Chapter 86 The Obsession of the Suspended Soul Silk
Before Shao Yanzhe could react, Xuan Yao pounced on him first.
He swung his claw upwards, creating a gust of wind.
The white ribbon, fluttering lightly, was affected by the strong wind and drifted in the opposite direction of the claws.
"Meow!"
Upon seeing this, Xuan Yao let out an angry cry, then spun around and lashed out with his tail.
With a "snap," the tail collided with the white ribbon.
The white ribbon was sent flying and crashed directly into the mottled wall of the dilapidated temple.
The plaster on the wall fell off with a rustling sound due to the impact, and stuck to the white silk, turning it into a dusty old cloth.
"Meow!" Xuan Yao sneered at Bai Ling.
After regaining consciousness from her dizziness, Bai Ling heard Xuan Yao's mocking voice and saw the smugness in his eyes. Instantly, she stood up straight as a line and shook off the plaster from her body.
"You! How! Dare! To! Mocker! Me!"
He spoke slowly and deliberately, his words filled with intense anger.
Xuan Yao: "Hehe!"
Swoosh! Snap!
Bai Ling crashed into Xuan Yao, and the two became entangled and fought each other.
"Meow!"
"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!"
Shao Yanzhe stood there, watching Bai Ling and Xuan Yao rolling around together, not knowing what to do.
He raised the jade hairpin pen to help, but they switched positions too quickly, and he was afraid that if he launched an attack, he would hit Xuan Yao instead.
"Stop fighting! Please stop fighting!"
Shao Yanzhe stepped forward and tried to pull the black cat out of the white silk, but the white silk noticed his movement and slapped his hand hard, preventing him from interfering.
Xuan Yao did the same; when he tried to tear the white silk, she patted his hand with her claws, which had been retracted, signaling him to ignore it.
Helpless, Shao Yanzhe could only step back a few steps and wait for them to decide the winner.
The two sides, locked in a battle of black and white, used this dilapidated temple as their battlefield, tearing and biting at each other until finally, an hour later, a victor emerged.
Xuan Yao stepped on Bai Ling with one paw, raised his head slightly, and let out a victorious meow: "Meow!"
His black hair was disheveled, half of his beard on the left side was broken, there was a bald patch on the right side of his neck, and his back was slightly swollen, making him look quite miserable.
But he didn't care about any of that, and instead looked at Shao Yanzhe with a smug expression.
Two-legged creatures, now you know how powerful the cat demon is!
Shao Yanzhe instantly understood. He gave Xuan Yao a thumbs up, raised an eyebrow and looked at him with admiration in his eyes: "You're amazing! You actually defeated this white ribbon all by yourself! You're incredible! And the way you defeated the white ribbon was especially cool. You deserve a treat today!"
"Meow!" Xuan Yao meowed with satisfaction, extremely pleased with himself, his tail swishing behind him and radiating an aura of joy.
Bai Ling, who was pinned to the ground, lay slumped on the ground, looking like an ordinary rag.
Yes, the once clean and brand-new white silk was torn in several large holes after being ravaged by Xuan Yao, and many strips were torn on both sides. He rolled around in the dusty dilapidated temple, and his body was covered with the dust of the temple, so he looked no different from the rags in the temple.
Shao Yanzhe leaned closer and saw that the white silk ribbon was slightly raised, as if it wanted to attack him.
"Meow!"
Xuan Yao was somewhat displeased with this. He raised his other foot and stomped heavily on Bai Ling, stomping his floating body back down.
After being reprimanded, Bai Ling became much more obedient. Even when Shao Yanzhe approached to observe her, and even picked up a strip of cloth to examine it carefully from all angles, she did not move an inch.
Xuan Yao was very satisfied with this and loosened one foot.
After studying the white silk, Shao Yanzhe didn't come to any conclusions. He only concluded that the material of the white silk was not a precious fabric, but a very ordinary white silk cloth, which was just very sturdy.
It's so sturdy that it wouldn't break even if you were to suspend a person.
"What should we do with this white silk?" he asked.
Xuan Yao glanced down at the white silk and said, "This white silk has developed sentience, which is why it can control the resentment on it. It cannot be destroyed at will; the resentment on the white silk needs to be neutralized."
How can we dispel the resentment on the white silk?
"How about we find a monk to recite the Rebirth Mantra?"
Xuan Yao hesitated before proposing a method. Just as he finished speaking, the white silk he was stepping on suddenly exerted its force, sending him flying.
"No!"
The white silk fluttered in mid-air, and countless black resentful energies surged out violently, turning the original white silk black.
These resentful energies coalesced into four distorted human faces, which stared hatefully at Shao Yanzhe and Xuan Yao.
"You want to help us pass on to the afterlife?"
"Don't even think about it!"
Four faces spoke in unison, their two short sentences conveying a deep sense of resentment.
Fueled by resentment, they charged toward Shao Yanzhe and Xuan Yao.
"No!"
A voice tinged with pain rang out, stopping them in their tracks.
The owner of the voice seemed to have a strong influence on the four faces. After the voice rang out, the four faces instantly changed their attack route and narrowly missed Shao Yanzhe and Xuan Yao.
