Increase strength? Make oneself stronger?

Then, what’s the most fundamental motivation?

Surely, it must be to gain a longer lifespan, right!

Fear of death—that is a relative term. Whether one fears death or doesn’t, it’s merely a relative concept.

In truth, any cultivator can perhaps be said to fear death. After all, isn’t cultivation a means to avoid being killed by others? Isn’t it aimed at obtaining strength superior to others? And isn’t it also because cultivation extends one’s lifespan?

Not fearing death merely happens when one protects what they wish to safeguard, or in moments where there’s no other choice, when sacrificing one’s life becomes necessary.

Even the lowest of ants cling to life, let alone humans!

Therefore, upon hearing the word "eternity," Ye Luo couldn’t help but feel a chill run through his heart.

"Xiao Ling, are you suggesting that this little thing can live forever?"

Ye Luo asked with slight excitement.

Xiao Ling paused for a moment before responding, "Yes, Master. Actually, any spiritual body born of Heaven and Earth is essentially immortal, because they coexist with the Heaven and Earth Laws!"

"What about you, Xiao Ling? Are you also immortal?"

Ye Luo suddenly thought of something and directly questioned Xiao Ling.

"Yes, Master. In theory, we can indeed live forever. However, in reality, it’s impossible. While each spiritual body possesses unique abilities, they also carry special missions. For artifact spirits like us, our mission is to be bound to our weapon. The weapon essentially becomes our second life. If we leave our original weapon, our power will decline significantly, or we may even face outright death!"

Ye Luo frowned. This situation—he’d never heard of it before. What could it mean?

However, Ye Luo didn’t continue to inquire further, as the topic felt too heavy for him.

To Ye Luo, Xiao Ling was never merely a weapon; he’d always regarded him as a companion—before and now, and in the future as well.

"Xiao Ling, since you mentioned that this little thing is an elf, does that mean I can tame it?"

Ye Luo shifted the topic and directly asked Xiao Ling. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

"Yes, Master. Regardless of the type of spiritual body, while their essence may differ, they are undoubtedly at their most vulnerable and easiest to tame at birth."

Ye Luo nodded, though he was slightly troubled. How should he go about it?

By now, the spiritual body was gradually taking shape. In Ye Luo’s eyes, perhaps in another moment, it would open its eyes and see the world for the first time.

The surrounding battle seemed to fade away from his concern. Since he could do nothing about the blood contamination, it was better to focus wholly on this spiritual body.

Suddenly, the little spirit opened its eyes. In an instant, seven-colored light shot out from them, flashing for mere moments before disappearing. But Ye Luo saw it clearly!

The Seven-colored Power—it was the Seven-colored Power. Why, why does it possess the Seven-colored Power?

It must be noted that the Seven-colored Power was one of Ye Luo’s hidden trump cards. He’d relied on it to resolve numerous crises.

The Seven-colored Power, incomparably potent, had always been thought by Ye Luo to be unique to himself!

But now, why does this spiritual body also possess the Seven-colored Power?

"Ma—Master..."

A faint voice reached his ears, yet it shook Ye Luo to his core!

It addressed him as "Master"! What was going on?

Even for a spiritual body, their first moments of existence should still be a blank slate. How could it call him "Master" upon seeing him for the very first time?

Suddenly, a thought struck Ye Luo like lightning!

The Seven-colored Power within his body had always been beyond his control, yet it consistently reacted to situations as though it had its own consciousness!

Could it be that this elf is actually the Seven-colored Power manifested?

Could this even be possible?

Ye Luo didn’t know, but once the thought emerged, it was impossible to shake.

"You... Are you the Seven-colored Power?"

Ye Luo asked the little spirit in disbelief.

After all, such an occurrence was far too outrageous!

A force within the human body somehow gaining its own consciousness, transforming into an entirely separate life form!

How could Ye Luo readily accept this?

"Yes, Master, I am your Seven-colored Power!"

It was true—it was actually true that the spirit was the Seven-colored Power!

How could this be possible?

No, this couldn’t be real!

Ye Luo was overwhelmed and confused. Despite his strong mental fortitude, this bizarre occurrence left him reeling.

The fact that it truly was the Seven-colored Power manifested—what on earth was going on?

Suddenly, the little spirit flapped its wings and flew into the air. Strangely enough, despite Ye Luo being unable to move due to the blood contamination, the little spirit was entirely unaffected!

"Master, please wait a moment. I will now eliminate this shell!"

As it spoke, the little spirit opened its mouth, and a bizarre scene unfolded. The massive demon spirit began to behave as though trapped within a vortex, continuously being absorbed by the little spirit.

The blood contamination, however, was directly expelled!

At the same time, the external attacks from the crowd ceased instinctively, as everyone witnessed an equally unbelievable moment. The once formidable demon spirit, which had barely shrunken after being besieged by so many, was now struggling violently, rapidly shrinking at a visible speed.

"What’s happening?"

Someone asked instinctively, but clearly, no one had an answer.

Countless pairs of eyes watched this eerie transformation; no one knew what was occurring, but it was evident that this was far from simple.

Gradually, the demon spirit grew smaller and smaller, finally revealing Ye Luo’s figure!

People seemed to have forgotten the earlier bizarre sight. The moment they saw Ye Luo emerge, they rushed toward him without hesitation.

At that moment, Ye Luo had still not entirely recovered from the effects of the blood contamination. His consciousness, however, remained crystal clear, so he vividly remembered how, in those final moments, the Seven-colored Power’s manifested little spirit had merged back into his body!

If circumstances permitted, Ye Luo would interrogate it immediately!

"Your Highness, Your Highness! Are you alright?"

Hands cradled Ye Luo, carrying him away, as everyone repeated inquiries about his condition.

"Alchemist, Alchemist—where’s the Alchemist? Quickly, check on His Highness!"

Yun Liancheng didn’t stop the crowd. To him, seeing Ye Luo receive genuine support from everyone was undoubtedly a good thing. Thus, he merely began summoning the Alchemist.