Chapter 66 of 100

Chapter 66

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For a lich, a dead person has no secrets to hide.

Zhu Lingwu, after thoroughly cutting off Meng Yishi's life force with a single palm, then used his powerful soul to extract Meng Yishi's soul from the corpse.

Zhu Lingwu knew that to deal with those five Xuanming Ghost Heads, he could only search Meng Yishi's memory. Fortunately, Meng Yishi had just died, and his body was still nearby, so after transforming Meng Yishi's soul into a sub-soul, Zhu Lingwu could freely search through Meng Yishi's memories. Ignoring other memories for the moment, Zhu Lingwu quickly found the information about the Xuanming Ghost Heads and then took out the Xuanming Ghost Refining Flask from Meng Yishi's right sleeve.

Fortunately, this Xuanming Ghost Refining Flask was not a high-level magical treasure; it was just a special magical tool used to control and store the five Xuanming Ghost Heads. It could also be temporarily controlled using the Blood Refinement Technique.

Therefore, Zhu Lingwu used the sub-soul transformed from Meng Yishi's soul as a guide, and with his own essence blood, he took control of the Xuanming Ghost Refining Flask.

Next, it was simple. He just needed to use his soul to activate the flask's lid, which resembled a Xuanming Ghost Head, to control the five Xuanming Ghost Heads.

As his soul command was issued, a wisp of ghostly energy emerged from the lid, spreading along the blood-colored chain to the seemingly bronze body of the Xuanming Ghost Refining Flask, activating all the runes on it.

Pointing the mouth of the flask at the five Xuanming Ghost Heads, he shouted, "Seize!"

The five Xuanming Ghost Heads, which were about to attack Liu Ping, paused simultaneously. Then, the ghostly energy they had released, along with the Xuanming Ghost Claws they had spat out, retreated back into their white, skeletal heads.

Finally, they transformed back into white bone skulls with a faint green glow, flying toward the mouth of the Xuanming Ghost Refining Flask in Zhu Lingwu's hand.

Seeing this, Liu Ping was somewhat taken aback. Although he sensed a change in the situation, he still hesitated to raise his saber to intercept them. But then he heard Zhu Lingwu shout, "Master Liu, don't worry, I've subdued them!"

Hearing this, Liu Ping turned to look at Zhu Lingwu, surprised. He couldn't understand how Zhu Lingwu had so many unfamiliar abilities.

To be honest, the moment Liu Ping came into contact with the five Xuanming Ghost Heads, he knew they were magical tools released by some cultivator. After being restrained by the fire-attribute Xuanming Ghost Claws, his Crimson Flame Power was almost useless.

But Zhu Lingwu had not only remained unharmed under the attack of these ghostly entities but also easily controlled the power of lightning. Was the Ninefold Thunder Sovereign Body Technique really such a miraculous cultivation method?

At first, Liu Ping indeed thought that everything was due to Zhu Lingwu's cultivation of the Ninefold Thunder Sovereign Body Technique. But now, Liu Ping felt that the young master before him was somewhat mysterious.

As Zhu Lingwu spoke, the five Xuanming Ghost Heads, glowing with a faint green light, flew straight toward him. They lined up and one by one entered the bronze flask in Zhu Lingwu's hand.

Despite their large size, especially compared to the small mouth of the flask, the Xuanming Ghost Heads seemed to shrink as they approached the mouth, entering the small bronze flask one after another. Clearly, the inside of the flask was a different realm.

Zhu Lingwu then sealed the lid of the Xuanming Ghost Refining Flask, satisfied, and hid it in his right sleeve. Everything was finally over.

Soon, Zhu Lingwu thought of something else and reached into Meng Yishi's left sleeve, pulling out a small sachet-like bag. Without letting Liu Ping see it clearly, he also tucked it into his left sleeve.

This sachet-like bag was, of course, the famous Spatial Storage Bag in the cultivation world. Although he didn't know what was inside yet, Zhu Lingwu had plenty of time to check it later.

Most of Meng Yishi's possessions were stored in this Spatial Storage Bag, so there was no need to search his body further.

Then, Zhu Lingwu placed his hand on Meng Yishi's forehead and began searching through the memories stored in Meng Yishi's brain. Earlier, due to the urgency of the situation, he had only found the information about the Xuanming Ghost Heads and didn't have time to explore other memories. Now, he could take his time to select and copy them.

For Zhu Lingwu, the memories of a dead person were like data stored in a computer. The shorter the time since death, the more complete the brain's preservation, and the more and more complete the memories Zhu Lingwu could search.

If the body had been dead for a long time, the brain cells would have decayed, and the stored memories would be impossible to extract. In such cases, only some deep-seated memories recorded in the soul could be accessed, which were somewhat random.

Of course, some specially trained ghosts might retain all their memories from their lifetime. However, Zhu Lingwu might not be able to easily subdue these trained ghosts.

The ability of a lich to capture spirits was closely related to the strength of their soul. With Zhu Lingwu's current soul power, he could only deal with cultivators and qi practitioners who had not yet delved into soul or primordial spirit cultivation.

Zhu Lingwu was naturally very interested in the memories hidden in Meng Yishi's brain. Not only could he obtain everything Meng Yishi knew, but he could also gain many cultivation techniques and alchemy methods of the Xuanming Sect to which Meng Yishi belonged.

"Master, what exactly happened? Who is this person? Why is he wearing the uniform of a Zhu family steward?"

Liu Ping didn't know what Zhu Lingwu was mysteriously doing. He only thought Zhu Lingwu was checking the identity of the corpse.

Now, Meng Yishi's head had been smashed by Zhu Lingwu, and Liu Ping couldn't immediately identify him. He could only see that Meng Yishi was wearing the uniform of a Zhu family steward.

While still searching through Meng Yishi's brain for useful memories and copying them into the sub-soul he controlled, Zhu Lingwu turned to Liu Ping, stalling for time, and said, "Master Liu, I owe my life to you this time. Otherwise, I might have been killed by this demon assassin! I guess this person must have killed one of our Zhu family stewards and impersonated him to infiltrate our convoy. He used magic to sneak into my room and tried to assassinate me! Fortunately, I had a magical treasure bestowed by our ancestor, and with Master Liu's timely rescue, I survived this assassination attempt!"

"Master, this person could use magical tools, so he must be a qi practitioner. It's truly a blessing from heaven that you survived! However, Master, the magical tools he used seem to be ghostly entities. Master, such harmful magical tools should be destroyed by a cultivator in a large county to prevent them from causing harm in the future!"

Hearing that Zhu Lingwu had a magical treasure bestowed by the Zhu family's cultivation ancestor, Liu Ping felt somewhat reassured. Otherwise, it would be astonishing that Zhu Lingwu could kill a qi practitioner who could use magical tools.

However, Zhu Lingwu had taken possession of this clearly ghostly magical tool. Liu Ping originally wanted to suggest destroying it to prevent it from causing harm, but he couldn't say that Zhu Lingwu might use it to harm others.

Zhu Lingwu naturally wasn't willing to easily destroy such a ghostly magical tool, but he had to think of a good way to explain it...

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