Fang Yu felt like his CPU was starting to overheat.
The complexity of the Spiritâs ability was still making him feel a bit out of control.
He shook the skull, and the Spirit inside it turned chaotic with panic, Fang Yu laughed.
"However, from now on, Iâm the one who decides your life or death."
Ding Hui turned her head to look at him strangely.
"Who are you talking to?"
"The rewind spirit inside the skull."
Ding Hui was instantly delighted.
"Being able to communicate, that would be even better. If I can dissect a living, communicative spirit, I should be able to master it much quicker."
Ding Hui spoke terrifying words without realizing the immense psychological impact they had on the rewind spirit inside the skull.
"She knows the Spirit slicing technique too??"
The rewind spirit almost screamed, but only Fang Yu could hear its voice.
Fang Yu shrugged.
"Now you know your predicament."
The rewind spirit glared angrily at Fang Yu.
"Get me out, I can become your Spirit! Help you summon winds and rains, be omnipotent!"
If it were any other Believer, they might have been persuaded.
But Fang Yu would never give up the Bloodline Spirit, which was his second sister. He would never abandon it for the so-called power.
Furthermore... itâs incompatible.
Fang Yu became a Believer through the Bloodline Spirit, so itâs hard to say whether a regular spirit could become his Contracted Spirit, plus thereâs no need for experimentation.
Withdrawing the power of the Bloodline Spirit and cutting off communication with the rewind spirit, Fang Yu said.
"Weâve got what we needed, we can leave now."
"Alright!"
Ding Hui naturally had no objections, and appeared quite excited.
A spirit, one thatâs alive and ready to be researched.
This opportunity is not something everyone can have.
When Ding Hui was causing a stir in Tianyuan Town, she was mostly researching demon corpses, occasionally dragging living demons back to Tianyuan Town; that was a treat for her.
But now, a living spirit! Free to research!
Next to her was a unique existence that brought together the powers of humans, demons, and spirits.
What kind of blissful days are these???
Ding Hui felt it didnât matter where they went as long as Fang Yu was around, as long as there were spirits to research, anywhere would do!
Taking the skull from Fang Yuâs hand, studying it in her palm, Ding Hui couldnât help but hum a little tune, feeling that life was getting better after leaving Tianyuan Town.
Fang Yu wasnât particularly moved.
The rewind spirit wanted to be researched by Ding Hui thoroughly and practically applied to herself, who knows when that would be.
This thing, although precious, is an investment for the future and has little effect on him currently.
Heâd rather have a few mindless Great Demons to slay.
The carriage began to move again.
Since they already possessed an unclaimed spirit, they could finally return to the main road, with their ultimate destination now clearly set: Thunder City!
...
Thunder City.
BAM!
Bo Shan smashed the teacup in her hand.
"Nobody dares to go? A bunch of useless fools!"
The people she sent out earlier, after resisting in Tianyuan Town for a short period, were met with the news that Tianyuan Town had been overtaken by demons, naturally making them vanish without a trace.
Her brotherâs cause of death, the entire investigation, became impossible to pursue.
She sent several groups subsequently, all of whom were killed by the demons occupying Tianyuan Town, without returning.
Bo Shan, newly married, was now highly irritable.
Her husband, although from one of Thunder Cityâs elite families, was a complete wastrel, constantly cheating without giving her, his rightful wife, any consideration.
This led to Bo Shan angrily returning to her parentâs home.
"The demons of Tianyuan Town and you all, are you all bullying me!"
Before getting married, she was an adorable young lady.
After marriage, with resentment boiling inside her, she turned into a madwoman filled with bitterness.
The Bo Family servants, feeling both sympathy for her change and fear of her authority.
"Is there anyone who can deal with those demons? Is there anyone..."
"Sanâer."
Bo Shanâs words were interrupted by a voice suddenly heard at the door.
Her fiery anger seemed to be stuck in her throat. Bo Shan rolled her throat a few times before bowing her head respectfully, as if reverting to her obedient pre-marriage demeanor.
