Hospital.
"His soul is no longer in this realm," the Fengdu Emperor, who had rushed over, roused Shang Yan.
Shang Yan was indeed awake, but he kept his head down and sat quietly on the bed.
Her hands trembled slightly as she cupped Shang Yan's face in her hands.
Those once clear and bright eyes have lost their luster, leaving only an abyss-like emptiness.
"Yan Yan?" Zhou Ping called out tentatively.
The room was completely silent. Shang Yan just stared blankly ahead, offering no response.
When Zhou Ping met those empty eyes, his heart skipped a beat, and a dull pain shot through him.
"How could this be... there's no way to bring him back?" He hugged Shang Yan tightly, feeling somewhat helpless. "Right... he said before that if he used too many abilities, he would be found by others, like the Soul Summoning ability."
Upon hearing this, the Emperor of Fengdu stroked his chin and pondered for a moment.
"They must still be alive, but their souls have been summoned back. However, if the other side can summon them, then of course we can too."
He's a professional when it comes to matters of the soul.
However, he glanced at Zhou Ping, who was already somewhat speechless, and sighed softly.
"It's not certain that it will succeed. After all, he's not a god of this world. In fact, it depends more on his own will." This soul summoning isn't for ordinary people, and since they don't know where or when Shang Yan is, there's a high chance of failure.
Upon hearing this, Zhou Ping lowered his eyes, his dark pupils churning with emotion. "Then... what is needed to summon a soul?"
Will Shang Yan be willing to come back?
He had heard 019 say that Shang Yan was originally a visitor from outer space who came to this world by accident.
Now that he's been summoned away by someone from another realm... Shang Yan must have been willing to accept that, right?
The thought of this possibility sent a sharp pain through Zhou Ping's heart. He held the soulless body in his arms, feeling utterly empty inside.
If only... Shang Yan hadn't used his ability.
Seeing his sorrowful expression, the Emperor of Fengdu reached out and patted Zhou Ping on the shoulder.
"Take it easy. If the soul summoning fails, you can just go find him when you're strong enough."
Zhou Ping looked like he had lost his wife, which was quite alarming. One was afraid that he might do something rash and commit suicide out of love.
The key point is that Shang Yan is not dead yet.
"However, this soul-loss disease is probably incurable in the short term," the Emperor of Fengdu said, reaching out to pat Shang Yan's face. "There is hope as long as you are alive. Don't do anything foolish."
Zhou Ping nodded slowly, gave a soft "hmm," and then stared blankly at the quiet Shang Yan.
“This is a spirit bell. Take it and wave it near his ear…” The Emperor of Fengdu handed out a bell. “Actually, someone else can wave it, but it’s more effective if someone close to you uses it.”
Seeing that Zhou Ping had accepted the soul-summoning bell, he felt slightly relieved and turned to leave.
Zhou Ping looked at the soul-summoning bell in his hand and shook it gently.
Lost in thought, Shang Yan lay quietly in his arms, unresponsive.
"Where did you go..."
He hugged Shang Yan tightly, with astonishing strength.
The person in his arms curled up slightly, seemingly unaccustomed to the intensely hot embrace.
But it slowly closed its eyes. Its soul was gone, and its body instinctively wanted to fall asleep.
The door creaked open, and Ye Fan looked at Zhou Ping, who was tightly holding Shang Yan, and sighed softly.
“Um…”, he opened his mouth, seemingly trying to figure out how to begin, “Just now, before the Emperor of Fengdu left, he told me that his life essence resides in you…”
Upon hearing this, Zhou Ping ripped off the green crystal from the end of his hair and handed it to the person in his arms.
"No, what he meant was that if you want this body to be healthy, it's best to keep it close to you. That divine spark was a gift from him to you, and as it stands... only you can use it."
Having lost his soul, Shang Yan was no different from a puppet. Without consciousness, he couldn't use this divine spark at all.
"You must take this divine essence with you, and keep it by your side."
Only by being near Zhou Ping, with the nurturing aura of the laws of life, could Shang Yan's body avoid...death.
In other words, it's about keeping things fresh.
Zhou Ping was taken aback upon hearing this, but then he understood what Ye Fan meant.
He managed a strained smile, but couldn't manage a proper laugh.
"Here, take this." Ye Fan handed over a silver necklace. "You can put the crystal inside and wear it."
Wearing it at the end of my hair is too risky; I'm afraid that the green crystal might fall off if I'm not careful.
"Thank you," Zhou Ping said, taking the necklace and putting it around his neck.
Seeing his gloomy gaze, she quietly thanked him and then simply circled Shang Yan.
Ye Fan opened his mouth, "No need to thank me... Actually, I was also at fault..."
“…” Zhou Ping was silent for a moment, then shook his head, “It’s not your fault.”
“They’re the ones in the wrong,” he said, looking up at the sky with a cold expression. “But I am too.”
He's not strong enough yet.
If he could have broken through the human ceiling and entered the divine realm earlier... even faster, Shang Yan wouldn't have needed to...
Ye Fan opened his mouth and raised his hand, as if he wanted to say something.
"If there's nothing else, could you give us some peace and quiet?" Zhou Ping lowered his eyelids, his thick, long eyelashes trembling slightly. This was the first time he had ever made such a request to someone.
Ye Fan nodded quickly, "Okay, then I'll be going now. Contact us if you need anything."
He quickly left the ward, gently closed the door, and walked outside.
Outside, standing by the door, just about to peek out, Ye Fan tugged at her arm.
"He said he wanted some peace and quiet, so let's not disturb him."
"...Hmm, I just heard from that senior that Shang Yan is in a situation where it's possible for him to come back?" Guan Zai stopped looking around and turned around to ask in a low voice.
After Ye Fan pulled him away, she stood at the corner of the hospital corridor, shook her head with a troubled expression, and said, "Difficult."
Guan Zai's expression changed, "Then Zhou Ping..."
She's so young, won't she be widowed?
"Not necessarily. Maybe the Soul-Summoning Bell will work in Zhou Ping's hands," Ye Fan said solemnly.
He answered another call, looking apologetically at Guan Zai, "I have some things to take care of, so I'll leave this place to you..."
"Master Chen is also in this hospital, in the ward next to Shang Yan's. I'll have to trouble you and Lu Wuwei to look after them."
Guan agreed and watched Ye Fan leave before walking towards Master Chen's ward.
He should check on Master Chen's condition first. Shang Yan is being looked after by Zhou Ping, so he doesn't need to worry about him.
In the next ward, Zhou Ping's expression changed slightly as he watched 019 suddenly appear with a bang.
Why are you still here?
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