Chapter 679 681 Compulsory Spiritual Power Contract
"Have you checked my memory?" Rong Xianxian asked in a trance state. Although his expression could not be seen, his voice was very cold. The red-robed Taoist priest's soul trembled, as if he had fallen into an icy cave.
“Listen to me, I didn’t check your memory. I was locked up by you. I…ah…” The red-robed Taoist priest screamed before he could finish his words. He rolled around in the golden cage, looking extremely painful.
If you look closely, you can see that the Soul-Devouring Sword Spirit has separated a red thread that pierces straight into the soul of the red-robed Taoist priest. A wisp of Rong Xianxian's mental power is attached to the red thread. She has no patience to listen to the red-robed Taoist priest's lies. Realizing that the red-robed Taoist priest has other means, Rong Xianxian changes her mind and decides to directly check the red-robed Taoist priest's memory. Rong Xianxian's spiritual strength is far inferior to that of the red-robed Taoist priest. If she confronts him directly, there may be risks, but by attaching to the red thread, the risk is greatly reduced.
"No, don't do this, I'll tell you, I'll tell you everything, ah..." It was very painful to have his soul invaded.
"I'm in your hands now, with only this remnant soul left. You can invade me, or I can self-destruct. If I self-destruct, you will get nothing. Don't you want to go find the ancient realm?" In the red-robed Taoist's soul, he threatened with a trembling voice. If Rong Xianxian didn't care about the ancient realm, he, the fish caught in the net, would really die.
Seeing the red-robed Taoist's soul fluctuating violently, Rong Xianxian knew that if she continued, his soul would really explode. Seeing this, Rong Xianxian stopped, but she did not withdraw.
"I'll give you one last chance to tell the truth!" Rong Xianxian said calmly.
"I didn't check your memory. I only know that you were looking for the Ancient Realm. I saw it when I fought back against you while you were trapping me in the golden cage. The Ancient Realm is full of rare treasures. Although it is very dangerous, it is still the private domain of the five major forces. If you want to enter this place, it is impossible without becoming a disciple of the five major forces."
"The Ancient Realm opens once every ten years, and there are still four years until this opening. In my storage space, there is an identification card for entering the Ancient Realm, as well as a simple map. If you just let me go, all of these will be yours." The red-robed Taoist said in a persuasive manner.
"Then you'd better go die!" Rong Xianxian urged the red silk and prepared to take action.
"No, then what do you want? How can you let me go?"
"It's impossible to let you go. You killed so many of my comrades. Now you are in my hands, and you still want me to let you go? How can it be so easy?" Rong Xianxian said with a sneer.
"If I don't kill them, am I waiting to be killed? Before we set out, our teachers repeatedly told us that when we come here, we must make more good friends and avoid trouble, and we should also look for people who are destined to practice our skills or receive spiritual weapons from our sect, and lead them to the fairyland and focus on training them. Who knew that we were attacked by you before we even landed. If we don't fight back, we will only die. You only look at how many of your people died? Why don't you tell us how many of our people died? No, how many of our people survived?" The red-robed Taoist became angry as he spoke.
"So since we're already enemies, why should I let you go? You came here to plunder our resources. You're shameless invaders. The previous group even slaughtered our people. If I don't kill you, do you expect us to welcome you?"
"Those who are doing evil here and killing innocent people must be a few bad apples. We can help deal with them. We have just arrived and have not done anything. Your place lacks spiritual energy and is not suitable for practicing the way of immortality. A talented practitioner like you will only waste your time here and eventually decay into dust. You should go to the fairyland, where there are many blessed places and natural treasures. Going there will not waste your talent." The red-robed Taoist priest lobbied.
"Don't worry about where I'm going. If you have any last words, please say them too!" Rong Xianxian's murderous intention was still firm.
The red-robed Taoist priest was about to collapse. "Don't you want to go to the Ancient Realm? If you kill me, you will have no chance to go to the Ancient Realm and save the person you want to save. Are you afraid that I will pose a threat to you? No, look at me now, there is no possibility at all..."
While the red-robed Taoist was speaking, Rong Xianxian controlled the red thread to quickly penetrate deep into the red-robed Taoist's soul. Just as the red-robed Taoist gritted his teeth and prepared to self-destruct, the red thread withdrew, and Rong Xianxian's mental power also returned to her body. The soul that was swallowed by the red thread was refined and fed back to her. Rong Xianxian then saw a new group of mental power in the corner where the mental power of Song Min and others was stored.
Rong Xianxian certainly wanted to go to the ancient realm, so she was also very interested in the mantra to open the so-called storage space of the red-robed Taoist priest. She originally thought that she could get this information by directly searching his memory, but she didn't expect that the red Taoist priest would not hesitate to self-destruct, so Rong Xianxian thought of this method.
At the beginning, the communication between Rong Xianxian and the Soul-Devouring Sword Spirit was not very smooth, so she accidentally swallowed the spiritual power of Song Min and others when she was saving people. This strand of spiritual power seemed to be related to the origin. With the spiritual power of Song Min and others, she could not only communicate with them directly with her spiritual power, but even control them.
After Rong Xianxian got a ray of the original spiritual power of the red-robed Taoist priest, she immediately tested it. She pulled the spiritual power hard, and the red-robed Taoist priest groaned in pain. "Forced spiritual power contract, how can you use this kind of magic?"
The red-robed Taoist priest looked even more depressed, and then he said out the incantation of the storage space as if he had accepted his fate.
From the red-robed Taoist priest, Rong Xianxian learned that the spiritual power contract is a master-servant contract in the world of cultivation. During the contract ceremony, the servant voluntarily offers a trace of his original spiritual power to the master, thereby concluding a contract. The forced spiritual power contract is to forcibly plunder someone else's original spiritual power in order to achieve the purpose of controlling the other party. It is generally used to subdue higher-level monsters for driving.
To be able to use a forced mental power contract, one must at least be in the middle to late stage of the Concentration Realm. It is obvious that Rong Xianxian is able to use the forced mental power contract thanks to the Soul-Devouring Sword.
After Rong Xianxian got the mantra, she left the foggy space. It was almost time for the celebration banquet in the evening. Rong Xianxian was still wearing the clothes she wore on the battlefield. When she sniffed carefully, she smelled the pungent smell of blood. Rong Xianxian quickly found a set of clean clothes, took a shower, changed clothes, and went out to eat.
(End of this chapter)
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