Soul Spirit Destroyed

"Our Donghai Spirit Transfer Pagoda offers eight hundred and seventy-three choices of ten-year White Soul Spirits and three hundred and twenty-one choices of hundred-year Yellow Soul Spirits. Ten-year White Soul Spirits cost seventy thousand, while hundred-year Yellow Soul Spirits cost one million. Which would you like to purchase?"

Ever since his last Soul Spirit purchase, Lin Xiuran had been saving money. Thanks to the business acumen from his previous life and the advantages of being a Soul Master, he had earned quite a bit despite his young age.

But it was nowhere near one million Federal currency. Over the years, he had only saved five hundred and ten thousand Federal currency.

However, Lin Xiuran had memorized these prices during his previous visit. He would not have come if he could not afford one. A ten-year Soul Spirit was still not suitable for them, after all. This was his second Soul Ring.

"Here, this is my student ID."

The staff member took Lin Xiuran's student ID, glanced it over, then nodded. "You qualify for a fifty percent discount."

Eastsea Academy had close ties with the Donghai Spirit Transfer Pagoda. Every Eastsea Academy student received a half-price discount when obtaining their first three Soul Rings.

Lin Xiuran browsed the large screen for a while before spotting a green bird-type Soul Spirit. It appeared to be a Wind Attribute Soul Spirit, making it a relatively good fit for him.

Once he had made his choice, the rest was simple. The staff member retrieved a Soul Spirit Ball and handed it to Lin Xiuran. The entire process was swift. As for fusing with a Soul Spirit, it was very convenient. He only needed to find a quiet place and could do it himself, without assistance from the staff.

"Could you help me find a room? I need to fuse with my Soul Spirit." Lin Xiuran glanced at the Soul Spirit Ball in his hand before asking the staff member beside him.

Naturally, that was no problem. Though Soul Spirits could be fused anywhere, the Spirit Pagoda also provided quiet spaces for those who purchased them.

Lin Xiuran truly had nowhere better to go right now. Fusing here at the Spirit Pagoda was the best option, at least no one would disturb him.

After entering the room provided by the Spirit Pagoda, Lin Xiuran stopped hesitating and immediately began fusing with the Soul Spirit.

At the same time, the Spirit Pagoda staff received Lin Xiuran's basic information. It was all very straightforward, since he had awakened his Martial Soul here.

"His spiritual power is very high. It's a pity that his Martial Soul quality is far too low."

The person in charge of the Eastsea City Spirit Pagoda held Lin Xiuran's file and sighed with regret. At the same time, he found it strange. A Soul Master with such spiritual power had such a low-quality Martial Soul. What a bizarre thing.

Guyue also saw Lin Xiuran's information, and her eyes narrowed slightly. She had just met this person, and he had left quite a deep impression on her.

Yet for some reason, her memories of what had happened in the elevator had become hazy. She had completely forgotten the details, remembering only that she had met Lin Xiuran.

After leaving the elevator, she had suddenly felt weak all over. She had assumed it was because the seal on her power was unstable, after all, part of her body was missing—Na'er. She had not suspected that it had anything to do with Lin Xiuran. At the time, she had not sensed anything unusual about him. But now, it seemed things were not that simple.

Guyue's gaze deepened as she stood on one of the Spirit Pagoda's higher floors, looking into the distance. For some reason, she felt as though something was missing from her heart, yet she had no idea what it was. The feeling left her somewhat lost.

Meanwhile, Lin Xiuran, who was absorbing the Soul Spirit in his room, encountered a serious problem.

He had fused with a Soul Spirit once before, so he naturally knew what to do. He began almost as if it were second nature.

But the process was not so simple. Hundred-year Soul Spirits possessed faint wills, which Soul Masters could sense during absorption. Yet this time, Lin Xiuran clearly felt that the little green bird became like a startled cat the moment it approached his Sea of Consciousness, flying aimlessly and wildly within it.

This threw Lin Xiuran's Sea of Consciousness into brief turmoil, affecting him as well.

He hurriedly used meditation to stabilize his mind, and the little bird calmed down somewhat. But at that very moment, a sudden surge of flames completely engulfed his Sea of Consciousness.

It came with incredible speed. Not only did Lin Xiuran fail to react, but the bird Soul Spirit did as well.

The Soul Spirit bird, which had only just calmed down, was instantly burned to ashes by the flames, transforming into a stream of pure energy that flowed into the depths of his Sea of Consciousness.

His hundred-year Soul Spirit had actually been burned to death inside his own Sea of Consciousness!

Lin Xiuran had no idea where those flames had come from. All along, his Martial Soul Element Attribute had been wind.

The flames left Lin Xiuran completely baffled. But before he could think further, the sensation brought by the flames seemed to pass from his Sea of Consciousness into his physical body the very next instant.

He felt unbearably hot. Heat radiated from within him, and his entire body was drenched in sweat. His clothes were completely soaked through and clung uncomfortably to his skin. Beads of sweat covered his forehead, constantly streaming down his cheeks before dripping onto the floor.

The burning sensation did not fade. Instead, it intensified further. When it nearly reached its peak, the scorching heat gradually subsided, only for an itchy, numb sensation to spread through every limb and bone, as though countless tiny insects were crawling out from every part of his body.

The feeling nearly made Lin Xiuran cry out, but while in meditation, he could not make a sound.

This continued for a long time before gradually fading away only when Lin Xiuran was on the verge of no longer being able to endure it.

The sensations in his body vanished, but the flames in his Sea of Consciousness continued. His first Soul Spirit did not escape either. The unknown flames burned it to ashes as well, turning it into another stream of energy that burrowed into the depths of his Sea of Consciousness.

Only after burning his Sea of Consciousness completely clean did the flames finally begin to subside.

But everything was not over. Almost in the very next moment, Lin Xiuran's Sea of Consciousness was instantly enveloped by dazzling Nine-Colored Light Flame.

The Nine-Colored Light Flame slowly condensed, eventually forming the shape of a phoenix—a Nine-Colored Phoenix.

Even though it was merely a shape formed from energy with no physical body, Lin Xiuran could still see just how beautiful, how magnificent and resplendent the phoenix was.

When the Nine-Colored Phoenix appeared, Lin Xiuran felt an extraordinary familiarity, as though they were connected by blood.

After lingering for a while, the Nine-Colored Phoenix slowly dispersed and vanished into his Sea of Consciousness.

At the same time, Lin Xiuran was forced out of his Sea of Consciousness. His awareness returned to his body, and he opened his eyes.

What he did not see was that, deep within his Sea of Consciousness, the dispersed Nine-Colored Phoenix slowly transformed into two spheres of energy.

One sphere was green, representing the Wind Attribute, while the other was red, representing the Fire Attribute. However, the fiery sphere did not appear as full as the green one, as though something was missing. The two spheres hung side by side in the depths of his Sea of Consciousness, looking remarkably tranquil.

Below the two spheres was a purple sphere of energy, within which seven-colored light flickered from time to time.