Worldwide Awakening: My Soul Kinds Are Lost-Chapter 548: Xuan Emperor Completes One Level, The Lifespan of the Blue Lotus is Approaching_1

Chapter 548: Chapter 548: Xuan Emperor Completes One Level, The Lifespan of the Blue Lotus is Approaching_1

Pei Jiang watched as the arrow grew larger and larger in his eyes. He hurriedly tried to activate the Charm for protection, but there was no response.

At this moment, two thoughts flashed through his mind.

Wang Xueshu tampered with the Charm.

He wants me dead!

Right then, he had no way to dodge. He could only watch helplessly as the arrow aimed for his eye. If it hit, it would pierce straight through his brain.

Everything today, including the protective Charm he wore, had been arranged by Wang Linchi.

After these thoughts surfaced, Pei Jiang knew he was doomed, and scenes from his life began to flash involuntarily through his mind like a revolving lantern.

Back then, his family was reunited. Though impoverished, their life was wonderful, until later, his entire family became human sacrifices.

After that came the uprising, the struggle for hegemony, and then the absurdities of the present; he seemed to be experiencing a dawning realization.

It felt as if, somewhere in this process, he had unknowingly left his original aspirations behind in the past.

In a trance, he saw his younger self—the one who had once cried out, "Are kings and nobles destined to their high positions by birth alone?"—demanding to know, why?

Hadn’t they agreed to ensure everyone in the world could live a good life? How had he himself now become the vile root preventing the people of the world from living well?

However, this did not change Pei Jiang’s conviction. Everything he did was for the sake of Immortality. Even his past self could not obstruct his heart’s desire to achieve Immortality.

The fire in his chest was burning, only this time it possessed no warmth; instead, it was utterly ice-cold.

"I refuse to accept this!" he roared, and the bottleneck that had been constraining him shattered.

The Nine Revolves of Inner Peace Practice was achieved.

The next moment, the arrow plunged into his pupil, easily piercing through. He even closed his eyes in anticipation of it.

Yet, the expected pain never came.

"Your Majesty, congratulations on your successful breakthrough," Wang Linchi’s voice sounded beside his ear, finally pulling Pei Jiang back to his senses.

"Such fine methods, truly fine methods." Pei Jiang opened his eyes, feeling the one hundred and eight thousand threads of Mana within his body, the joy on his face impossible to conceal.

"No wonder it required a brush with death. What was that arrow just now?"

Pei Jiang asked curiously. That sensation had indeed terrified him profoundly, even strengthening his resolve.

"An Illusion Charm, just a little trick," Wang Linchi said with a gentle smile.

Actually, it wasn’t. It was a real arrow. In fact, it had shot straight into his eye socket, piercing his brain. However, Wang Linchi had saved him and then erased a small part of his memory.

So, his breakthrough was real, and the danger had been real too; it was just that Pei Jiang himself had no idea.

An Illusion Charm indeed had some uses, but it fundamentally couldn’t achieve the required effect because the objects it materialized were actually quite crude.

"So lifelike! Mr. Wang, how did you manage it?" Pei Jiang pressed further.

However, Wang Linchi merely smiled and said nothing. How could he answer? He couldn’t very well say, I really did almost kill you, could he? The other party would have to believe him first.

Pei Jiang, however, misunderstood. He assumed this was one of Wang Linchi’s secret techniques that he was unwilling to disclose, so he let the matter drop. For him, it wasn’t a particularly significant issue.

It was merely an Illusion Charm, hardly an important type of Charm.

"Your Majesty, since you have already broken through, I shall take my leave," Wang Linchi said, planning to depart. After all, the subsequent Active Achievement relied entirely on arduous training and the intake of sufficient nutrients. Of course, one also had to practice with a calm mind and earnest effort; otherwise, haphazard attempts would yield no results.

"About the Innate Spirit Nourishing Liquid Formula..." Pei Jiang’s meaning was clear: Just name your price, and the rest is negotiable.

"I don’t ask for much, merely the title of Holy Emperor and for Mount Tai to be granted to me." Wang Linchi truly didn’t need anything material; it was better to choose to further strengthen the Tai Mountain Seal, using it as a foundation for his power to settle and grow.

Pei Jiang gave Wang Linchi a deep look, then said, "Alright!"

He didn’t know why Wang Linchi was constantly scheming for the Holy Emperor and Mount Tai, but for Pei Jiang, this was a good thing.

Mount Tai and Dai Temple didn’t have legs; they couldn’t run away even if they wanted to. If anything were to happen in the future, he could perfectly well use them as leverage to control Wang Linchi.

However, he didn’t want to push things too far for now. After all, they hadn’t fallen out, and both parties were, in fact, mutually satisfied with the transaction.

