Chapter 105: Danger and Fortune

Mythic Spirit Tower My ears are free from disturbance. 2807 words 2026-04-13 10:52:19

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Soul Seizure refers to the act of taking over another’s body to allow one’s own spirit to enter it. Before reaching the Spirit Infant stage, no matter how strong a cultivator is, once the body dies, the spirit will leave the body and dissipate after a few days. Most cultivators, unwilling to let their spirits disperse and then reincarnate, prepare a treasured vessel in advance to store their spirit. When their body dies, they place the spirit inside this vessel, then seek out a new body and seize it at the right opportunity.

Li Mu was currently facing such a situation.

“Are you an evil one?”

Mistaking the Spirit Storage Ring for a mere storage ring could have been a critical mistake, but Li Mu remained calm and composed.

A pale gray spirit hovered near the Spirit Tower. “If you come, I will tell you.”

Li Mu grunted softly but did not respond directly. Instead, he asked, “You’re not the evil one?”

The pale gray spirit was dozens of times larger than Li Mu’s blue spirit, clearly indicating that its cultivation before death surpassed Li Mu’s. If Li Mu confronted it directly, it would likely absorb him, and his own body and the Spirit Tower would be lost. He decided to wait for the right moment, prolonging time to find its weakness.

The pale gray spirit seemed somewhat afraid of the golden light atop the Spirit Tower and kept its distance.

“It doesn’t matter who I am to you. If you are reasonable, I might let you keep a fragment of spirit to help you find a body.”

Li Mu was still skeptical since two spirits cannot coexist in one body. If one loses consciousness completely—“It’s better if you’re reasonable. Shall I help you find a body?”

“Don’t be shameless. Then go die.”

The pale gray spirit suddenly leapt forward, appearing larger and seemingly enhanced by some spiritual technique.

Compared to Li Mu’s blue spirit, it was like a boulder versus a pebble.

Li Mu quickly said, “Wait! Who exactly are you? Even if I die, I want to know clearly.”

“Ha, telling you is no problem. I am Huang Butong, a cultivator at the Spirit Consolidation stage from Yin Like Mountain. Ah, once I seize this body, I will seek the woman who caused me great hatred!” The spirit’s words were filled with rage, astonishing for a spirit.

Indeed, a cultivator at the Spirit Consolidation stage carried a very powerful spirit.

Li Mu was puzzled. “Could it be Jian Bei, the woman from the painting?”

“Ha, yes, it’s her! I’ve wandered the Border Realm for over a hundred years looking for her. Meeting her and uniting in Dao would have been her fortune. I never imagined that Jian Bei would rely on a similar treasured item, chasing me through four realms, destroying my treasured pills, and finally dying here. How I hate it!”

Li Mu cursed, “Indeed. If only the spirit that failed to destroy you at that time had truly dissipated, now it comes to harm me.”

“What am I saying to you, brat? You deserve to die!” Huang Butong vented his anger without further words and charged at Li Mu.

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