"Father."
The Master of Bo family stepped into the room.
"Iâve heard you shouting since early this morning. Whatâs causing you such fury?"
Mr. Bo sat beside Bo Shan, picked up a grape from the plate, and put it into his mouth.
"The Demon Capital, that Demon Capital in Tianyuan Town, unless itâs destroyed, I will never be at peace."
Mr. Bo smiled.
"What a big deal, Iâve heard about it. The Imperial City has already received the news, and it shouldnât be long before they send troops to eliminate them."
Bo Shan frowned, looking puzzled.
"Father, the Imperial City actually cares about such matters?"
"You donât understand. There are some things the Imperial City doesnât care about, but there are some things they definitely will. Theyâve just been content with the status quo for too long, not dead."
Bo Shan snorted.
In that case, she just had to wait and watch the show.
However, there was another matter that was the real culprit for her current state.
She bowed slightly to Mr. Bo, half-kneeling.
"Father, I want to break off the engagement."
Mr. Bo didnât even lift his eyelids.
"Impossible."
"But that An family boy!"
"The art of managing a husband is a profound knowledge, Shanâer. Your road ahead is long."
Mr. Bo didnât seem to think this was a big deal.
With a hearty laugh, he carried a plate of fruit and left the room.
The servants kneeling on the ground didnât dare to breathe loudly.
The art of managing a husband...
Bo Shan felt a bit lost, then she thought of someone.
Her... mother.
Since the matter of avenging her brother, she hadnât visited her imprisoned mother.
Now, perhaps, it was an opportunity.
However, Bo Shan didnât know that her mother had been waiting for news, kneeling in worship before the Buddha statue every day, yet still... had not received any response.
"Whatâs going on... why has there been no response for so long."
Bo Shanâs mother was very puzzled.
She had great confidence in the Buddha Demon behind the statue.
In mere Tianyuan Town, there shouldnât be anything capable of stopping the Buddha Demon.
Even Tianyuan Town had already been invaded by demons, so why hadnât the Buddha Demon returned yet...
Had the Buddha Demon found the person who killed her son? Had vengeance been achieved?
As she knocked on the wooden fish, Bo Shanâs mother was thinking only of bloody matters.
And she didnât know that the one she regarded as her enemy was currently on the way to Thunder City.
...
The Capital.
The most central city of the Great Xia Dynasty, representing the supremacy of royal power.
Corruption, power, greed, slaughter, indulgence... these words were played out alternately on this land.
The large and small affairs of the Great Xia Dynasty couldnât escape the jurisdiction, supervision, and governance of this city.
At least theoretically, thatâs how it was.
And today, turmoil in some frontier area finally reached this domain of royal authority.
So the Imperial City, which hadnât made a move in a long time, dispatched troops to start an expedition.
The target... Demon Capital, Tianyuan Town!
However, shortly afterward, the Imperial City received news.
Their dispatched troops were utterly annihilated!
Demon Capital had decapitated their men and hung their heads outside the city for seven days and nights, demonstrating their might!
The news returned, shaking the entire court!
This was an offense against the heavenly might!
"Your Majesty! We are willing to lead the troops ourselves!"
"Your Majesty! Though I am old, I can still slay demons! Let this old man make the trip."
The courtiers petitioned below.
Yet...
"Court dismissed."
And so the matter was shelved.
Was it invincibility?
Was it fear?
Or perhaps, was it reluctance?
The long-stagnant Imperial City, initially a still pond, began to churn with undercurrents.
Serving the emperor is like accompanying a tiger; no one wants their head suddenly separated from their body.
Interpreting the intentions above and thinking three steps ahead became an essential skill for everyone in the Capital.
...
Thunder City.
As Thunder City just opened its gates to receive a new batch of refugees, a large carriage was slowly making its way along the official road.
The luxurious setup and abundant supplies stood out in stark contrast to the refugee crowds trying to enter the city.
As a result, it was immediately spotted by the guards.