Chapter 60

"Dao You Meng, in our place, we really haven't used such things. Why don't you explain it to me? Do I have any reason to deceive you on this? Besides, I am still just a mortal. This jade slip would at least require someone who has cultivated to a certain level, like Dao You, to use it, right?"

Zhu Lingwu spoke half-truths and half-lies. He was unwilling to reveal the fact that his soul power was strong, although this Meng Yishi might have already guessed that he possessed a powerful soul.

However, he couldn't rule out the possibility that Meng Yishi was using this to test his strength. But Zhu Lingwu also had some doubts about whether the soul power of a cultivator was as strong as his, or perhaps it wasn't much stronger than an ordinary person's.

But if he really reached the Zhu family's ancestral land in the future, he would have to be more cautious about using his soul power to detect things. Could he really get through this crisis today?

Various thoughts flashed through Zhu Lingwu's mind. He knew that if he couldn't get through this night, let alone going to the Zhu family's ancestral land, his soul might become an impermanent ghost under Meng Yishi's control.

If it really came to that, he might have to rely on his witch techniques and sacrifice some of his soul power. Unfortunately, he didn't know if he could hide it from Meng Yishi.

"What do you mean, Dao You? Where are you from? With your abilities, even if you are still in a mortal body, leaving a message in a jade slip should be an easy task, right? I don't believe that after taking over a body, you would truly become an ordinary mortal. With your divine consciousness, it's impossible that you can't use such a jade slip!"

Meng Yishi really began to doubt Zhu Lingwu's background. He felt that Zhu Lingwu wasn't lying, but could Zhu Lingwu really not use such a jade slip?

"Alright, since Dao You is still pretending to be ignorant, I'll tell you how to use it. It's very simple. Place the jade slip on your forehead, where your soul is stored, and release your divine consciousness into it. You'll naturally know how to use it!"

Seeing that Zhu Lingwu still looked confused, Meng Yishi had to patiently explain further.

Zhu Lingwu pursed his lips, thinking that it was indeed used that way. At this moment, he had no other choice. If he insisted that his soul power was insufficient, it might force Meng Yishi to act immediately. So, Zhu Lingwu had to follow Meng Yishi's instructions and placed the jade slip on his forehead, where his soul was stored.

As his soul power probed into the jade slip, he found that it contained a special mist. He tried to add some of his memories, and indeed, they were added to this mist.

It turned out that the special mist inside the jade slip mimicked the stream of consciousness in a human's soul, allowing the jade slip to store human memories like a human brain.

No wonder Meng Yishi said that as long as one released their divine consciousness into it, they would know how to use the jade slip. Anyone who could control their divine consciousness would be familiar with this method of storing and retrieving memories.

A thought flashed through Zhu Lingwu's mind, and he then boldly input a lot of memory information into the jade slip. However, the information he input was all about modern things from his original world, such as airplanes and cars.

Zhu Lingwu hoped that when Meng Yishi saw this, he would be shocked, which might give him a chance.

"Alright, it seems quite simple! I'll put some information about where I used to be. As for the cultivation techniques I know, I can't give them to you now. Yes, we both know how to extract souls, so I can do it too. If I die, you will never get my soul, nor will you be able to read the memories in my soul. Even if I disintegrate, I won't let you get anything! If you want what you desire, you must give me a chance to live!"

Zhu Lingwu casually threw the jade slip to Meng Yishi, but he deliberately put on a tough bargaining stance, as if he was prepared to die rather than yield. However, he subtly glanced at the white fox.

The jade slip quickly passed through the protective circle formed by the five low-level magical artifacts, the Xuanming Ghost Heads, and was caught by Meng Yishi. Despite his old age, he was quite agile.

This made Zhu Lingwu's heart race. He had to take this into account.

Meng Yishi didn't immediately check the information in the jade slip. Instead, he followed Zhu Lingwu's gaze and looked at the white fox.

Meng Yishi's eyebrows slightly furrowed, and then he laughed strangely, "Hehehe, Dao You, why are you looking at this fox? Is it a spirit beast? Is it very important to you? This fox was quite unusual when it appeared. Since you say so, I'll feed it to the Xuanming Ghost Heads first! This will show you the power of my Xuanming Ghost Heads! Dao You, are you really willing to disintegrate? Why go to such lengths?"

As Meng Yishi spoke, one of the five Xuanming Ghost Heads hovering in front of him slowly flew toward the white fox.

"Don't, Dao You, why go to such lengths!"

Zhu Lingwu deliberately put on a nervous look, exclaiming in shock. He then clenched his fists as if he was unwilling, as if the white fox really held some secrets.

"Roar!"

The white fox couldn't pretend to be dead anymore. It knew that Zhu Lingwu was deliberately putting it in danger, but it could only curse Zhu Lingwu in its heart. To protect itself, it had to move.

The snow-white fox suddenly darted out of the basket and ran up the wall with incredible speed, as if it were running on flat ground.

The white fox knew it had been drawn into the conflict between Zhu Lingwu and Meng Yishi. The skull flying toward it was not a simple thing, so the best option was to remove the talisman on the wall.

If the talisman was destroyed, Liu Ping and the other guards in the adjacent room could come to Zhu Lingwu's rescue.

Even if it wasn't ideal, at least it could take the opportunity to escape and get away from this mysterious cultivator, Zhu Lingwu. It had heard everything Zhu Lingwu and Meng Yishi said, so it knew everything.

As the white fox was about to reach the glowing talisman on the wall, it had to abandon its plan.

The Xuanming Ghost Head, which had seemed to move slowly, suddenly accelerated, leaving a trail of greenish shadows and blocking the talisman first.

Then, a ghostly wailing sound came from the Xuanming Ghost Head, and the dense ghostly energy condensed within the skull expanded outward, like the skull growing hair.

These ghostly energy strands blocked the talisman on the wall and spread out like a giant net toward the white fox. The white fox, unwilling to be caught, screamed and changed direction to escape.

"Don't hurt my little Daji!"

Zhu Lingwu, as if struck by a fatal blow, suddenly leaped from the bed and struck the Xuanming Ghost Head chasing the white fox with a palm...