Chapter 107 The Spirit-Soothing Stone
Lu Qingheng dodged again. Although he was a prince, he had been frail since childhood and was closely watched by those around him. He had never seen such a bold woman trying to seduce him before, and he couldn't help but blush with anxiety. He looked at the woman in red and said seriously:
"Young lady, please have some self-respect!"
Seeing that he didn't appreciate her efforts, the woman in red was displeased: "Does my lord find my appearance too ugly?" She feigned a mournful expression. If the young man in front of her hadn't been such a stunning beauty that she had never seen before, she certainly wouldn't have wasted her breath on him and would have taken his essence directly.
But she had never seen such a handsome man before, and the woman in red was truly reluctant to kill him.
"Miss, I need to go out."
Lu Qingheng considered leaving, but found there was no door. As soon as he turned around, the woman in red came close again and reached out to hug him. Fortunately, he had been practicing martial arts with Han Wei for the past six months, which had made him much more agile, and Lu Qingheng managed to dodge and avoid being hugged by the woman in red.
But the woman in red, who had just picked up an empty bag, was truly enraged. Her eyebrows shot up in anger: "What an ungrateful man!"
With a wave of her hand, vines sprouted from the ground and bound Lu Qingheng's hands and feet. Bound, Lu Qingheng struggled but felt no pain. He was utterly shocked to see the woman in red using sorcery. What...what was going on? Was she...was she really not human?
Lu Qingheng was bound tightly, and the more he struggled, the tighter the bindings became. Seeing his terrified and anxious appearance, the woman in red laughed loudly: "You can't escape, so why don't you just submit to me?"
As she spoke, she reached out to touch Lu Qingheng's handsome face, but before her fingers could even touch him, a beam of light shot out and severed her entire arm.
"ah--"
The woman in red let out a scream.
She turned around and saw that Han Wei had appeared there at some point.
Upon seeing Han Wei, Lu Qingheng exclaimed with delight, "Daoist Master!"
With a wave of her hand, Han Wei caused all the vines binding Lu Qingheng to vanish. The woman in red, having lost an arm, turned pale and lost all color in her face, and tried to flee. But before she could even turn around, Han Wei appeared before her. Han Wei's gaze was icy, and she reached out and grabbed Lu Qingheng's neck, a blue light emanating from her hand.
The woman in red screamed as her body turned to ashes in a blue light.
After she turned to ashes, a pale golden gem shone within them. Han Wei waved her hand, and the gem flew towards her, landing in her palm. Han Wei exclaimed in surprise, "The Spirit-Soothing Stone!"
No wonder, this mountain demon's cultivation was so weak that I didn't even notice her presence at first. It turns out it was because of this Spirit-Breathing Stone. The Spirit-Breathing Stone is an even rarer treasure than the Spirit-Breathing Grass and Spirit-Breathing Flower. With this, I won't have to worry about my Wood Spirit Body being easily exposed in the future.
"Taoist Master?"
Lu Qingheng stared at the pile of ashes, his face filled with surprise and a belly full of questions.
"Master, what... what is this?"
Han Wei glanced at the ashes on the ground and said, "Just a mandrill."
Although the spiritual energy in the Lan Shang Realm is thin, it is not devoid of it; millions of years ago, it was a realm abundant in spiritual energy. Due to the decline of spiritual energy, the lineage of cultivators gradually died out, and the demon race here became increasingly weak, eventually leading to their extinction.
These mountain goblins are among the few remaining demonic creatures.
"This...this really is a monster?" Lu Qingheng was very surprised.
"Your Highness, rest assured, she's dead. Let's go!" Han Wei said, grabbing Lu Qingheng's hand and teleporting him out of the mountain demon's cave. Inside the cave were many skeletons, but Han Wei prevented Lu Qingheng from seeing them.
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The bright moon shone on the mountaintop, and suddenly two figures appeared on the mountaintop.
The boy, who had suddenly teleported to the mountaintop, looked around in astonishment, his face filled with disbelief. He glanced at the sky, the surrounding mountains, and the sea of clouds in the distance, then looked at Han Wei.
Han Wei, standing before him, wore a light blue Taoist robe, her appearance elegant and refined, with a touch of ethereal grace. He smiled and said, "Taoist Master, you are indeed an immortal!"
Han Wei no longer denies it, saying, "I'm not an immortal, just a cultivator. I'm still a long way from becoming an immortal."
"Become an immortal? Can mortals really become immortals?" Lu Qingheng's eyes were filled with endless imagination as he looked at Han Wei with excitement.
Han Wei nodded.
"Can I cultivate immortality with the Taoist priest?" Lu Qingheng asked with a smile.
Seeing the expectant look on his face, Han Wei felt a pang of pain in her heart and turned away. Seeing her silence, Lu Qingheng asked, "Daoist Master? What's wrong?"
“Cultivating immortality requires spiritual roots.” Han Wei clenched her fist, her hand hidden in her sleeve. Lu Qingheng in her previous life didn’t have spiritual roots, and he still didn’t now. He didn’t have spiritual roots, nor did he possess a special physique. No matter how many times she tested it, the result remained the same.
He has no way to cultivate immortality.
"Don't I have spiritual roots?" Lu Qingheng's voice was filled with disappointment.
"Your Highness, people with spiritual roots are extremely rare, perhaps one in a million," Han Wei could only offer him this consolation.
The young man in white stood before Han Wei, the moonlight illuminating his incomparably handsome face. After a brief moment of disappointment, he quickly regained his usual gentle smile and said:
"The imperial physicians used to say I wouldn't live past twenty. Now I can be as lively and energetic as a normal person, which is already a blessing from heaven. Living to a hundred is enough. How can I be greedy and hope for immortality?"
Han Wei looked at his clean and bright smile, but her heart felt like it was being cut by a knife. Heaven had given her a second chance, so why didn't it just grant her this one wish and let Lu Qingheng have a spiritual root?
Why?
In his past life, he was a genius like Gu Qi, so why is he now a mortal without spiritual roots? Even if he can have spiritual roots in his next life, he will no longer be Lu Qingheng.
Han Wei was extremely unwilling.
He could let it go, but she was unwilling to accept it.
"Daoist Master, can you tell me about cultivating immortality?" Lu Qingheng asked.
Han Wei looked into his eyes and said, "Your Highness, cultivating immortality is not as wonderful as you imagine. Although one can attain immortality through cultivation, the path to immortality is full of battles, struggles, and deceit. A slight misstep can lead to death, the dissipation of one's soul, and even the chance to be reincarnated."
Seeing her somber expression, Lu Qingheng said, "It seems you've been through a lot. But there must have been some good things too."
Han Wei smiled at him:
"Yes, I do. But it's very late today, I'll tell you another time. Let's go back!"
Lu Qingheng nodded.
Han Wei walked forward with him.
After they left, a kitten with heterochromatic eyes appeared on a high pine tree. The kitten flicked its tail, stretched its body, looked at the bright moon in the night sky, yawned, and looked lazy.
Han Wei and Lu Qingheng returned to the Taoist temple. The next morning, Lu Qingheng came to find Han Wei, begging her to tell him about the cultivation world. Han Wei had no choice but to tell him bits and pieces. Lu Qingheng seemed to have become a curious child, pestering her all day long with questions.
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