Chapter 198 And you are the only, and most tempting, food in his eyes.
The dagger shone as brightly as day.
The dark silver sword instantly became completely transparent, bursting out with dazzling light.
The dark patterns on the sword seemed to come alive, swirling wildly and greedily absorbing the drop of essence blood.
A powerful force surged violently into Shen Yuepo's body, following the connection between the drop of blood essence and the sword.
"Well!"
Shen Yuepo's body jolted violently.
At the same time, a sudden change occurred in her mind.
The once tranquil sea of consciousness was suddenly churned up like a lake on which a boulder had been thrown.
Countless fragments of memory erupted wildly.
Among these fragments are majestic immortal mountains, ancient temples and monasteries, scriptures and alchemical furnaces...
More than anything, there was a blurry yet noble and ethereal white figure with a gentle smile.
A blurry image flashes:
A little girl with her hair in two buns and a determined look in her eyes trudged along a steep mountain path.
With each step, he kowtowed, beads of blood seeping from his forehead, yet his eyes shone with an astonishing light as he murmured, "I beg the immortal master... to accept me as your disciple..."
At the mountain peak, Yun Jingyan, dressed in pristine white, smiled as he looked at the little girl kneeling before him, her eyes filled with hope, and asked gently:
Why do you want to become my disciple?
The little girl raised her head, her eyes shining brightly. "I've heard that the Immortal Venerable has a method to prolong life, relieve suffering and bring peace to the people of the four seas. With a single thought of compassion, he benefits all living beings across vast distances. I also want to become a god like the Immortal Master, to protect the world and all living beings!"
Yun Jingyan smiled and said, "Since you are so sincere, from this day forward, you will be my personal disciple."
In the alchemy room, Yun Jingyan taught her to identify spiritual herbs and patiently explained their medicinal properties...
On the sword-training ground, Yun Jingyan stood holding his sword, his robes fluttering. He turned back and smiled at her: "Disciple, have you learned it?"
But then the scene suddenly changed.
A dark dungeon.
Yun Jingyan's gentle and refined face became twisted and crazed.
He held a gleaming knife in his hand and approached her step by step, as she was bound to the stone bed.
The voice was icy and chilling: "Don't be afraid. Once your master attains enlightenment, everything will be over. At that time, whatever you want, your master will find it for you."
In the image, she lies on the stone bed, her eyes showing no fear but only coldness, and she says in a chilling voice:
"I regarded you as my teacher and father, yet you have gone astray and become a demon! You are unworthy to be a teacher! You are not even worthy to be a god and be worshipped by people!"
Upon seeing this, Shen Yuepo in reality let out a painful groan, his body trembled violently, and fine beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.
In his mind's eye, the images representing Yun Jingyan's gentle guidance and teachings intertwined and collided with the final, ferocious and insane image, creating a tremendous impact.
Especially the final scene of her being imprisoned, like a cold, venomous snake, instantly seized her mind.
"Concentrate!"
Just as her consciousness was about to be overwhelmed by the torrent of chaotic memories, a deep voice resounded in her sea of consciousness.
"Look at me! The past is gone! You are nothing but Chen Yuepo!"
Feng Jin's illusory soul had appeared in the center of Shen Yuepo's sea of consciousness at some point.
The fragments of memory containing images of Yun Jingyan were firmly kept outside.
The power of the Fiend not only protected her, but also miraculously resonated with her own spiritual power.
At first, it was just a cycle of power.
It's unclear when exactly, but the pure act of protection and the fusion of power have quietly changed.
Shen Yuepo's sea of consciousness actively entwined with Feng Jin's illusory divine body.
It was a deeper experience than any physical intimacy, even without physical contact.
His divine sense was too domineering, permeating every corner of her sea of consciousness inch by inch.
Shen Yuepo felt a tremor run through his body, and his consciousness involuntarily tried to retreat, but he was firmly entangled by him.
"Don't hide."
Feng Jin's deep voice echoed in her mind, stirring a tingling tremor.
