Although Xia Yize's wounds had scabbed over, Long Xun's spiritual power was insufficient to fully heal him. Yue Wuyi and Wenren Yu suggested resting there for a few days until Xia Yize's injuries were healed before continuing their journey. Shao Gong also disagreed with Xia Yize traveling while injured.
Xia Yize could not refuse, and after being persuaded by the three of them, he had no choice but to agree. A warmth appeared in his deep and calm eyes.
After the group decided to stay, Yue Wuyi went back into Xie Yi's puppet room to study, while Wenren Yu went outside for a stroll. Xia Yize's constitution was quite special; ordinary medicines were useless to him, so Shao Gong went out with him to prepare some medicine for Xia Yize so that he could recover faster.
Xia Yize and Long Xun looked at each other in silence for a long time before Xia Yize finally spoke up: "Then... this junior will take his leave now."
Long Xun remained silent.
Xia Yize bowed to Long Xun with clasped hands and then turned to leave.
Long Xun slowly turned around, slowly lifted his foot, and slowly walked towards the outside. The black robe that was covered him quite tightly fluttered with his movements, but occasionally, semi-transparent feet could be seen peeking out from under the hem of the robe.
After taking two steps, Long Xun stopped, then floated up slightly, no longer taking any more steps, and drifted lightly towards the door.
Long Xun silently searched the surroundings but couldn't find a suitable open space to replenish his spiritual energy. The silver light was too dazzling when replenishing his spiritual energy, which would definitely attract the attention of Yue Wuyi and the others. He didn't care if others saw his dragon horns and tail, but he was quite bothered that his semi-transparent appearance made them worry unnecessarily.
Inside Buzhou Mountain, between the dragon horns, a dazzling silver figure slowly coalesced. With dragon horns and tail, white hair and silver eyes, and draped in a silver robe, the dragon-seeking spiritual clone soared into the air, streaking across the sky like a meteor, heading out of Buzhou Mountain.
Just as it emerged from Buzhou Mountain, the already dazzling silver light suddenly intensified. The spiritual clone hissed and emitted mist from its entire body like boiling water. Before it had even traveled a hundred miles, it was reduced to a faint phantom. Then, it silently returned to Buzhou Mountain and hid in the dragon's head.
Near Jishan Xieyi's wooden house, Long Xun let out a soft sigh.
Without the Merit Pearl to seal the spiritual power, the spiritual clone cannot move around in the outside world. The turbid energy of the human world has a strong corrosive effect on the clone, and the spiritual power dissipates too much. It seems that the method of gathering the spiritual power at Buzhou Mountain and then transmitting it here is not feasible.
It seems we'll have to wait until they rest before we can find an opportunity to replenish their spiritual energy.
Long Xun stood atop the hill, lost in thought.
A gentle breeze blew by, causing his black robe to billow slightly, thus passing through his body. It fluttered and swayed to one side with the wind, only to be stopped by the branches of a nearby tree and remain motionless.
Long Xun, whose robe was blown away by the wind, still had a hazy silver light on his body, but he was as transparent as a bubble, and the scenery behind him could be clearly seen through him.
Long Xun looked up at the black robe fluttering in the wind on the tree branch, floated up and reached out towards the black robe. In the flow of hazy silver light, the rest of his body became almost invisible, only his hand changed from semi-transparent to faintly transparent. After grabbing the black robe and pulling it down, Long Xun's head and shoulders turned semi-transparent again. After draping the black robe over himself, he slowly fell to the ground.
—Let's hurry back inside. He's like this; even a strong gust of wind could blow him away.
Inside Longyou City, Shen Ye watched as his new spiritual clone attempted to leave Buzhou Mountain but failed. After a moment of contemplation, he asked the priest beside him, "Has the Priest of the Giant Gate gone out?"
"The journey has not yet begun, High Priest."
"Call him over."
After entering the temple, Yu Feng bowed fervently to the statue of the Candle Dragon, then arrogantly and disrespectfully asked Shen Ye, "High Priest, do you have something to ask me?"
Yu Feng has always looked down on everyone except Zhu Long, and Shen Ye is used to it and usually doesn't care what he does.
Yu Feng is a person who lacks a sense of good and evil, and is extremely self-centered. However, he has a rather fanatical faith. As long as someone is a believer, he will strictly abide by whatever that person says and demand of himself the standards of his faith. Apart from his faith, even the high priest cannot command him to do anything.
If Yu Feng worships an evil god, he will be a demon who aids and abets evil and indiscriminately kills the innocent. But if he worships a good god, he will be a kind person who, apart from being arrogant, conceited, and haughty, is kinder than others.
—In fact, everyone in Longyou City, including Shen Ye, has this problem.
Shen Ye didn't care about his attitude and simply said, "The High God and his party are about to go to Langde. Xie Yi has recently developed a Spirit-Gathering Pearl. You should give it to the High God when the time comes."
Upon hearing Xie Yi's name, Yu Feng scoffed, "Spirit-Gathering Pearl... that kind of junk used for mechanical puppets, you think a god would play with it? Hmph, I'll find rare treasures to offer to the god myself..."
“The Supreme God’s incarnations traveling outside seem to lack spiritual power,” Shen Ye said calmly.
Yu Feng: "...Heh, Xie Yi usually only knows how to play with strange and eccentric techniques, but this Spirit-Gathering Pearl is quite useful this time. Alright, I understand."
Yu Feng's tone shifted too abruptly, making him feel awkward. Without saying goodbye, he bowed to the statue of the Candle Dragon once more before leaving the temple.
That evening, after Shen Ye led the priests in worshipping the statues of the two gods, Zhulong and Shennong, he noticed that Xie Yi looked somewhat depressed, so he frowned slightly and asked, "Why do you look so mournful?"
Xie Yi was slightly taken aback, then shook his head with a wry smile. He then composed himself and said with a kind smile, "Master... sigh, it's nothing."
Shen Ye looked at him calmly. Xie Yi's friendly smile, which was always effective in the outside world, gradually faded. In the end, he could only say, "It's just three spirit-gathering beads that were just made. Today, Yu Feng snatched them all... took them all. I'm a little worried that he will break them."
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