Obsession

Flames rose, igniting from within.

A raging Lie Yan burns within my heart and soul.

Like a miniature fire dragon, it constantly darted through Fu Hua's body, trying to damage her meridians, but was always blocked by a layer of red membrane when it touched her, constantly crashing and then being absorbed.

Destroy, block, absorb

This process repeated itself, and the little fire dragon that entered the body grew weaker and weaker until it finally disappeared completely.

Thus, the cycle of reincarnation began.

One disappears, another fills the gap, it never ends.

The concept of time became increasingly blurred. Fu Hua didn't even know which small fire dragon had darted in, watching them destroy things and then disappear.

Within his soul, a feather drifted—it was the crimson Yu Du Chen.

Countless small fire dragons that had entered the soul swam around it, like carp returning to the sea, leaping up from time to time and splashing Sisi, but they were quickly absorbed by Yu Du Chen.

The crimson feathers became even more vibrant, and the patterns on the feathers became increasingly clear, outlining vivid wings.

Yu Du Chen is evolving

The Divine Key, originally created by humans to fight the Herrschers, is now undergoing unknown changes.

One piece, two pieces, three pieces...

Within Fu Hua's soul, more and more crimson feathers appeared, gradually covering the little fire dragon's figure, and even Fu Hua herself.

"What's going on? Has Yu Du Chen lost control?"

Before she could even process that one sentence, Fu Hua's consciousness was engulfed by a shower of crimson feathers, and then, she saw...

Outside, after the fire dragon engulfed Fu Hua's body, it formed a fireball, with the dragon's body circling around her, completely submerging her body in the heavenly fire, Primal Skyfire began to burn.

Fu Hua's consciousness dissipated as the Yu Du Chen enveloped her, and the Honkai Energy that had been under her control instantly merged into her body. Her fair and delicate skin was exposed, and the heavenly fire continuously licked the unsuspecting girl.

The ends of the hair were curly, the skin was charred black, and a large amount of water had been lost from the body. The blood flowing in the veins could be clearly seen on the skin.

Pure as blood crystal, yet still bearing an indelible shadow, so conspicuous within.

The mysterious patterns branded on the bones, after being scorched by the heavenly fire, began to slowly disappear, or perhaps penetrated even deeper into the bone marrow.

The pattern of Feather of a Thousand Years emerges from the smooth back, slowly blooming like a phoenix rising from the ashes.

Heavenly fire scorched, and fiery feathers bloomed.

Like a crimson shawl draped over her shoulders, it vaguely reveals the innocence of a young girl.

The flames suddenly swelled, as if enraged by the one who dared to fool it.

As the temperature rose further, no one dared to linger in the Pope's Palace. The intense heat was enough to melt them to the bone. Even Bibi Dong evacuated the Pope's Palace immediately.

Which is more important, the prestige of the Spirit Hall or one's own life?

Of course, it's about one's own life. Without life, how could one support the Spirit Hall?

Bibi Dong looked into the distance and saw that the original location of the Pope's Palace had been replaced by a large crater. The residents of Spirit City were evacuated immediately, and several who were slower were completely wiped out before their eyes.

That was truly nothingness, not even a trace remained.

After Bibi Dong and the others withdrew, the scene in the sky changed again. Half an hour later, Qian Daoliu's disheveled figure rushed out from the sky.

It was basically a skeleton, a humanoid figure that didn't resemble Qian Daoliu, the strongest elder in their Spirit Hall. But the Spirit Bone and Martial Soul on his body clearly indicated that he was Six-winged Angel, the symbol of the Elder's Hall.

Even though he was deeply shocked by what he had gone through, the Platinum Bishop of the Spirit Hall still stepped forward to greet him immediately.

Unfortunately, Qian Daoliu had no time to pay attention to them at the moment, not even glancing at them, and flew directly to Heaven Sword Mountain, into the Elder's Hall.

Bibi Dong's eyes darkened, her mind filled with thoughts.

She was considering whether to make a surgical incision at this moment, which might directly resolve this potential threat.

