Wasteful
"Reiji did pick up a dog, but it's clear that what he picked up was a vicious canine that couldn't be raised. Even a dog knows how to protect its master and the house, but you don't know that."
The weasel muttered an incantation, and the vine demon clenched its fists, resisting the pain, its veins bulging. Its spirit was unstable, visibly rising half a head above its body, leaving a shadowy afterimage.
The vine demon was unwilling to accept this and cursed angrily, "From the beginning to the end, when did I ever say I was a good demon? How good are you? You're just a bunch of country bumpkins who only know how to judge a woman by her beauty! I transformed myself, determined to avoid the troubles of the world and stay in the mountains, learning to save people with the spirit stick and never hurt anyone again. Those demons disliked my appearance and often pointed at me, gossiping behind my back, saying I was imitating others, saying, "A toad wants to replace a swan!" In your wild mountains, I was an ugly vine demon imitating others, but before I came up the mountain, at the feet of the powerful and extravagant emperor, with my appearance at that time, I was also fawned over by countless princes and nobles!"
Hearing this, the weasel's whispering speed seemed to slow down significantly. "But why did they commit such a crime? You shouldn't have killed so many people. You could have found other ways to retaliate without killing people. What does Ling Jian have to do with it?"
"In your eyes, as long as no life is lost and no wounds are shed, it can all be ignored? It can all be considered as not being hurt at all? How illogical! I can't stand people throwing dirty water on me the most. If I did it, it was done. If I didn't do it, it wasn't done! I can't clear myself from what they said. Since I can't clear myself from it, I'll make it a fact. It's better to have a confirmed charge than to have it thrown on me for nothing. Doesn't hurting people with words count as hurting them? They deserve to die!"
"You have a thousand grievances, but they are also their fault. Go find them! Excuses are just excuses! What dirty water? You just want to wash away the evil spirit and replace Ling Kuang! Teng Yao, Ling Kuang and I should not have saved you in the first place! I killed you. If there is any hatred or grudge after death, you can seek revenge on me."
After saying that, the weasel closed his eyes and continued to recite the whisper at a faster pace. The vine monster screamed in pain, and he no longer showed any mercy.
Until the vine monster died, even its soul was burned to ashes by the blood curse drawn by the weasel.
The weasel took out a thick letter and handed it to Yuanli, then took out the demon pill and offered it to her. "My lady, my life has come to an end. I am willing to give you all my demon pill cultivation. Please, after I die, bury this letter and Linggui's true body deep in the back mountains."
"What method do you intend to use?"
"When I was wandering and fleeing, I was captured by some bear monsters and used as food reserves. I once heard them mention a jade hairpin. It was said that the hairpin contained great spiritual power, and all the monsters and ghosts with some ability were vying to find it. Even though I am about to become an immortal, I am just a weasel in the deep mountains. I have only so much experience. I can only take a gamble."
When the weasel said the word "jade hairpin", everyone in the room focused their attention on the hands behind his back.
"Can you let me see your jade hairpin first?"
The weasel took several steps back in a state of alertness. "Miss, although you helped me and are indebted to me, if you want the jade hairpin, I cannot give it to you now. I know I cannot defeat you, even if you openly rob me. But please, let me save Lingluo first."
As soon as he finished speaking, without waiting for anyone to react, the weasel immediately took out the jade hairpin, used the spiritual power reserved in his own cultivation and the hairpin in advance, and sacrificed his own life to activate the spirit gathering formation.
In an instant, countless dazzling red lights emerged from the jade hairpin that the weasel was holding tightly. The golden talismans on the hairpin seemed to come alive, struggling to flow out from the weasel's fist, surrounding the weasel and Lingqi.
Although Yuanli's vision was blurred by the light, she only took a vague glance, and with the help of the unique golden talisman in the world, she immediately confirmed that what the weasel was holding in his hand was the jade hairpin that Emperor Hengjin was looking for.
But she had never heard a single word about the formation that the weasel mentioned. It was hard to say whether the jade hairpin could remain safe and sound in the world after the formation was completed.
It was as if there was a huge invisible force pushing them away. If they moved a little closer, their exposed skin would immediately feel a severe burning sensation, preventing others from getting close.
"If you want her to become a walking monster, go ahead."
The weasel seemed not to hear Cha Suxun's reminder and continued to concentrate on the formation.
"It's true that the Soul-Calming Hairpin does contain immense spiritual power, and it also has the so-called 'resurrection' ability. But you only listened to the nice words. Its so-called resurrection is nothing more than forcibly dragging her scattered consciousness back into her old body. The body will still decay, and only new bodies can be created for her over and over again. Each time, the consciousness will disappear a little, until... it disappears completely..."
As soon as Cha Suxun stepped into the outer circle of the formation, all the golden talismans lingering in the air froze in the air, and the red light converged and became softer as he stepped in.
"This... How is this possible? Who are you?"
"You wanted to bind her consciousness to her true body and then regenerate it, but the amount of consciousness a single jade hairpin can gather is minimal. Even if you succeeded, it would likely disappear before it sprouted. Based on the details you've heard, I'm afraid this jade hairpin won't be able to withstand the backlash."
