Chu Xuan stood before Leng Hanshuang once more. Observing the stunningly beautiful yet vacant-eyed Holy Maiden of the Reincarnation Divine Sect, he shook his head slightly. It wasn't just a lament for her tragic fate.
"Earthly spiritual roots, an earthly spiritual body, a peerless genius, so what?" he mused. "Without the wisdom to restrain one's brilliance, only attracting calamity. If one provokes those they shouldn't, they cannot escape death. All of their achievements will simply pave the way for others."
Seeing Leng Hanshuang's fate only reinforced Chu Xuan's resolve to continue on his cautious path. Then, he immediately set about using the Body Seizing Technique. Although the process of seizing a spiritual body was slow, its success rate was guaranteed. Chu Xuan was indifferent to the time it took.
Ten days later, Chu Xuan successfully transferred Leng Hanshuang's spirit body into the Acquired Miraculous Jade. With this, he had obtained the most crucial aspect of Leng Hanshuang. Her physical body was all that remained useful. Given that Leng Hanshuang practiced the Mysterious Heavenly Ice Soul Scroll and had some body refinement techniques, her body was exceedingly robust.
"Her body will feed the corpse puppets, and her soul will be perfect for my refining and absorption," Chu Xuan mused, smacking his lips.
However, Leng Hanshuang had mentioned that whoever killed her would be marked. Naturally, Chu Xuan wouldn't do this himself. Instead, he randomly selected a zombie to kill Leng Hanshuang, thereby transferring the mark to the zombie.
Considering that this zombie had always been on Blue Star, how could it possibly be found by the old ancestors of the Reincarnation Divine Sect?
...
Meanwhile, Wen Lingtian was deep in seclusion when he suddenly felt a sense of restlessness. Calculating with his fingers, his expression drastically changed.
"Dead? Hanshuang is dead?"
He had left marks within both the body and soul of Leng Hanshuang. Anyone who killed her, unless their realm was higher than his, would be marked by him. With this mark, he would be able to find the person responsible for her death.
Not only Leng Hanshuang but also the Holy Son of the Reincarnation Divine Sect, Situ Kong, also carried such a mark. This was a method used by the Reincarnation Divine Sect to deter others. Anyone daring to kill a Saint of the Reincarnation Divine Sect, no matter where they fled, even to the ends of the earth, would be relentlessly pursued by the Sect.
But now...
Leng Hanshuang had died silently. His calculations could not even approximate the location of the mark. It was like clouds on the horizon—vague, indistinct, and elusive.
Wen Lingtian looked unwell, his expression grim. The loss of a Holy Maiden from a prestigious sixth-level cultivation sect was a severe blow. If news of this spread, it would be incredibly embarrassing. His face shifted between shades of anger and frustration.
Finally, he took out the Inquiry Heaven Disc, his eyes flashing with the desperate intensity of a gambler. "I refuse to believe that I can't divine the answer!" he muttered under his breath.
Moments later, an angry roar erupted from his meditation chamber.
"Lost another 300 years of lifespan!! Never divining again!"
...
Blue Star, over the Eastern Sea.
Chu Xuan found himself once again on the small island. At the center of the island was a black tree. The tree had only one bare trunk and a few shriveled branches. It did have leaves, but they all resembled large mouths.
Numerous aerial roots dangled from the treetops like octopus tentacles. A kilometer away from the black tree was a formation enveloping the entire island, with corpse puppets patrolling continuously around the perimeter. For years, no accidents had occurred.
Chu Xuan then took out a jar filled with blood honey and tossed it over to the tree. The tree, like a cat smelling meat, instantly extended its roots. freёwebnovel.com
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