Chapter 313: 293 Being Stylish Even in Ghosthood

Translator: 549690339

Li Fan’s consciousness roamed within the blank divine soul.

As time passed, the soul body gradually dissipated, and so did the size of this blank space continually shrink.

Yet, even at the very end, when space became so tiny that everything within seemed to be at arm’s length, Li Fan.

Li Fan still couldn’t sense the presence of the Soul Contract imprint.

“So this is what they mean by ‘seeing, they do not see; hearing, they do not hear!’”

In the midst of his lament, this particular divine soul completely vanished.

Undeterred, Li Fan immediately drew out another divine soul and embarked on another round of attempts.

Days rolled by, and in a blink of an eye, half of the 26-year anchor period had passed.

After undergoing five assessments, Li Fan consistently excelled in the theoretical tests about the Tianxuan Soul Locking Array.

But disappointingly, he utterly failed when it came to identifying the Soul Contract.

Seeing this, Ji Hongdao couldn’t help but feel a twinge of regret when he looked at Li Fan.

As for Li Fan, he remained calm and composed as ever.

On this day, Li Fan was intently observing the Soul Gathering Bead in his hand.

Only about one-third of the gold color remained.

“Three hundred and twelve…”

“Not as many as I had imagined. The seemingly substantial golden light on the surface, is likely an illusion created by a congregating effect.”

Three hundred and twelve was the number of divine souls Li Fan had already consumed.

Although not a particularly substantial amount, it was by no means a small sum either.

Nonetheless, Li Fan’s progress was still slow.

During the test, his identification accuracy rate was merely around five ten-thousandths.

Basically no different from random guesswork.

Yet there were rumors about some cultivators, who had achieved an astounding accuracy rate of 99 percent.

“The gap between people is just too great.”

Shaking his head, Li Fan skilfully drew out a divine soul and plunged into it.

“Hm?”

Li Fan, who had already observed more than three hundred divine souls from the Five Elders’ Monks, immediately sensed something different upon entering this divine soul.

Unlike the interior of the other divine souls, which were a blank, desolate expanse.

This one actually still harbored vestiges of the cultivator’s past memories.

Resisting the cleansing stubbornly, it transformed into a red reef standing tall in the divine soul.

Approaching slowly, Li Fan studied the red light in front of him.

The scenes within the red light sphere constantly shifted, concealing specific contents.

But one could vaguely discern that it was just a short piece of memory, looping endlessly.

Li Fan recalled the instructions Ji Hongdao had given earlier.

“The emotional memories of the divine souls in this batch of Soul Gathering Beads were all cleansed simultaneously.”

“Some divine souls are naturally steadfast. If there are some unforgettable matters that lingered even in their dying moments, it’s perfectly normal that they could not be completely cleansed.”

“Don’t panic if you occasionally encounter some that slipped through the net.”

“Even though some memories may have been left behind, their aggressive tendencies are negligible after cleansing. You can fearlessly explore the memories.”

“So, for you, this is actually a rare opportunity.”

“Acquiring secret knowledge, techniques, and even the confidential information of the Five Elders with the help of these remaining memories is all possible.”

“The information that you glean from these divine souls does not have to be turned over. Consider it your own fortune. So, don’t feel any pressure.”

“The risk should not be big, but don’t let down your guard to prevent any mishaps.”

After some thought, Li Fan severed the connection between this outlier consciousness and his main body.

This way, even if any unexpected issues arose, at most he would lose this strand of consciousness.

On the other hand, if there truly was no danger, then once he obtained the contents of the memory, he could also bring the spoils back to his main body.

Preparations made, this offshoot of Li Fan’s consciousness began its attempt to make contact with the red light cocoon before him.

It felt as if he had entered another human body and was immobilized and rendered incapable of speaking.

He could only use the other’s perspective to observe and experience the surroundings.

A few fragmented scenes flashed quickly before his eyes.

These gaps were the result of memory cleansing.

“Fellow Daoist… do you want to cut down this forbidden book here?”

A strangely shaped Jade Scroll materialized in the hands of a sneaky cultivator who sneakily sliding it in front of Li Fan.

“Get lost, get lost, get lost!”

The possessed monk spoke impatiently.

“Fellow Daoist… Are you interested in forbidden books? Absolutely thrilling, you won’t regret reading it.”

Another monk asked quietly.

After thinking deeply, the possessed monk declined.

“Fellow Daoist, why not take a look at this forbidden book? Regret it for the rest of your life if you skip.”

“Co-created by Singing Book Old Man and Miao Bixian, it is immersive and provides an absolutely real experience…”

The possessed monk hesitated for a long time, then quietly asked, “How much?”

The next memories started to flow together clearly.

These should be the ones the monk found deepest and most unforgettable before he died.

“What earth-shattering content is there in this forbidden book that it remains unforgettable even after his death?”

Li Fan perked up with anticipation.

In the dark cave, a bonfire flickered incessantly.

He was resting against the wall.

It seemed that he had been badly injured; his internal energy was tumultuous.

There seemed to be a corpse outside the cave.

A slender girl’s body was pressed tightly against him.

Her long legs rubbing against each other, the girl’s hand was constantly exploring his body, trying to undress him.

(Well, isn’t this an explosive start?)

(This should be the content in the forbidden book, right? It seems that the two peddlers were not exaggerating, it’s immersive and genuinely realistic.)

(Almost the same as the Eternal Memento, the only difference is that here, it seems you can’t move freely, only experiencing the scenes passively through this body.)

Just as Li Fan’s consciousness was pondering this…

A narration suddenly appeared.

[Qin Shou has pursued Sister Zhao many times, but was rejected repeatedly. Furious and disgraced, he harbored ill intentions.]

[Soon, while Sister Zhao was out on a task, he secretly followed her. He attacked her unexpectedly in a remote mountain.]

[Caught off guard, Sister Zhao was severely injured. Furthermore, she was poisoned by Qin Shou’s Love Yin Yang Powder, gradually losing her rationality…]

[At this critical moment, you arrived on the scene.]

[You berated Qin Shou for his lowly behavior and engaged him in battle.]

[Unfortunately, you were not Qin Shou’s match. Instead of playing the hero to save the beauty, you were injured severely.]

[At the crisis moment, you fended Qin Shou off with a charm sword obtained in a previous adventure, then fled to this cave with Sister Zhao.]

[You thought you were safe, but Qin Shou strangely followed you here.]

[Qin Shou cornered you. Despair showed on your face.]

[At that moment, Sister Zhao suddenly woke up. With the last ounce of her strength, she killed Qin Shou and then fell unconscious.]

The narration explained the causes and consequences of the story in an unhurried manner.

However, before Li Fan could even think, he was shocked by the thoughts echoing continuously in his memory.

“Sister Zhao?”

“Sister Zhao!”

“Is it her?”

“How’s that even possible?!”

These were the original owner’s thoughts, echoing endlessly in his memory, like thunder.

The body he inhabited couldn’t bear the torment and gradually moved.

He lifted the girl’s hair from her face, revealing a stunningly beautiful face.

Her eyebrows were slightly knitted, and her face was flushed.

“Sister Zhao… it’s her… how dare… it’s really her…”

The monk’s residual thoughts echoed continuously.

And the memory space was trembling incessantly.

“Master of the Great Taoist Sect, one of the Five Immortal Sovereigns of the Five Elders Organization…”

“How dare… No wonder it’s a forbidden book…”

“Worth dying for…”

The protagonist, in the book, slowly undressed Sister Zhao.