novelhk Chapter 1066 Tang Wutong's Soul Returns
Chapter 1066 Tang Wutong's Soul Returns
Chapter 1066 Tang Wutong's Soul Returns
To provide a new home for aging soul beasts, or those that have lost their chance to survive in the forest due to injuries.
After witnessing fate, Qiu'er's worldview suddenly expanded.
In her view, the current conflict between the two major races is better addressed through guidance than suppression.
Just as she was pondering this, Tang Wutong's voice rang out again.
"Three-Eyed Golden Lion, I have been summoned. I must return."
Qiu'er froze on the spot.
"What's wrong? Look at my powerful muscles! Aren't they impressive!" The Snow Wolf King, Da Bai, was still showing off his agile body.
"Little Fox"
"What's wrong?" Ye Nanxiao turned his head to look at him, his chubby face still being held back by Xue Di.
"Tang Wutong's soul is going back, right now!" Qiu'er said.
As soon as she finished speaking, a gray light flashed in Qiu'er's eyes.
All the defensive mechanisms Ye Nanxiao left in her body were activated.
"Now?!"
Without time to think too much, Ye Nanxiao instantly activated his domain.
In the midst of extreme cold, the power of the soul is superimposed.
Xiao Ye No. 4 and Xiao Ye No. 3 suddenly appeared on top of the two carriages.
"Relax, don't be afraid, I'm here for you."
Ye Nanxiao reached out and grasped Qiu'er's hand, his pupils filled with a gray light, and mysterious gray characters floated around him.
The Soul-Suppressing Bell and the Soul-Suppressing Tower floated on Ye Nanxiao's left and right sides respectively.
Qiu'er felt incredibly at ease looking into those eyes that were filled with a deathly coldness.
Slowly close your eyes and immerse yourself in your mental world.
When he opened his eyes again, Tang Wutong's soul was floating in front of him, her face showing anxiety.
Unlike last time, this time, Tang Wutong's soul transformed into a wisp of smoke from the lower half, proving that she was no longer bound to Qiu'er's soul.
"Three-Eyed Golden Lion, my soul must have left behind some methods. Remember what I'm about to say! You must guard your mind! Don't lose yourself! Especially if you feel sleepy! Absolutely do not fall asleep!"
Before Qiu'er could even wonder, Tang Wutong closed her eyes, and her entire soul transformed into a ball of light.
The sphere of light continued to expand.
Qiu'er finally understood what Tang Wutong meant by what she had just said.
Her destiny power and primal power are being drained away!
The method Tang Wutong mentioned was to take away her power!
The first thing targeted was the Golden Dragon Spear.
The Golden Dragon Spear was caught by several streams of air and continuously compressed.
The golden dragon bloodline that Qiu'er had conjured was disappearing like grains of sand.
The power of fate is being captured in a vast net.
Qiu'er panicked immediately; this was going to "break her to pieces"!
"Hold fast to your senses!"
Ye Nanxiao murmured softly, and the Soul-Suppressing Tower split into two streams of power, enveloping Qiu'er and him. The Soul-Shocking Bell also extended a beam of light, landing on Qiu'er.
In the world of souls, a phantom bell suddenly fell upon Qiu'er's body.
"May the Soul protect you!"
The forces that were being divided suddenly stopped.
Above Ye Nanxiao's head stood the Soul-Suppressing Tower, from which he used soul magic to conjure chains that enveloped the power of destiny.
In terms of importance, the power of fate is the foundation of Qiu'er's existence.
The Golden Dragon Bloodline was created by her using a trace of her own bloodline as a blueprint. As long as Qiu'er is still alive, the Golden Dragon Bloodline can be regenerated.
As for the Golden Dragon Spear, it originally belonged to the Golden Dragon King, not Qiu'er. Even if she loses it, it won't have a significant impact on Qiu'er's combat power.
Therefore, Ye Nanxiao chose to prioritize protecting Qiu'er's power of destiny.
"The mirage is completely stained, the soul is deceitful."
Ye Nanxiao formed a hand seal, and layers of magic circles appeared on the power of destiny, shining like a mirror.
The runes connect to form sentences, surrounding the power of destiny.
Qiu'er cleared her mind of all distractions and focused on cultivating, stabilizing her mental state.
Tang Wutong's soul will not stay there indefinitely, nor will it remain because her father's attempt to seize it failed.
She rose gradually, her light becoming increasingly dazzling, but at the same time, she became increasingly transparent.
She's really leaving.
Outside, a bright light flew out from Qiu'er's forehead, and then a small spacetime rupture suddenly formed, creating a miniature channel.
The ball of light entered the passage, and at the same time, it brought out two slightly smaller golden balls of light from Qiu'er's body.
As the golden light left her body, Qiu'er trembled all over, her brows furrowed, her teeth clenched, and she occasionally let out a muffled groan, seemingly in great pain.
The next moment, Ye Nanxiao suddenly opened his eyes and murmured a song that seemed to have been born in ancient times.
One by one, rune characters emerged from Ye Nanxiao's body, detached, and merged into Qiu'er's body.
In Ye Nanxiao's eyes, Qiu'er's soul had developed cracks because she was missing a portion of the Golden Dragon bloodline power.
The Sea God's binding methods were too deep; Ye Nanxiao only had time to protect Qiu'er's power of destiny in a short period of time.
