Zhou Lingchuan was a Sword Cultivator, so he also tempered his body. His physical strength had always surpassed that of ordinary cultivators, and with the care of a Sect Master for a master, the body-tempering resources he acquired were also superior. That was why he had managed to hold on while his divine soul was out of his body.
This also revealed, from another angle, the gap between disciples with masters and those without. Thus, even though Yunxi had accepted only Nominal Disciples, those ten had become the objects of envy and jealousy among the sect's disciples.
Yunxi put away Ziyan, then, still uneasy, sent in another thread of divine sense to inspect him. Only after confirming that there were no other divine souls within Zhou Lingchuan's body did she form a hand seal and return Zhou Lingchuan from the Soul-Collecting Mirror to his body.
The instant Zhou Lingchuan's divine soul returned to its proper place, he felt pain screaming through his entire body. He examined his Meridians and Dantian with his divine sense and discovered that his Meridians had widened and his Dantian had expanded by a full circle. In the next instant, metal-element spiritual energy surged toward him in a mad rush.
The moment Yugeng saw that his second disciple was about to break through, he swept Zhou Lingchuan up, cupped his hands toward Yunxi, and first sent him back to his own peak.
Only after the master and disciple had left did Haohui speak.
"Ranxi, how do you intend to deal with Sheng Yuhong's divine soul?"
Yunxi rubbed the black Storage Bracelet around her wrist and said,
"Sheng Yuhong is Yugeng's Personal Disciple, after all. Yugeng and my master are fellow disciples; if not for the monk's sake, then for the Buddha's. I cannot simply watch him