"Don't even think about killing him! Even so, you still can't kill him," a woman's voice suddenly appeared in Bibi Dong's ear.

Bibi Dong showed no sign of panic, as if she was already used to her actions.

"Why?"

"He carries the aura of Angel God, though faint, it's enough to save his life. Otherwise, why do you think Fu Hua didn't attack him, but instead collected those six Spirit Bone first?"

Bibi Dong frowned. She hadn't expected this at all. The tempting fat sheep in front of her was making it hard for her to resist.

"You don't care about Fu Hua?... Well, that's understandable, considering your feelings for her..."

"What you see may not be untrue, what you hear may not be false. Is what you see before you the truth? Are you deceiving yourself, or is deception blinding you?"

Bibi Dong pursed her lips

"What do you mean?"

The woman chuckled.

The Buddha said: It cannot be spoken.

A slightly warm breeze lifted strands of deep red hair, and golden-red eyes gazed into the distance with a smile, where the heavenly fire still burned.

A cool sensation filled the air, the sound of a waterfall could be heard, and the air felt like it was flowing on my skin—neither too hot nor too cold, but incredibly comfortable.

Fu Hua stood on the green grass, with the sky above her head. White clouds drifted by, but the breeze they stirred only Fu Hua more confused.

Is this a dream created for her by Yu Du Chen, or has she been in a dream from the very beginning?

A waterfall cascaded beside her, a Daoist temple stood behind her, and a cobblestone path stretched before her; she had returned here long ago.

Fuyun Temple

You've arrived.

As I said before, it was soft and gentle, like a lover's whisper. A familiar presence came from behind, and the gaze fixed on me was so tender and moving.

"Ji Lin"

Turning around, the three familiar figures were still behind him, their eyes filled with concern, yet they still stopped.

"Why?"

Fu Hua was puzzled as to why she had come here again. Even more perplexing was whether everything she had experienced was an illusion.

"Like a dream, like an illusion, Fu Hua, you're infatuated," Cang Xuan slowly spoke.

The girl's voice was flat and emotionless; she spoke as if addressing a former friend.

She was a pioneer of her time, and her wisdom was unmatched.

"Foolish?"

"Your memories of us, of the past, of Ji Lin, from the moment you recall them, are filled with longing. There is no mission for you here, no responsibility for you here; you have become a solitary traveler."

"Is it still impossible for me to let go?" Fu Hua asked blankly.

Everything that I thought I had long since let go of was swept into a vortex the moment my memories resurfaced.

"Death is not scary; loneliness is the most agonizing. When you let go of all your missions, you will feel endless loneliness. There are no companions in this world for you."

"And so, we appeared," Danzhu said seriously, her former liveliness gone.

"The scenery in the Xuanyuan Sword is an illusion constructed in your mind by Yu Du Chen. After you descended into this world, it underwent unknown changes. It is constructing an illusion for you, slowly drawing you into it," Cang Xuan said.

Fu Hua's eyes were blank. If what Cang Xuan said was true, then she was also in an illusion. Why were they so real?

"What is false may be true, and what is true may be false. We are fleeting illusions, yet also the most real existence in your heart. Illusion and reality are both within your single thought."

Foolish child, foolish child, foolish for things, foolish for love.

Obsession that penetrates to the Soul Spirit, beyond the reach of medicine.

In fact, Fu Hua cannot simply let go of her past memories. She has long been accustomed to choosing to observe from the sidelines, which has led her to gradually suppress her deepest emotions.

However, it will not disappear; it will brew in the darkness, and when Fu Hua's mind is relaxed, it will deliver a fatal blow to her.

This led her to become deeply immersed in the illusion created by the Yu Du Chen, believing it without a doubt.

Sitting atop a high peak within Taixu Mountain, gazing into the distance, what is on his mind?

It's all the past, the faces of past companions.

From that moment on, Yu Du Chen amplified the obsession in her heart.

"Is it possible for my thoughts and ideas to come true?"

For the first time, Fu Hua hesitated about the ideas that had formed within Taixu Mountain.