If he hadn't been unwilling to be tougher, a forceful attack would have only damaged Qiu'er's soul.
"It's so inconvenient not having divine power!"
Ye Nanxiao wiped the sweat from his forehead.
"I'll have to forge a new spear for my little darling later."
Seemingly due to the loss of part of her Illusionary Bloodline and the Golden Dragon Spear, a strand of hair on the left side of Qiu'er's forehead became withered and dull, its original silver luster disappearing and turning into a silent white.
Qiu'er slowly opened her eyes, her gaze dim, and opened her mouth, but could not utter a word.
Ye Nanxiao bit his fingertip, forcing out a drop of blood, and brought it to Qiu'er's lips.
A strong, exotic fragrance wafted over, causing Qiu'er to open her mouth wide and swallow the drop of essence blood.
A warm sensation spread from his throat to the surroundings.
"Wow, it's alive!"
Qiu'er felt her body regain its vitality, and the defects within her body were rapidly regenerating.
"I failed to protect the Golden Dragon Spear, so I'll forge you a new one later." Ye Nanxiao rubbed his temples wearily.
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"It's settled then. Actually, I still have the weapon given to me by the Lord. At most, my usual attack life steal is gone, but it's not a big problem," Qiu'er comforted Ye Nanxiao.
She knew how dangerous the robbery had been; her soul had been filled with terror during the process, as if she were about to be torn to pieces.
Fortunately, his soul and the power of destiny were preserved.
She'll get the Golden Dragon Spear back from Tang Wutong later!
"But speaking of which, that bastard Tang Wutong is really ruthless! She took away almost a fifth of my bloodline in one go."
"She's now my daughter, isn't she?"
Qiu'er analyzed with a wise expression.
Ye Nanxiao blinked and pursed his lips.
He was bewildered by Qiu'er's sudden train of thought.
But upon closer reflection, he realized that there seemed to be some truth to it.
Having Qiu'er's bloodline means being connected by blood.
Moreover, it was taken from Qiu'er, which is equivalent to the child receiving a gift from the mother.
Hmm... Tang Wutong, you've been given a seniority boost!
Ye Nanxiao carefully examined Qiu'er's soul and confirmed that there were no methods left behind by the Sea God.
Qiu'er quietly absorbed Ye Nanxiao's drop of essence blood. Nourished by that immense life energy, her complexion gradually became rosy, and two blushes began to bloom.
"Tang Wutong, she even told you her true destiny. Do you hate her?" Ye Nanxiao withdrew his domain and leaned back in his chair.
Qiu'er shook her head slightly. Did she hate Tang Wutong?
She didn't feel hatred, nor did she feel any sadness or disappointment.
It's like someone you weren't particularly close to, but who wasn't exactly an enemy, has left; at most, it's just that you finally have some peace and quiet.
Tang Wutong only bothered her for a few days.
As for the stolen bloodline power and the Golden Dragon Spear
"Later, I'll beat her so badly she can't get out of bed! I'll personally take back the Golden Dragon Spear!" Qiu'er said calmly, then lay back down on Ye Nanxiao's lap, closed her eyes, and instantly fell asleep.
"That's up to you. Whether you hate it or not is up to you." Ye Nanxiao gently brushed the strands of hair off Qiu'er's face.
Perhaps her soul was affected, because Qiu'er remained asleep for the rest of the journey.
Occasionally, she would talk in her sleep, such as, "Little fox, would you like to stay with me forever with Sister Brigitte? Sister Brigitte would be willing too."
This resulted in Ye Nanxiao suffering a lot of ear-pulling punishment from Jiang Nannan.
But this time the fox was truly innocent; he hadn't even had a chance to discuss it with Brigitte.
No, we were talking to Brigitte about matters concerning the soul, not what the little rabbit was thinking!
Although Brigitte's voluptuousness made the fox's soul tremble.
Ten thousand miles away, in Haotian's secret chamber, in Niu Tian's secret room.
The temperature here is about ten degrees lower than outside. The entire chamber is made of unknown crystals and metal ores, and there is even an artificial lake here.
Huo Yuhao knelt by the door of the secret chamber, his eyes filled with urgency.
Titan, standing to the side, had a gloomy expression, crossed his arms, and stared fiercely at Huo Yuhao, exuding an aura that kept strangers at bay.
Niu Tian squatted by the artificial lake, whose water was a light emerald green and full of vitality.
In the middle of the lake, a crystal-clear stone bed floated, and Wang Dong'er lay on it.
Beside her was a white flower that was gradually withering.
Niu Tian quietly squatted by the lake, while Titan stood quietly.
Huo Yuhao knew he was in the wrong and dared not speak. He simply knelt down, praying in his heart for a miracle to happen.
From his unseen perspective, immense blue energy was constantly stirring the white flowers, and the power of the Love-Sickness Grass was nourishing the body and the sea of spirit of the King of Stomachs, Dong'er.
Niu Tian didn't say anything harsh to Huo Yuhao, not even more than five sentences; he was waiting.
Given Wang Dong'er's background, it was destined that her treatment could only be carried out by her father.
Suddenly, a spatial rift appeared, gradually expanding to form a spatial passage.
A ball of light peeked out from it, and then gradually transformed into a butterfly.
Behind the butterfly followed a small golden dragon and a small golden gun that looked like a toothpick.
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