Chapter 47

In fact, Zhan Yi didn’t die at all. When he was absorbing the soul energy of Nu Lin, the latter suddenly released a powerful energy sphere, trying to destroy him within the energy. At that moment, he felt that he had no chance of survival. But suddenly, a mysterious vortex in his mind emitted a beam of golden light, which then expanded rapidly, enveloping him. The speed of the vortex's rotation also reached an unprecedented level.

Powerful soul energy surged from his arm, and the sense of despair and crisis he felt suddenly disappeared. Instead, Nu Lin’s energy became increasingly violent, and the seal became increasingly loose. Finally, when the people below attacked, Nu Lin’s energy suddenly intensified, breaking the seal. However, at that moment, his soul energy was almost completely absorbed by Zhan Yi.

Zhan Yi shouted for the people below to leave when he felt the massive energy was about to lose control, because he knew that although Nu Lin had broken the seal, the energy in his body, lacking soul support, had completely lost control.

However, at that moment, Zhan Yi also sensed something else. The soul energy he absorbed was not just Nu Lin’s, but also Mo Er’s. It was precisely because of his powerful absorption ability that Mo Er’s soul energy became thin, which allowed Nu Lin to break the seal so quickly.

After Nu Lin came out, many demons and monsters below also wanted to break the seal. To destroy these demons and monsters, Zhan Yi had to fuse the remaining soul energy of Mo Er and Nu Lin, regain control of Nu Lin’s body, and force the energy explosion underground.

So, under duress, Zhan Yi had to quickly absorb the remaining soul energy of Nu Lin and Mo Er, then control them between his arms and force them into Nu Lin’s body, causing the subsequent explosion. This explosion instantly turned all the demons and monsters under the seal into ashes, but some of the energy near the explosion point broke through the ground, turning Mo Er’s town square into ruins.

At that moment, Zhan Yi knew that the great disaster was over. He originally wanted to return to the Mo Er tribe, but after checking the soul information of Mo Er in his mind, he found the information about the Soul Fusion Water and the Yin-Yang Fruit. These two spiritual items only provided a general location, which made him worry about the consequences if he couldn’t find them, because after absorbing most of Nu Lin’s soul energy, the evil energy in his body had surged again.

After careful consideration, Zhan Yi decided to leave Mo Er’s town without being noticed, then find the two spiritual items according to the original plan and return. However, he didn’t expect that after injecting part of Mo Er’s and Nu Lin’s soul energy into Nu Lin’s body, Nu Lin underwent a mutation, becoming a somewhat foolish giant, and followed him when he left.

It turned out that although he had fused the soul energy of the two, some of his own soul energy inevitably mixed in during the injection, making this new creation a part of his soul, both independent and connected to his soul.

With no other choice, he had to give this creature a new identity. Since it was a hybrid of Mo Er and Nu Lin, Zhan Yi named it Mo Lin and took it with him.

After leaving Mo Er’s town square, Zhan Yi quickly notified Dong Dabao and Lu Hu. The four of them then set off according to the information in Mo Er’s soul memory, heading to the ‘Polar Snow Mountain’ in the northernmost part of Sai Bei to find the legendary Soul Fusion Water.

In the northernmost part of Sai Bei, despite it being summer, the area was covered in ice and snow. On the vast ‘Polar Snow Mountain,’ four figures were walking through the snow, moving forward continuously.

The one leading the way was a young man in a white sportswear, about 1.75 meters tall, with black, messy hair, rosy lips, and a sharp nose. His eyebrows were like swords, and his eyes sparkled with a hint of mischief, making him look like a noble young man amidst the snow. Behind him were three others: one was a burly man with a shaved head, another was a frail-looking student, and the last one had a blank, foolish gaze.

“Boss, how long are we going to keep searching like this?” The frail young man, who had been following, finally couldn’t hold back and asked the young man in white sportswear as they reached the peak of a mountain.

“Sigh... Dabao, remember, with enough effort, even an iron rod can be ground into a needle.” The young man in white stopped and smiled at the frail young man, speaking with deep meaning.

“Ugh... Boss, you guys are cultivators, so it’s no problem for you, but if I keep walking, my balls will really turn into a needle.” The frail young man rolled his eyes and said irritably.

“Ahu... What do you think?” The young man in white, feeling a bit awkward, turned to the burly man and asked.

“Boss, my balls are fine.” The burly man answered confidently.

The young man in white ignored him and turned his gaze to the last, foolish-looking man, noticing that he seemed to want to say something. He couldn’t help but ask, “Mo Lin, do you have any complaints?”

“Ha ha, Boss, my balls are fine, I just want to eat a lamb leg.” The foolish man laughed and said.

“Damn, where are you going to find a lamb leg here? There’s not even a single strand of wool.” The young man in white was taken aback by the foolish man’s words and gave him the middle finger.

But the foolish man seemed unwilling to give up and continued to follow the young man in white, saying, “Boss, I really want to eat a lamb leg. Where can I find one?”

“Ugh... If you really want to eat a lamb leg, then carry Dabao on your back. Once we get over this mountain, we’ll have lamb legs to eat.” The young man in white originally wanted to refuse, but seeing the pitiful look on the foolish man’s face, he came up with a win-win solution.

“No problem, Boss, you’re really wise.” The foolish man cheered, then picked up the young man named Dabao like a chick, threw him over his shoulder, and started walking forward.

“Ah, Boss, you can’t let this fool carry me! This will kill me.” The young man named Dabao couldn’t help but scream as the foolish man carried him, but the young man in white ignored him, exchanged a smile with the burly man, and followed.

However, after walking for a short while, the young man in white stopped and shouted into the vast snowfield, “Friend, come out. Do you like being buried in the snow?”

The other three were taken aback by the young man’s words and looked around. Suddenly, several spots in the snow flew up, and ten black-clad men emerged from the ground, each holding a weapon, surrounding the four of them.

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