Kid! Young Friend! Fellow Daoist! Senior! Master! I Was Wrong!

Looking at option B, Lu Ping felt that things weren't that simple.

Little B has been acting strangely lately, but the options he gave us this time were surprisingly reasonable.

This is completely unreasonable.

However, the Black-Clad Leader's Storage Ring hasn't been inventoried is indeed a problem.

Is this some kind of "options" thing again?

However, he kept the Storage Ring containing the Nascent Soul Perfection at its peak unused.

That would be a real joke.

Lu Ping chose B.

[You chose B.]

[You hold the Black-Clad Leader's Storage Ring in your palm.]

[You send a wisp of your Divine Sense cautiously into this Storage Ring.]

[A powerful resistance repelled your Divine Sense.]

You frowned.

[You're quite the expert now, you know the ins and outs of Storage Rings like the back of your hand.]

Even for a Nascent Soul cultivator like the Household Ancestor Zhao, the Restrictions on his Storage Ring naturally dissipate after his death.

[Yet the Divine Sense Mark on this ring is still effective.]

He's still alive!

[Before you could withdraw your Divine Sense, the Storage Ring's surface emitted a bright, eerie light.]

[A remnant soul, following your Divine Sense, directly entered between your eyebrows.]

[Heading straight to the Sea of Consciousness.]

[In the next instant, a dark shadow appeared out of Sea of Consciousness in your mind.]

[He scanned your Sea of Consciousness, his voice laced with greed.]

"What a vast Sea of Consciousness!"

"How could a mere Golden Core ant possess such profound abilities? Heaven has not forsaken me!"

[You conjure a form within your Sea of Consciousness and gaze upon him.]

"You're not dead."

The Black-Clad Leader laughed wildly, almost maniacally.

["Ha ha..."]

["Die?"]

"The rule of the Dark Hall is: the living enter, the dead leave."

"How can I get rid of those lunatics if I don't die once?"

He's pointing at you.

"I've painstakingly slaughtered so many mortals, all for the sake of cultivating this Soul Splitting Technique."

"Although the souls of mortals are weak, they are the easiest to digest and have fewer aftereffects."

"My original intention was to use the Thousand Mechanisms Sect to destroy my physical body, annihilate my Nascent Soul, and feign death to escape."

"I thought I'd be trapped in this ring for a hundred years."

"I never imagined that God would send you such a perfect body."

"Haha! This is truly heaven-sent!"

"Boy, offer up your body, and I will live well for you!"

[Good heavens, isn't this just like a personal old man?]

[Unfortunately, it's a possessed version of the old man.]

[The shadowy figure laughed maniacally, transforming into a gigantic maw that lunged down to bite you.]

"I'm very familiar with this business."

[You look at the menacing black shadow in your Sea of Consciousness, and you even feel like yawning.]

[Back then, even a powerful being like the Golden Crow Demon Emperor at the Heavenly Demon Stage, a being at the Integrated Body Level, was utterly defeated and crushed within your Sea of Consciousness.]

[A remnant soul at the Nascent Soul Perfection dares to hold its annual meeting here?]

[Even the shadowy figure of the Nascent Soul was only a few sizes larger than your divine soul.]

[Salty Fish, in effect.]

[The shadowy figure bites into your soul, yet your soul remains completely still.]

["Impossible!"]

[The remnant soul of the Black-Clad Leader cried out in alarm.]

"What kind of spirit do you possess? Why is it so resilient?!"

You did not answer him.

[The next moment, a dark red orb of light appeared behind the shadowy figure and bit down.]

["Ah!"]

[The remnant soul of the Black-Clad Leader let out a scream, and a large chunk of his shadow was instantly torn away.]

He whirled around and saw the Fire Crow Seed that was devouring him, and was utterly horrified.

"How can there be two souls in your Sea of Consciousness?!"

[Two against one.]

[Familiar recipe, familiar taste.]

[In your Sea of Consciousness, the scene of "sharing food" is playing out once again.]

[The remnant soul of the Black-Clad Leader is shrinking at a visible rate.]

He finally got scared.

"Stop! Halt, kid!"

"I was wrong! Young friend! Fellow Daoist! Senior! Master! I was wrong!"

"I'll give you everything in my Storage Ring! I'll help you with your cultivation! Please spare my life!"

[Options pop up.]

[A: Directly and completely obliterate the remnant soul of the Black-Clad Leader, without listening to any nonsense.]

[B: The soul is a good thing. Why don't we keep it for now and try refining it into the Ten Thousand Souls Banner later?]

[C: A Sea of Consciousness Property Management Office was immediately established, demanding that the Black-Clad Leader pay the management fee for the attempted possession, compensation for mental distress, and the intrusion deposit, and sign the "Long-Term Rental Agreement for the Remnant Soul." The agreement stipulated that the remnant soul would pay 10% of its soul power as rent each month.]

Lu Ping looked at B and C, and for a moment he couldn't decide which one to choose.

Without a banner, the path to immortality is severed in half.

Which time traveler wouldn't want to possess a Human Emperor Banner?

But Lu Ping really didn't.

Although Little C remains abstract, it is still a viable approach to long-term exploitation.

But how could one's own Sea of Consciousness allow another's soul to slumber soundly?

Resist temptation.

Lu Ping chose A.

[Salty Fish, in effect.]

[You're swallowing even faster.]

[As your remnant soul shatters, a flood of chaotic and fragmented memories pours into your consciousness.]

[Shedding its skin like a cicada... slaughtering mortals... the secret art of nourishing the soul...]

[It turns out, this guy had wanted to leave the organization called "Dark Hall" for a long time.]

[The Dark Hall's control methods are extremely cruel; once you join, you can never escape them.]

In order to escape, he cultivated a secret technique of splitting his soul, hiding a wisp of his main soul in Storage Ring.

[They also took advantage of the opportunity to carry out "missions" in the Border Regions to massacre ordinary villages.]

[This main soul is nourished by the souls of countless mortals.]

Even his death at the hands of the Thousand Mechanisms Sect was merely part of his "golden cicada shedding its shell" plan.

[As long as the physical body dies and the Nascent Soul is destroyed, the Dark Hall will believe that he has completely disappeared.]

[Then, he can lie dormant in his Storage Ring.]

[One day, I'll find a brilliant but unlucky soul and possess their body, and from then on, life will be wonderful.]

[Unfortunately, he met you.]

[A professional expert in handling "body possession" cases.]

[However, the fate of the Black-Clad Leader also made you somewhat uneasy.]

[To escape the control of the Dark Hall, he was even willing to abandon his physical body and his main soul.]

[The terror of this Dark Hall has once again shattered your expectations.]

[To force a Nascent Soul Perfection Shenjizi to this point, just what kind of monster is Shenjizi behind it all?]

"No... don't..."

"I don't want to die..."

[In his final wails, the remnant soul of the Black-Clad Leader was completely devoured by you and the Fire Crow Seed.]

[Your divine soul orb has grown larger and become more solid.]

[This has also made my perception of the outside world much clearer.]

The golden-red flame patterns on the surface of the Fire Crow Seed grew even brighter, as if it were about to burst into flames at any moment.

[And in the final moments before that remnant soul dissipated, a complete stream of information was clearly imprinted deep within your Sea of Consciousness.]