Chapter 363 Spy
"I have failed to live up to your trust, my lord. I failed to protect the barrier, allowing the demons to escape. I am guilty, and I beg your punishment."
"This is not your fault. I was exhausted of my spiritual power at that time. I had no choice but to use the power of my soul to barely seal the demons. But the seal was not strong. If you hadn't used your life force to hold on, I'm afraid it would not have lasted for thousands of years and the seal would have been completely broken. You have done a good job." Ling Changge waved his arm and injected the pure soul power in the Burning Dragon Tower into his body.
In the blink of an eye, the figure of the old man Qianshan became more solid.
"I recently looked up the Dan Sect and found a magical pill that can rebuild the soul. It's called the God-Forging Pill. It can help you restore your true body and live in this world again."
Upon hearing this, the old man Qianshan's eyes suddenly widened. He looked at Ling Changge in disbelief and muttered, "Really...really?"
"Of course it's true." Ling Changge said softly, "It's just that the spiritual medicine for refining this elixir is not easy to find. My current cultivation has not yet fully recovered. Refining the elixir will take time, so don't be impatient."
"No hurry, no hurry. I've been like this for thousands of years. My original spirit has disintegrated. I'm lucky to be able to survive in the Burning Dragon Tower with this broken body. Restoring my physical form is beyond my reach. It's a great honor for the master to take the trouble to care for me. I dare not have any other unreasonable expectations."
"You don't have to be so polite to me. Just call me girl like before. I feel more comfortable hearing it."
At this moment, the fat bird that had been hesitating beside her and had not come forward flapped its wings and landed on her shoulder.
"Owner."
Ling Changge looked at her and reached out to touch its head: "Little fool, why did you want to live and die with me ten thousand years ago? I clearly terminated the contract with you at the last moment, and you..."
"Master, Feijiu was born because of you. If you weren't in this world, how could I possibly survive?" Feijiu raised his little face, the feathers on his head trembling. "For all eternity, I will always be your contracted beast. Even if I have to wait ten thousand years, a hundred thousand years, I can still wait."
"Aren't you afraid that your soul will completely dissipate in this world and never be able to reincarnate?"
Hearing this, Feichu shook his head and smiled mysteriously: "No."
Ling Changge looked at its expression and always felt that Feiqiu seemed to know something.
"Master, have you recovered all your memories from ten thousand years ago?"
Ling Changge shook his head: "Some of my memories are already fuzzy."
"Your memory has returned, why don't you tell the people in Ganxuan Palace? Maybe they can help you remember everything." Feichu blinked: "I want to help you, but there are many things I don't remember."
Elder Qianshan looked at Ling Changge's slightly changing expression and whispered, "Master, do you not trust the people of Ganxuan Palace?"
"What do you know?"
The elder Qianshan shook his head. "After you rescued me, I have been working for you. However, I am not from the Ganxuan Palace and do not know what happened to you there. However, I vaguely remember you saying that there might be spies from the demon clan inside the Ganxuan Palace."
Ling Changge's face darkened upon hearing this. "Back then, I exhausted my spiritual power to seal the demons, leaving myself a glimmer of hope. I left a strand of my soul power to fall into a spiritual instrument I had once refined to nourish the soul. But just as my soul power was about to enter the spiritual instrument, it was shattered by a powerful force, and the soul that fell inside was annihilated. The last thing I saw was the uniform of the Gan Xuan Palace."
The old man Qianshan frowned: "So, there really is a spy in Ganxuan Palace?"
Ling Changge whispered, "I can't be sure yet, but it's always better to be cautious." Ling Changge's eyes were serious. "If there really is a spy in the Xuan Palace, if I reveal my memories from ten thousand years ago too early, he might become desperate. My spiritual power hasn't fully recovered yet, and I can't risk my life for a spy."
The seal of the demon clan is already crumbling, and it won't wait until her next reincarnation.
Ling Changge looked at the old man Qianshan and said, "Although your weapon refining skills have not yet reached the demigod level, I remember that you had already touched the demigod barrier ten thousand years ago. During this period of time, you will be responsible for my weapon refining skills!"
"I will do my best!"
Ling Changge sat cross-legged, and Tata brought over a pile of spirit stones. Ling Changge lightly tapped his brows, slowly closed his eyes, and enveloped all the spirit stones with his mental power.
She carefully controlled her mental power to extract the power from the spirit stone, and then attached this power to the material for refining the weapon. This step alone consumed an unknown amount of mental power. Ling Changge's face turned pale, but she did not stop. The next step was the most important.
A trace of flame power drifted from her brows onto the material for the refining tool. As the flames burned, the material gradually melted, and a pool of colorful liquid floated in the air. Ling Changge stretched out her hand: "Collect!"
The next moment, the liquid began to change shape, and beads of sweat as big as beans slid down her forehead.
Seventy percent of the spiritual and mental power in the body were consumed.
After a long time, the liquid finally took shape.
A golden magic sword appeared before her.
"A Saint-grade intermediate spirit sword." The old man Qianshan stroked his beard and said, "As expected of you, my Lord, you have achieved such a result on your first attempt at refining."
Ling Changge took a few deep breaths and said, "Stop complimenting me." Ling Changge looked at the spirit sword and said, "If I had refined this spirit sword ten thousand years ago, it would have only taken a few breaths of effort. Now it almost killed me."
She threw the spirit sword to the ground: "Come again!"
The light in the Burning Dragon Tower never stopped, and spiritual weapons appeared behind her one after another.
Finally, after refining thirty swords, she fell to the ground.
"Chang Ge!" Tata moved and hurried to her side.
"Nothing." The old man Qianshan said in a low voice: "The master is just too tired. His mental and spiritual strength are overdrawn."
Tata looked at Ling Changge, whose face was pale, with some heartache, and with a move of her little hand, she sent her out of the Burning Dragon Tower.
At night, a presence appeared in Ling Changge's room.
A figure came to her bedside.
Ling Changge had his eyes tightly closed, and was unaware of the sudden presence of the aura.
Gu Junyao looked at her sleeping face and frowned slightly.
How could she sleep so soundly?
He reached out and placed his hand on her head, the scorching temperature instantly making him nervous.
"Chang Ge, Chang Ge!" Gu Junyao helped her up, but Ling Chang Ge still didn't respond.
He placed his hands behind her, and the spiritual power in his palms continuously poured into her body.
After a long time, Ling Changge's body temperature slowly dropped.
"Puff..." A mouthful of blood gushed out of Gu Junyao's mouth.
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