Is that even possible?

The three chuckled softly, Ji Lin's expression gentle.

"The environment changes with your mind, and all things follow your heart. The answer has already been in your heart, Fu Hua."

Fu Hua remained silent.

They are all illusions, but they also represent the most fervent emotions in their hearts.

Cang Xuan, Danzhu, Ji Lin

I... I really am still me!

"Yes! The answer has always been there," Fu Hua sighed softly, a hint of melancholy flashing in her eyes.

An illusion is ultimately just an illusion; there will always be a time when the dream ends.

My dream should end now.

"Yu Du Chen, isn't that you?!"

Fu Hua's gaze suddenly turned to the back of the three people. The figures of Cang Xuan, Danzhu, and Ji Lin slowly faded until they completely disappeared from her sight, and the scenery around her changed again.

She returned to her Soul Sea once more, surrounded by drifting crimson feathers that fluttered and covered her entire Soul Sea.

In the center of the Soul Sea, a feather appeared, but it would be inappropriate to call it a feather now.

Because it had grown wings, a pair of wings, smaller than the palm of your hand, standing quietly, with scattered crimson feathers gathering around it, outlining a shadow.

The shadow gradually became clearer, and Fu Hua was slowly able to make out its shape. It was a humanoid figure the size of a palm, which could be easily grasped in one hand.

It has two wings on its back, which tightly surround it.

At this moment, Yu Du Chen could no longer be called Yu Du Chen; instead, he had become a part of Fu Hua, faithfully guarding her Soul Sea.

Soul Spirit

The spirit in the soul

Fu Hua's Taixu Sword God Slash at the wisp of spirit within each person's soul. Once that spirit is extinguished, what remains is nothing more than a breathing corpse.

At this moment, Fu Hua's Yu Du Chen transformed directly into her Soul Spirit, guarding her Soul Sea.

The surrounding crimson feathers continued to drift, forming an impregnable fortress. When the crimson feathers fell and landed on the soul, they would inflict a painful blow.

It may devour, burn, freeze, or cleave into the soul's most essential form.

Gas

Heaven and earth give birth to spirits, and spirits are nurtured by qi.

While alive, we absorb nourishment from heaven and earth; after death, we simply return to that state.

Like a cycle of reincarnation, they are both mutually reinforcing and mutually restraining.

This is precisely the natural way of heaven and earth.

Fu Hua understood.

As the saying goes, the universe undergoes a great cycle, and the human body undergoes a small cycle. The five elements generate life in the world, the five internal organs contain the five elements, the meridians connect the five internal organs, and the five elements transform into vital energy.

This is the origin of Qi within the body. Guiding Qi into the Dantian (lower abdomen) transforms it into power.

The internal strength of a martial artist, the Soul Power of Soul Master, and the spiritual power of a spiritual cultivator.

That's all there is to it.

His Soul Sea suddenly surged, and a loud bang resounded, causing Fu Hua to suddenly realize something.

Many of the profound principles of Tao and the ultimate truths of martial arts that she couldn't understand in the past were explained one by one, as if a sage had enlightened her.

Unbeknownst to him Soul Sea expanded, his Soul Spirit became more focused, and the scattered crimson feathers around him grew denser.

Fu Hua's Soul Sea at this moment has become a solid fortress.

Soul Spirit that should not be able to cultivate are now slowly growing, which may be the most fundamental difference between gods and humans.

The spirit of Fu Hua appeared, with the Sanskrit word "Crazy" on it.

PS: Let me state first that I am not a Buddhist and have no medical knowledge. All the principles that appear in this book are valid only in this book, so please do not apply them to real life.

PS1: I don't know if it's because I was heartbroken watching Hell Girl lately, but I've been feeling a bit down! Plus, there haven't been any good anime to watch lately, so I've been looking for old shows to watch. I'm currently catching up on puppet shows. The old ones are really so dated, but I managed to hold back my tears, and they turned out to be surprisingly good. The scenes and the puppets in the current puppet shows are so amazing and exquisite.