Spiritual energy dissipation
It's always like this.
Han Jiang was surrounded by darkness, his body felt light, as if he were being lifted into the air by some force.
She was arrested again.
"What is your relationship with Cang Jingqi?"
The voice asking questions came from Hanjiang's ears, just like it had been in the alley of Yinzhou.
"It's nothing," Han Jiang replied.
It is known that both shadowy figures can manipulate spiritual power, and only the three princes of the Demon Clan possess this magic.
However, Han Jiang saw in Cang Jingqi's illusion that there should be a total of five princes in the Demon Clan. If A Xing and A Jue, whom Cang Jingqi mentioned, are both dead, then the candidate for the shadowy figure can only be two out of three.
What if he didn't die?
Why is this shadowy figure so fixated on her relationship with Cang Jingqi?
Han Jiang asked, "Are you Ah Xing?"
The darkness paused for a moment, then continued to flow, with the cold air floating in mid-air.
“No,” the shadowy figure replied, “Ah Xing is dead.”
The shadowy figure knew who Ah Xing was in the question about Han Jiang, and simply gave a calm reply.
"Then who are you?" Han Jiang's intuition told her that the dark figure beside her was a woman.
The shadowy figure said, "It's not important. Did Cang Jingqi even tell Ah Xing?"
“He didn’t tell me,” Han Jiang said.
But the shadowy figure stopped speaking to Han Jiang until the two landed from the air.
The distance wasn't long; it was probably within the four prefectures.
"Do you know where this is?" the shadowy figure asked.
"Leishan".
"Very clever." The shadowy figure whispered in Han Jiang's ear, "Actually, I really hope you survive."
After speaking, the shadowy figure's voice never rang out again.
Then came the sound of footsteps and a few coughs.
Han Jiang could tell it was Lei Mo.
"Why did the sect leader go to such lengths to bring me to Leishan?" Han Jiang asked without any hesitation.
Remer released the spell on Han Jiang's eyes, allowing Han Jiang to see again.
Remer was being supported by someone. He looked older than during the day, with half of his body supported by the other person and the other half leaning on a cane.
Han Jiang had never seen that person before, but he was wearing the purple robes of a Leishan disciple.
A spacious cave is where Remo secluded himself for training.
"Lei Ao, hurry up." Lei Mo was extremely weak, as if he were on the verge of dying.
So that person was called Lei Ao. Han Jiang had never heard of him; perhaps he was Lei Mo's former disciple. She couldn't move, her whole body was tightly bound with ropes, and she could only watch as Lei Ao helped Lei Mo to sit down to the side, and then walked towards her.
Lei Ao led Han Jiang to a stone platform.
Han Jiang glanced at the desk and saw all sorts of books scattered haphazardly, while the shelves were piled high with boxes and scrolls.
Remer rummaged through the table, then took two pills from the shelf, intending to have Han Jiang swallow them.
Don't let the cold weather get too cold; grit your teeth and bear it.
No matter how much people tried to persuade him, Han Jiang refused to budge.
“Master…” Lei Ao turned around and said to Lei Mo.
Lei Mo said, "If she doesn't want to take it, then so be it. Anyway, this medicine doesn't have much effect on dissolving spiritual energy."
"Yes." Lei Ao gave up on feeding Han Jiang the medicine and pushed Han Jiang onto the stone platform.
The familiar stone platform, the familiar formation, the familiar human-demon transformation.
Han Jiang thought to himself, why can't I always escape this?
"Wait! Can't you let me die knowing why? Why does it have to be me?" Han Jiang tried to stall for time.
The attempt was discovered.
Remer said, "I'll tell you when you wake up."
Han Jiang couldn't break free; Lei Ao gripped her shoulders tightly.
She was pinned to the stone platform, completely powerless to fight back.
Anyone, please come and save her.
In the past, Han Jiang would have tried to save herself, but now she had no way to do so. The meager spiritual energy in her body was only enough to keep her alive, not enough to protect herself.
Remer said she was a spirit disintegration body.