At least, that was how Pei Jiang saw it.

Wang Linchi quickly produced a list, with the crafting techniques included within.

After Pei Jiang took it, he glanced at it again. He couldn’t actually understand the principles behind it, but not understanding didn’t matter; he just needed to follow the instructions meticulously to produce it.

"Why not stay a few more days? After I’ve prepared the Innate God Nourishing Liquid, Mr. Wang, please taste it and see if my craftsmanship satisfies you. It won’t be too late to travel the world then." Pei Jiang was worried there might be an issue with the formula Wang Linchi had provided. What if it poisons me?

"I appreciate Your Majesty’s kind intentions, and I wouldn’t presume to refuse." Wang Linchi was not afraid at all. The Nutrient Solution formula and techniques he had provided were completely sound. Even if there were a problem, he wouldn’t fear drinking it. In his current state, he was truly immune to all poisons.

Never mind a problematic Nutrient Solution; even if it had spoiled, drinking it wouldn’t cause him any issues.

Seeing Wang Linchi so composed, Pei Jiang’s suspicions lessened by a degree, but he still didn’t let down his guard.

He didn’t try to kill me before, but who knows if he will later?

"Mr. Wang has been troubled these past days. Please rest well for the next few days. I will arrange for food to be sent from the palace." Pei Jiang planned to exert further control over Wang Linchi. Ideally, Wang Linchi would eat and drink the same things as him, and he wouldn’t let Wang Linchi leave the courtyard, to prevent any unforeseen incidents.

After speaking, Pei Jiang departed directly.

Wang Linchi muttered, So suspicious. Do you think you’re Cao Cao? One could only say that this Pei Jiang, in his pursuit of Immortality, had indeed become somewhat crazed.

But this was also normal. If Wang Linchi were in Pei Jiang’s position, he might be even more frenzied than Pei Jiang.

Actually, from Wang Linchi’s perspective, achieving Immortality was quite simple. Just giving the other party a Philosopher’s Stone would suffice. Consuming it would grant Immortality instantly.

As his strength increased, everything derived from it was also passively enhanced, and the Philosopher’s Stone was naturally no exception; this item was indeed becoming increasingly heaven-defying.

Swallowing one would not only grant Immortality but also improve aptitude, enhance Potential, and so on.

However, there was one prerequisite: Wang Linchi needed to perceive the other party’s physical structure and soul form. If Wang Linchi didn’t possess this knowledge, then it was impossible; everything depended on his understanding and perception. The Philosopher’s Stone couldn’t create something from nothing.

Also, Li Qinglian seems to be on the verge of death. Wang Linchi’s gaze shifted to Li Qinglian in the distance. In the previous battle against the Heavenly Luo Million Paths Dog Deity, Li Qinglian had burned his lifespan while fighting the Great Strength Monkey Deity. Later, although his bloodline constitution underwent a metamorphosis, his lifespan hadn’t fully recovered, and numerous hidden injuries remained.

Now, these hidden injuries were flaring up, and his lifespan was nearly exhausted. Thus, he was dying prematurely.

After all, he wasn’t very old.

After waiting so long, he’s finally about to return. Success or failure hinges on this. Let’s see if I can capture the true form of Nine Extremes beforehand.

「...」

Li Qinglian looked at the three women, his expression extremely calm.

"Don’t cry, and don’t be afraid. We will meet again," Li Qinglian comforted them. "These past days have been the happiest time of my entire life."

Li Qinglian wasn’t lying; this was true, both about seeing them again and about it being his happiest time.

He knew that these three women would be summoned as Heroic Spirits in the future, and his own form, God-slaying True Monarch Li Qinglian, would become his Heroic Spirit. At that time, they could not only meet again but also continue to be together, so he didn’t feel particularly sorrowful.

Moreover, once he returned, it would all seem like a mere instant had passed; there would be no loss whatsoever.

The three women continued to weep, and Li Qinglian felt somewhat helpless. Finally, he said, "Believe me, alright?"

"Alright," the three women naturally agreed.

Li Qinglian was on the brink of death; they would agree to anything he said now.

"That’s good, that’s good." Li Qinglian could feel his life force ebbing away at an ever-increasing pace.

If only I hadn’t pushed myself so hard back then, Li Qinglian lamented internally. If I had burned even a little less of my lifespan, I wouldn’t be dying so early. It’s a bit regrettable, thinking about it.

Fortunately, the loss wasn’t too great. He was actually eager to return, like an arrow loosed for home, but his reluctance to part with the three women was why he had held on for so long. Now was the right time to let go; it wouldn’t be too late to reunite after he returned.