His divine sense transformed into a tangible touch, gently caressing the most sensitive core of her soul.
Shen Yuepo couldn't help but let out a soft hum, her divine sense trembling uncontrollably, like a plucked string, producing a melodious resonance.
Feng Jin's divine sense suddenly became scorching hot, enveloping her like molten lava.
Shen Yuepo felt as if his soul was about to melt, and ripples spread through the depths of his consciousness.
Their consciousnesses intertwined more and more closely, and every touch brought a thrilling, tingling sensation.
"Relax..." Feng Jin's voice carried a seductive magic, yet his divine sense forcefully invaded the deepest part of her consciousness.
Shen Yuepo's consciousness unconsciously followed him, becoming closely entangled with his.
The two streams of consciousness intertwined like vines, inseparable.
She could clearly feel every fluctuation of Feng Jin's divine consciousness, and every slight tremor made her soul tremble.
Time seemed to stand still in the sea of consciousness, with only the joy of spiritual communion constantly rising.
Feng Jin's divine sense suddenly became sharp, piercing into her most vulnerable core of soul like a blade.
Shen Yuepo gasped in surprise, her consciousness convulsing uncontrollably, becoming increasingly entangled with him.
When Feng Jin's consciousness finally slowly withdrew from her sea of consciousness, Shen Yuepo suddenly opened her eyes, her cheeks flushed and her breathing rapid.
She subconsciously looked down at her hands, where the pulsating spiritual light was several times stronger than before, and also carried the unique ghostly aura of Fengjin.
This power... is many times stronger than before!
She even had a feeling that if she were to be attacked by five hundred vengeful ghosts now, she wouldn't need talismans or formations; she could simply use the spiritual light gathered at her fingertips to slay them all with a single sword strike, eradicating all evil spirits.
She suddenly looked up at Feng Jin beside her.
Feng Jin had also opened his eyes, a trace of the afterglow of their merging consciousness still lingering in his dark golden eyes.
A hint of languor and contentment flickered in his eyes.
If you look closely, you can also see a blush on his jade-like ears.
Seeing the shock in Shen Yuepo's eyes, Feng Jin cleared his throat, his voice slightly hoarse, "Don't be too surprised. This power... I only deserve half the credit."
He pointed to the light at her fingertips, "The other half is the result of your blood recognizing you as your master. Your bloodline is now connected, and the cultivation and magical power that were sealed in your previous life are rapidly reviving."
He paused, then added, "What I was doing in your mind just now... was simply helping you adapt to and master it more quickly."
With a thought, Shen Yuepo instantly withdrew the spiritual light from his fingertips, but the powerful force surging within his body remained incredibly real.
She suppressed the turmoil in her heart, but her eyes became unusually bright, like stars in the dark night.
“Feng Jin!” Her voice was filled with unprecedented certainty. “Although this time the memory fragments were painful and chaotic, I seem to have… grasped Yun Jingyan’s weakness.”
Feng Jin's expression turned serious, the languidness in his eyes fading, replaced by a cold glint, as if he had known this all along. He smiled and said, "Tell me."
"If he wants to completely reshape his physical body, he needs my blood!" Shen Yuepo spoke very quickly.
"He reconstructed his physical body, using Xiao Zhentian's bones as the foundational framework, but Xiao Zhentian's bones only provided the form."
“My blood can heal wounds and forge weapons. Without my blood to fully integrate with his body, that new body cannot be maintained for long and may even collapse at any time.”
After listening, Feng Jin nodded approvingly: "That's right. Your blood is not only a holy medicine for him, but also the key to him breaking through his shackles."
Shen Yuepo's eyes lit up. "Then if he can't get my blood, will his physical body be unable to survive?"
Feng Jin pulled her to her feet, and the two of them sank into the soft sofa.
His fingers gently caressed her wrist, his voice deep and resonant, as if it were coming from his chest:
“That’s right. He’s like a starving man right now, and you are the only, and most tempting, food in front of him.”
He will definitely come looking for you, and... it won't be long.
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