She seemed to have heard of it somewhere before...
At that time, Han Jiang had just been brought back to the Four Continents Sect by Han Tian. Although the old sect master did not allow Han Jiang to test his spiritual power, Chi Cheng brought a withered tree for Han Jiang to test in order to facilitate the training and statistics of the disciples.
He could remain unharmed by the spiritual energy fluctuations of the Spirit Gathering Altar, yet he couldn't muster any spiritual energy at all.
"Master, why did you take me as your disciple?"
"Because you are exceptionally powerful, possessing strength that no one else has," Han Tian replied.
Han Jiang was very hardworking. She remembered Han Tian saying that she was very capable and that she had extremely high talent.
She must cultivate herself diligently to protect herself from harm.
Following the general election, the Three Gates Treasure Hunt took place, with the Four States Sect selecting the most capable disciples from among their followers.
That day, Han Jiang realized that all his hard work in cultivation was in vain.
She couldn't defeat anyone; she couldn't even ignite a fire talisman.
Han Jiang burst into tears, and only then did Han Tian realize the seriousness of the problem. While telling Han Jiang to keep trying, he also consulted various ancient books.
I finally found a curse in a banned book.
Those who defy the laws of Heaven will be cursed.
They either suffer daily from the struggle of spiritual energy within their bodies, enduring unbearable pain, or their spiritual power dissipates, preventing them from ever cultivating again.
The former possesses extremely strong spiritual power, but it could erupt at any time. The latter can neutralize and become immune to pure magical damage through spiritual power, but it cannot gather spiritual energy.
Both are rare in this world; almost all of them attempt to defy some kind of natural law, such as using improper means to obtain extraordinary spiritual power or avoid injury. Thus, while these people gain power, they also suffer the backlash that comes with it.
The dissipation of the cold's spiritual power was not her wish, but it was indeed the villagers who made her extraordinary through the Spirit Gathering Altar.
Han Tian didn't want to hide the truth from Han Jiang, so he told her the truth. But in order not to hurt her feelings, he promised to find a way to change her constitution.
Bitter herbal medicine, endless baths, and obscure cultivation manuals accompanied Han Jiang year after year.
"Three years, you give your master three years."
At thirteen, Han Jiang still lost completely in the three-way treasure hunt. No matter how much she didn't care, unpleasant comments would still come from those around her.
As Han Tian's only disciple, she was the focus of attention in the Four Continents Sect.
The more grateful Han Jiang felt for Han Tian taking him as a disciple, the more guilty he felt at this moment.
Everyone is saying that Han Tian's apprentice is a useless piece of trash.
"Give me another three years."
Han Jiang trusted the man before her, swallowed all the ridicule and bitterness, and did three more years of useless work.
On the fifteenth day of her coming-of-age ceremony, Hanjiang bestowed upon her the name "Xiaoman," meaning "peace and tranquility at Xiaoman." He also presented Hanjiang with a sword, but she refused it, saying, "Master, give me the sword when I can truly utilize my spiritual power."
At sixteen, there was still no effect.
"Xiaoman, give this to your teacher again..."
"Enough! Three years after three years! If I couldn't do it in the first place, why did you give me hope in the first place!"
Hanjiang didn't want to say anything to Hantian in anger, but at an inopportune moment, she said something that had been accumulating resentment for a long time.
A heavy rain fell for many days.
"Why are you asking me for drinks instead of teaching your disciples at Hanshan?" Cang Jingqi rarely saw Hantian at the restaurant.
“Xiaoman… she hasn’t left the house for three days. I’ve tried to find her, but she won’t see me.” Han Tian stared at the wine in his hand, rubbing the glass, but didn’t drink a drop.
“I don’t care, that’s your apprentice,” Cang Jing retorted. “I did ask you about it, but you insisted on bringing him back.”
Han Tian sighed. The two sat in the restaurant from dawn to dusk. One was deep in thought, while the other looked out the window. They chatted intermittently, but in the end, they didn't finish a pot of wine. When they left, the waiter rolled his eyes at them.
