Twisted Dreams-Chapter 110 - 82: The First Spiritual Artifact

His name is Xie Qilin.

In the Imperial Capital, there are four elite families: Xie, He, Zhang, and Liu.

Xie Qilin is the sole heir of the Xie Family, undoubtedly the Crown Prince of the Beijing Circle.

Over the years, he hasn’t just studied Buddhist philosophy with the old abbot.

The old abbot’s numerous skills have been partially imparted to him.

For instance, the entrance to the fourth level of the tomb was discovered using the Tomb Raider Technique.

The Tomb Raider Technique is a method for finding tombs and burial sites.

Xie Qilin faced the three-meter-tall Eight-foot Bride without the slightest fear.

He murmured:

"Master said I have the Ghost Star’s Fate.

After my seventeenth birthday, I will soar into the sky.

Could this be what it means?

Either cultivate arduously for a lifetime and die peacefully,

or live wildly and meet a bad end."

The Eight-foot Bride whimpered, crouching slightly with anticipation, and asked:

"Husband, have you come to take me home?"

Even crouching, the Eight-foot Bride was half a head taller than Xie Qilin.

Xie Qilin nodded slightly, a faint smile on his lips as he reached to touch the Eight-foot Bride’s face:

"Yes, I have come to take you home, Nuannuan."

Nuannuan, that should be her name.

He trusted his master’s words.

But, what difference is there between cultivating arduously as a monk for life and death?

The Eight-foot Bride was excited, her tall frame trembling as she wept.

Xie Qilin softly said:

"Since you are my wife, can you do your husband a favor?"

The Eight-foot Bride nodded repeatedly.

Xie Qilin looked toward the entrance Lilith had left from, his eyes growing cold:

"Help me kill that woman."

The Eight-foot Bride hesitated for a moment:

"If it is what my husband asks, I should obey. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

However... I have only just awakened, and my spirit is unstable.

If I do not replenish my Spiritual Power immediately, I fear I will never see my husband again.

If my husband insists that I kill her, then I will go."

Xie Qilin was stunned.

If her Spiritual Power wasn’t replenished immediately, the Eight-foot Bride would die?

That was absolutely unacceptable!

He quickly said:

"Then replenish your Spiritual Power first.

How do you replenish it, do you need my help?

I have some abilities in the mortal world.

No matter how expensive the item, I can acquire it."

The Eight-foot Bride was touched and said:

"Thank you, my husband, for your kindness.

However, Spiritual Power cannot be replenished by mundane items.

There are many Magic Beasts above, and their souls are the best supplements for me.

Once I consume their souls, I can kill anyone you wish to be killed for you!"

After saying this, the Eight-foot Bride transformed into a red mist and disappeared into an oil paper umbrella.

Xie Qilin picked up the oil paper umbrella, his smile growing wider:

"Then let’s go, my wife."

Thus, the first Demon after the Spiritual Energy Revival, Scholar Cheng Hua, was born.

...

In the fourth chamber of the tomb, only Mo Yulin’s body lay there alone.

After some time, a shadow rose from the body.

It was Mo Yulin’s soul.

Mo Yulin’s soul wandered aimlessly in the ancient tomb, his old face expressionless as he murmured:

"Cultivation immortality, cultivation immortality, cultivation immortality..."

Mo Yulin’s greatest obsession was Cultivation Immortality.

Because of this strong obsession, Mo Yulin’s soul became an anomaly like the Eight-foot Bride.

An anomaly with partial consciousness.

Unlike the Eight-foot Bride, Mo Yulin’s soul had no umbrella as a dwelling.

Without physical protection, over time, Mo Yulin’s soul would become like an ordinary soul, becoming a common Spirit Body.

"Alas!"

A sigh echoed through the ancient tomb.

A giant peach tree appeared in a corner from nowhere.

From the shadows of the peach tree, a figure stepped out.

He wore a black suit, a black coat, and a round hat.

Mo Yulin looked bewilderedly at Li Yang:

"Cultivation immortality, cultivation immortality..."

Li Yang looked at him indifferently and said:

"The upcoming era feels somewhat dull without you."

The resources Mo Yulin received were the least, just a peach.

Yet, he could still become a top-tier Tier Two Extraordinaire, gaining recognition from Zhang Xiaoyi and Heartless Little Monkey.

A genuine genius, who knows how far he could have gone?

An era without Mo Yulin is indeed a bit dull.

Of course, without Li Yang, there wouldn’t be the upcoming Extraordinary Era.

As the initiator of this era, he had high hopes for Mo Yulin, so he decided to lend him a hand.

In passing, he would conduct an experiment.

Li Yang had always wanted to create a Spiritual Artifact.

Like the Immortal Swords in movies, where chanting incantations enables sword flight.

He had never succeeded before.

The Eight-foot Bride had given him some inspiration, and Mo Yulin, as an anomaly like her, was the perfect test subject.

Li Yang picked up a Tang Dynasty Ancient Ring in the tomb.

Black runes appeared in his eyes, black flames burned.

Soul Power left an imprint on the Tang Dynasty Ancient Ring.

"Assimilation... symbiosis..."

Li Yang murmured and suddenly stretched out his hand towards Mo Yulin.

Mo Yulin shuddered and turned into white smoke, rushing into the Tang Dynasty Ancient Ring.

"Did it succeed?"

Li Yang could feel the Spiritual Power fluctuations within the ring.

In his vision, a Spiritual Artifact would have combat power comparable to hot weapons.

For example, it could produce flames, water streams, Wind Blades, etc.

But this ring had none of that.

Because Mo Yulin didn’t know those things.

He was merely a genius with great precision in controlling Spiritual Power and high comprehension ability.

If it were Zhang Xiaoyi’s soul, then this ring would indeed be able to control lightning.

The only unique aspect of this ring is its ability to float.

It doesn’t possess any combat power because it’s not a sword.

Li Yang muttered:

"Consider it a success in creating a floating Spiritual Artifact ring.

There will be more possibilities when creating Spiritual Artifacts in the future."

He looked at the ring and said:

"I can only help you this much, ensuring your consciousness within the soul won’t dissipate.

Let’s see if you can surprise me."

Li Yang handed the ring to the Tree of Human Essence:

"Send it out of the ancient tomb."

The Tree of Human Essence asked politely:

"Where should I send it?"

Li Yang said indifferently:

"Anywhere."

...

Imperial Capital.

Within high walls is a grand estate, with pavilions and towers arranged unevenly, corridors winding and connecting to separate courtyards.

Beside the gate of this Chinese-style manor is a sign reading ’Private Residence, No Trespassing.’

Above the gate hangs a plaque inscribed with ’Jin Mansion.’

In fact, the owner’s surname is Xie.

It is said that Xie family’s ancestor was a Prince.

After the abolition of the imperial system, the Prince fell into decline, and the surname changed to ’Jin.’

Due to some events, the descendants of the Prince changed their surname to Xie.

The Xie family is quite capable, managing to retain their heritage through several eras of change.

If there’s any place where the housing prices can rival the South Sea, the Imperial Capital is definitely one of them.

Ordinary people might have to work several lifetimes to afford even a bathroom in the Xie family’s house.

Of course, securing the location of Xie family’s Chinese-style manor is not something mere money can achieve.

The vermilion gate swung open, and a young man was pushed out by security guards.

The young man had blonde hair, wore earrings, and had the character ’義’ tattooed on his arm.

He looked unruly, unmistakably a street punk.

The young man stood up and shouted angrily:

"Let Jiaojiao come out and explain to me!"

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