“Nonsense!”
"This formation ties the lifespan of the resurrected person to your own, meaning they share both their success and their failure, but it doesn't require exchanging lives. You know that one Soul-Suppressing Hairpin isn't enough, and you can only use your lifespan to the best of your ability. I'm explaining this to you because of Ah Li, but I'm short on patience, so I'll leave it at that. It's your choice whether you hand it over or I take it myself."
"Although you have read a few more books and are familiar with some unknown insights in the mortal world, you are still just a mortal. Relying on you? I might as well rely on myself."
Before he finished speaking, the weasel took back the inner elixir that he had just given to Yuanli and forcibly activated the formation. In an instant, blood flowed from the weasel's seven orifices, but he gritted his teeth and endured it.
Cha Suxun turned around and looked at Yuanli outside the formation. Spirit butterflies flew in from all the dark corners, gathered around Cha Suxun and lingered.
The brightest spirit butterfly flew out of Cha Suxun's chest and flew straight towards the soul-calming hairpin in the weasel's hand and stayed there. He just raised his hand slightly, and the soul-calming hairpin immediately flew into Cha Suxun's hand.
Seeing this, the weasel immediately became furious and swung its claws at him with murderous intent. Cha Suxun just turned half a step aside and he missed.
The weasel summoned two swords and rushed towards Cha Suxun, but Cha Suxun only dodged a few moves and stood there motionless as if he was too lazy to dodge. As soon as the weasel approached the half-meter range around him, it would be severely shaken and sent flying.
Cha Suxun's fingers gently stroked the jade hairpin, his eyes full of tenderness.
Suddenly, the weasel was trapped in the air by an invisible force, and felt a strong sense of suffocation. When he felt he was about to suffocate to death, the force threw him out heavily.
"Su Xun, don't!"
Until the weasel finally closed its eyes, he stared at the soul-calming hairpin with reluctance.
"He's not dead, he just fainted." Cha Suxun walked towards her, playing with the jade hairpin, and said through telepathy, "Ali, do you want this jade hairpin? I have ice jade and the best jade craftsmen. I'll make you a few more when I get back. Besides, what it said is not entirely true. The Soul-Calming Hairpin, as the name suggests, calms the soul. Now that you are a celestial being, this spiritual power will not be of much use to your cultivation."
"No, that's not necessary. The ice jade is precious. It would be a waste to make a hairpin for me. I, I want the one in your hand."
"It's really a waste of talent to match you. A mere piece of ice jade is not worthy of you. I will look for someone better."
"No, no, no, that's not what I meant..."
"I know. If you like it, take it. But don't wear it outside. It's easy for ghosts and monsters to snatch it away. It's dangerous."
The moment she got the jade hairpin, Yuanli felt relieved. Fortunately, Cha Suxun had not yet suspected the Emperor.
"That weasel and the spirit beast..."
"Life and death are determined by fate in this world. Resurrection goes against common sense, so how can there be so many opportunities? However, it is not completely impossible. It all depends on whether Chi Huai and it are willing."
"Chi Huai himself can hardly be saved, what else could there be... Wait, you mean the one inside his body..."
"Well, Chi Huai has Ling Kuang's spiritual vine root in his body. I believe the weasel has already raised Ling Kuang's true body in the deep mountains. As long as we take out the spiritual vine root and plant it on the spiritual vine root, and then use the weasel's cultivation to raise it, perhaps, we can grow her out."
"But if the spiritual vine root is taken out, won't Chi Huai die?"
"Taking the spiritual vine is a matter of life and death. There are two solutions at the moment. Either take out the spiritual vine root, or Chi Huai gives up his human life and becomes her nourishment."
Shortly after dawn the next day, my father and the elder sat on the threshold, smoking a grass cigarette. Seeing them rushing home exhausted, Elder Chi Xi immediately stood up and asked anxiously, "How is the matter going? Have you dealt with the female demon?"
"The elders have all been dealt with."
"That's good, that's good. These are our benefactors, right? Thank you so much. Come in, come in and have a seat. We have good wine and delicious food." After saying that, Elder Chi Xi smiled again and pulled Yuan Li over, saying worriedly, "How can we not be worried? The village chief and I heard what Chi Huai had let slip, and we were so anxious we couldn't sleep all night. We wanted to rush up the mountain to provide reinforcements, but Chi Que reported it to the village chief's wife, and she said that if we went, we would only cause more trouble..."
Before the elder could finish his words, his father stood up and interrupted him with a stern face: "That's enough! The children are back and keep chattering. Let's eat!"
"Yes, yes, come in, come in."
Elder Chi Xi quickly greeted the others and tried to lighten the mood. Yuan Li was already feeling sleepy and was eager to finish her breakfast early so that her father and mother could rest assured and catch up on her sleep. However, just as she followed the others through the threshold, her father called out to her, "Chi Li! Stop, follow me."
Seeing her father's serious expression, Yuanli felt her heart tighten and all her sleepiness disappeared.
It's over...
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