Before heading back, Han Tian made a special detour to another street and bought mung bean cakes, which Han Jiang likes.
Han Jiang sat at her desk, her eyes vacant, unsure of what to do. A book on alchemy lay open in front of her.
She tried refining medicine, forming cores, inscribing talismans, and drawing arrays—she'd tried them all, but without spiritual power, she couldn't do any of them. Staying at the Four Continents Sect was pointless; she'd leave in a few days. There were still ways out after leaving; even without becoming a disciple of a cultivation sect, she could support herself by working for others.
“Xiaoman…” Han Tian was outside the door.
Han Jiang knew she had spoken harshly. Han Tian had brought her back and already given her a good life, but she still felt a burning resentment in her heart that she had to vent.
Han Jiang got up and opened the door: "Master, I was wrong. I will leave the Four Continents Sect in a few days and will not embarrass you anymore."
Han Tian was also upset. He had made a promise but could not keep it. He was very intelligent and had become invincible at a young age. He was too arrogant and thought he would definitely have a way to solve the problem of Han Jiang. In fact, he searched through ancient books but found no solution.
"Xiaoman, it's all my fault. From now on, you don't need to cultivate. Just stay in Hanshan and do whatever you want. If you don't have a monthly allowance, just spend my money." Hantian handed Hanjiang a mung bean cake. "I even bought you a mung bean cake."
"But..." Han Jiang wanted to say that this was not a good idea.
Han Tian saw Han Jiang's concerns: "Stay here, I will take care of you. Remember, we are not only master and disciple, but also family."
Family members will never be separated, no matter what happens.
Hanjiang accepted Hantian's suggestion.
She packed all the books about cultivation into a large box and locked it away, replacing the bookshelves with various collections of storybooks. She didn't participate in morning exercises, missions, or spiritual power tests; no matter how outrageous her actions were, Han Tian would always cover for her.
Her personality became increasingly spoiled, but because she was young, the disciples of the Four Continents Sect would take care of this junior sister when they were away.
Han Tian did not reveal Han Jiang's constitution to the outside world. If the outside world knew that she could not cultivate, she would no longer be able to stay in the Four States Sect.
He shielded Han Jiang from outside speculation and forbade other disciples from gossiping about her behind her back.
Almost everyone in the Four Continents Sect knew that Han Tian had spoiled his disciple.
Cang Jingqi would tease him from time to time, saying, "Why don't you just marry her?"
Han Tian took it as a joke. Over the years, all he felt was guilt towards Han Jiang.
I never expected that this memory would come back at this time.
So that's the whole story. Hanjiang thought Hantian had some kind of psychological problem, which was why he was so nice to her.
In the study of the villa, Han Jiang once discovered a large box of old books, which were proof of the original owner's hard work and dedication.
She came here full of expectations, believing that as long as she worked hard enough, she could make a difference.
With her spiritual power dissipated, even spiritual energy could not be gathered, and her body could even develop an immune response similar to that of antigens and antibodies. That's why she was able to evade the shadowy figure's spiritual power manipulation when she first arrived in this world; that's why she wasn't affected by the Sleeping Grass in Shenlu Valley; and that's why she wasn't disturbed by the mixture of demonic and spiritual energy at the herb farm.
It's hard to say whether this is a blessing or a curse.
Wouldn't that mean he's born with a "good-for-nothing" body?
Lei Ao turned his back to prepare the formation.
Han Jiang spotted Remo from afar.
The risk of human-demon transformation is extremely high; the mad child in Yinzhou is a prime example.
Therefore, Remer chose to experiment with Hanjiang, whose spiritual energy had been neutralized, so that demonic energy and spiritual energy could coexist peacefully within Hanjiang's body.
No wonder Lei Mo used tricks to try and get Han Jiang to follow him into seclusion for cultivation.
So, people go into seclusion in the cave in the morning and are lying on the lab table by noon, right? What a clever scheme!
But Han Tian never mentioned Han Jiang's constitution to anyone, so how did Lei Mo find out?
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