Unfortunately, four faces passed right between the sleeping Zhou Jiming and his group. The violently churning black resentment around them broke through the spiritual energy shield set up by Shao Yanzhe, and wisps of resentment invaded their bodies.
The people who were sleeping with their eyes closed immediately had a black mark between their eyebrows, and their gentle breathing became heavy.
Especially Liu Mingyuan, perhaps because he had been attacked by Bai Ling before, and now resentment had entered his body, his closed eyes rolled from time to time, his brows furrowed into a deep frown, and in just a short while, large drops of sweat appeared from his skin and rolled quickly down his cheeks, indicating that his condition was not good.
Upon seeing this, Shao Yanzhe quickly walked a few steps to his side and injected several streams of literary energy into his body.
Several wisps of black resentment quickly emanated from Liu Mingyuan's body and then converged towards the white silk.
Seeing that the method was effective, Shao Yanzhe then infused other people with his spiritual energy to expel the resentment from their bodies.
He quickly realized something was wrong.
After the resentment in Zhou Jiming and the others was expelled, they did not immediately wake up. Instead, they remained in their previous state, breathing heavily and with their eyes tightly closed.
"Brother Zhou?"
Shao Yanzhe tentatively nudged Zhou Jiming a few times, but Zhou Jiming didn't react at all. Instead of opening his eyes as usual, he remained asleep.
He suddenly looked at Bai Ling, his gaze sharp, the jade hairpin pen in his hand poised to strike: "What did you do?"
"without!"
After Bai Ling finished speaking, she quickly hid behind a pillar, peeking out only a little. When she noticed that Shao Yanzhe was still staring at her, she quickly withdrew that little bit of skin.
Shao Yanzhe suppressed his worries and took a deep breath to calm himself down.
He slightly softened the sharp look in his eyes and said in a gentle voice, "Then what about my friends? The resentment on their bodies has been expelled, so why can't they wake up?"
After hearing this, Bai Ling poked her head out again: "I don't know!"
Then he quickly hid again.
Shao Yanzhe couldn't help but feel somewhat helpless.
“This white silk can probably draw out the deepest obsessions in people’s hearts. They are probably trapped in their obsessions.” Xuan Yao, who was more knowledgeable than the white silk, could tell the situation of Zhou Jiming and the others at a glance.
Shao Yanzhe glanced at the white silk that had somehow appeared and asked, "How do we solve this? Can't we just destroy the white silk?"
With a flick of the white silk, it fled even further, leaping out of the dilapidated temple and hiding behind the outer wall, peering through the large hole at the top to observe the terrifying human inside.
Xuan Yao glanced at Shao Yanzhe as if he were looking at an unreasonable child.
"Of course you can't destroy it directly. I've already explained before that if the white silk is destroyed, the resentment inside will be released, which will be even more than the yin energy that was dealt with by Madam Yin last time. With your current strength, you will be invaded by the resentment and become a living dead in an instant."
"All right!"
Shao Yanzhe nodded to indicate that he understood.
Xuan Yao tilted his head slightly and glanced at him. Judging from his tone just now, he seemed to be quite regretful.
He shook his head. That was impossible. How could such a good person as the two-legged beast regret not being able to directly and violently kill a spirit creature?
"Therefore, if we want them to wake up, we need to pull them out of their obsession."
"Okay, what do I need to do?" Shao Yanzhe asked.
Xuan Yao turned to look at Bai Ling, and after just one glance, Bai Ling quickly flew over and floated in front of him: "What are your orders!"
“Send him into their respective delusional worlds of obsession.”
Bai Ling: "Okay, no problem!"
Shao Yanzhe opened his mouth as if to say something, but before he could, the tattered white silk strip was thrown at his face, and his nose was instantly filled with the smell of dust.
Before he could even sneeze, everything went black and he was plunged into darkness.
He didn't know how much time had passed when he noticed a point of light appear in front of him.
He looked around and saw that apart from the point of light, the surroundings were a quiet blackness, without sound or other colors, and there seemed to be no way to sense the passage of time.
Shao Yanzhe wondered, could this be the so-called Illusionary Realm of Obsession?
It really feels so unreal!
Shao Yanzhe sighed, and then quickly walked towards the point of light.
Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that the point of light was actually a sphere, radiating a soft white light from all sides, and Liu Mingyuan's face was visible on the surface of the sphere.
"Is this sphere Brother Liu's obsession?"
In fact, before entering this place, he wanted to tell Bai Ling that the one who was obsessed with being the first to enter was Liu Mingyuan.
After all, he was affected by resentment twice, so it was best to get him out of the illusion of obsession as soon as possible, otherwise he didn't know what harm he might cause to Liu Mingyuan.
Now, the first thing we encounter is Liu Mingyuan's obsession.
"However, how can I enter Brother Liu's obsession?"
Shao Yanzhe scratched the back of his head, circled the sphere, but didn't find anything different.
"That Bai Ling was too fast. I didn't even have time to ask anything before he brought me in. Now look what's happened, I'm completely stumped!"
He'd been here for quite a while now, and he wasn't sure what the negative consequences of staying here any longer would be.
He glanced at the sphere, gritted his teeth, and simply reached out to touch it.
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