring Ye Ming’s ability to move.
He sat cross-legged on the bed, his body emitting a beam of golden light, completely surrounding the Fox Demon’s Demon Soul.
"Impossible, why is this happening? Does your power never run out?"
"How can you..."
The Nine-Lives Cat had not expected Ye Ming to have this move up his sleeve: it thought he was at the end of his rope, a good opportunity for mutual destruction.
But the outco was completely different from what it had expected.
The golden light shone over, driving out all the grudge inside the Demon Soul, turning it into dust that scattered with the wind, leaving behind only the purest soul.
Ye Ming hurriedly controlled the soul, pouring it into Xu Lele’s body.
A light burst forth, and Ye Ming watched with his own eyes as the soul entered the body, and after rging with Xu Lele, a satisfied smile finally appeared on the corners of his mouth.
He carefully observed Xu Lele’s body.
After the soul entered, it imdiately began helping to repair Xu Lele’s severely damaged organs; the trendous soul power faced no difficulty with these minor issues.
Very soon, Xu Lele’s complexion began to recover, and her pulse gradually steadied as well.
According to the Soul Transfer Spell, for two souls to rge completely, a certain amount of ti is still needed.
Repairing the body is one aspect, while, on another hand, this newly added soul will attempt to take over the body, just as previously, when Ye Ming was almost taken over by the Fox Demon.
Fortunately, Ye Ming had stripped all consciousness from the Demon Soul, which was equivalent to a blank slate; Xu Lele just needed to accept it in the depths of her soul.
By the ti she wakes up, everything will go back to normal.
Ye Ming exhaled a breath of turbid air, his body also slumped down.
Thankfully, the matter ended without disaster, yet the loss Ye Ming suffered was quite severe. The huge consumption of Life Essence ant he could no longer support himself, and in addition to the serious injuries on his body, he was simply sustaining himself with his strong will.
Seeing the situation improve, Ye Ming relaxed his mind and could no longer hold on.
Ti was passing bit by bit; outside the door, several people stood guard silently, not daring to slacken.
Ye Ming fell into a deep sleep, entering a strange dreamscape.
In the dreamscape, white fog was hazy, obscuring his vision.
Ye Ming kept running through the mist, and each ti he pierced through it, he felt an extrely cool and comfortable sensation. Moreover, as he penetrated the fog, he also felt the True Qi inside his body recovering at a very fast pace.
He ran tirelessly, and by the ti his Inner True Qi was plentiful again, the white fog finally dissipated.
In front of him appeared a delicately crafted table, on which sat a chessboard.
Above the chessboard, the black and white pieces were locked in intense battle, each entwined with the other, biting down hard, neither willing to relent.
Ye Ming had never played Go before, but upon seeing these pieces, he made a startling discovery that he could understand and perceive the mysteries within.
He slowly took a seat before the chessboard, starting to ponder deeply.
Ti flew by unnoticed by Ye Ming.
When the sun set in the west, Ye Ming picked up a black piece and placed it on the board.
In an instant, the chessboard burst with light, the white pieces disappeared at once, and the black pieces dominated the entire board.
At that mont, a familiar "hmm" sound reached Ye Ming’s ears.
The voice was extrely familiar, as if it were his grandfather’s.
Ye Ming shouted to the sky, but there was no response. It was then that he suddenly opened his eyes.
"Grandfather..."
Ye Ming sat on the bed, a sense of loss surfacing again in his heart.
It was at this mont that he suddenly realized that the pain in his body had vanished.
The wounded areas had completely healed, not even leaving scars behind.
Within his Dantian, surging True Qi was on the verge of bursting his body open.
Ye Ming quickly mobilized the True Qi, guiding it to circulate within him.
After two cycles of a full circulatory path, a strange noise ca to Ye Ming’s mind.
To his amazent, he found that his Sky-shattering Stone Technique had improved imperceptibly.
Now, his senses had surpassed those of ordinary people, reaching a level beyond his own belief.
His eyes only needed to focus intently on a spot, and he could see directly through the essence of the object. He could even penetrate thick walls without any effort.
Moreover, he could project a stream of True Qi, attaching his consciousness to it, further expanding the scope of his exploration.
Within a ten-kiloter radius, he could use this thod to investigate anything he desired to know.
Most importantly, Ye Ming found himself at the threshold of the Superior Earth Rank.
To break through required an opportunity, but it was no longer a difficult task.
However, the thought of breakthrough brought back mories of the heavenly punishnt he once faced, and he imdiately suppressed this thought, deciding to strengthen himself before considering a breakthrough.
What was more pressing was Xu Lele’s condition.
He placed his hand on Xu Lele’s wrist and, after checking her pulse, a smile appeared on his face.
At this mont, Xu Lele was no different from a healthy person, her injuries having been completely healed. All that was left was for her to wake up of her own accord.
Ye Ming breathed a sigh of relief, took out two Golden Light Spells and set them up in the room, then walked out.
Pushing the door open, Wang Yating, Xu Xincheng, and Lik Jian three stood outside the door, their faces filled with guilt.
Wang Yating hung her head and said in a low voice, "I’m truly sorry; it wasn’t intentional..."
"I just... anyway, I did the wrong thing. If you’re angry, just punish as you see fit. I have no objections."
Her face flushed with embarrassnt, she was so ashad that she didn’t know how to express herself.
Ye Ming smiled indifferently and said, "If you’ve done wrong, you need to make ands. Since you’re willing to admit your mistake, if you claim victory in the finals and defeat Arica’s Marines Special Combat Team, I’ll pretend that nothing ever happened."
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