Schemes

"Ding."

Space seemed to congeal at that instant.

Under that finger, Golden Core "Xu Sanniang's" eyes gradually lowered, until the light in them vanished.

Her solid body also turned once more into countless wisps of clear qi, transforming into immortal floss that curled around Xu Sanniang's back.

Like strands of hair and vapor, it seeped into her body.

The strange four-winged butterfly beast did the same.

Xu Sanniang, seated cross-legged on the meditation cushion, suddenly opened her eyes.

Divine light blazed like torches, shining forth.

This sort of clear qi could even nourish its host in return?

Startled, Tu Shan Jun was about to reach out and investigate.

But the clear qi transformed into a swarm of fluttering butterflies. To avoid harming her Dao body, he let it go.

He could only marvel at the talent of cultivators with Dao bodies.

Cultivation came as naturally to them as drinking water, without the slightest sense of obstruction.

The mysterious occurrence did not make Tu Shan Jun worried in the least. Instead, joy rose in his heart.

With such talent, why would Sanniang need fear her Dao Path coming to a standstill?

So long as he, the Main Soul of the Soul Banner protecting her Dao, blocked calamities for Sanniang, he could ride her ascending Dao Path and continue his own road, thus achieving the Great Dao.

Even the dead had paths to walk—either sinking into ghost cultivation, or joining corpse to corpse and becoming a zombie.

In any case, they all had their own roads.

But unfortunately, he could scarcely even be called human.

Calling him the Soul Banner's Main Soul, its "artifact spirit," was not quite accurate either. In truth, he himself was the Soul Banner.

The Main Soul was merely a manifestation.

What road could an artifact possibly walk?