"Sister-in-law is still somewhat weak."
Chen Mu examined her for a while before withdrawing his gaze.
What Spirit Sight perceived was utterly different from what the naked eye saw. Under Spirit Sight, everyone became a skeleton beneath a coating of red flesh; the world was merely a vast expanse of white, with only blood vitality and spiritual energy appearing in different colors.
The blood vitality surrounding Ning Shi was dimmer than Xiao Mei's, and even compared with Xiao Feng's, it was somewhat lacking. This was clearly a sign of physical weakness.
He would have to think of a way to nourish her later.
Chen Mu made a note of it.
Then he summoned the system interface again and continued trying to enhance his Soulmind.
This time, however, the enhancement brought up an entirely different prompt.
Prompt: Consume 30 Soul Points to raise Soulmind to Initial Spirit?
He had expected to spend 11 Soul Points to raise it to lv11, but he had not expected this unusual prompt instead, which left Chen Mu slightly surprised.
After pondering briefly, Chen Mu did not hesitate for long and chose to enhance it.
Boom!!
It was as if thunder had exploded within his Soulmind.
This enhancement was completely different from before. It no longer came from the outside in. Instead, from the very deepest point within his Soulmind, that point suspended between existence and nonexistence suddenly exploded.
It was like the first clap of thunder announcing spring after winter had passed, or like the axe that split heaven and earth from within primordial chaos. From that moment onward, all things possessed form.
The shock left Chen Mu's entire consciousness dazed and muddled in an instant. For a moment, he seemed to sink into the Nine Hells Yellow Springs, then soar into the vault of heaven.
It was as if he had crossed endless stretches of space and time, returning to the starting point of all things.
Yet everything was so blurred and murky that before Chen Mu could make out even the slightest detail, his consciousness, which had been torn into pieces, was forcibly gathered together by a surging force of Soulmind.
When Chen Mu's thoughts finally recovered,
he found that his Soulmind had once again wandered outside his body.
But compared to before, his Soulmind was no longer so illusory. It seemed to have gained a trace of substance, and its entire form was no longer blurred and murky, but clear and condensed.
Moreover,
when Chen Mu lowered his head, he could vaguely see that at the very center of his Soulmind, in that space between existence and nothingness, between seeming and being, a crimson-red point of light had appeared.
The existence of this point of light not only made Chen Mu's soul-body more substantial, but also seemed to let him merge more purely into heaven and earth, as though he had become one with those patches of Spiritual Light.
Especially in the darkness of night.
Chen Mu could feel his Soul Power surging more strongly, flowing smoothly and pleasantly, like a fish returning to water.
"Night Roaming..."
Chen Mu murmured.
There was no need to doubt it. This was the Night Roaming ability possessed only by Sixth Rank sorcerers. At night, one could truly leave the physical body and wander freely—and would no longer be restricted by distance!
However, as Chen Mu looked at his soul-body, a trace of doubt surfaced in his heart. Was he truly in the Night Roaming realm of a Sixth Rank sorcerer now?
Something still felt different.
Before, without anything to compare it to, Chen Mu had never sensed anything unusual. But after undergoing that strange transformation, he could now clearly feel that his former self had not seemed complete!
Only just now, after experiencing that transformation, did he feel that something had been made whole within him. He could distinctly sense a kind of completeness in himself.
But this was something he had never seen mentioned in any book.
Chen Mu had never found a single book that spoke of sorcerers below Sixth Rank having incomplete Soulminds, with only those above Sixth Rank possessing complete ones.
"Perhaps they don't know themselves? After all, they can't raise their sorcerer rank. Whatever realm they are in when they awaken determines the realm they will remain in, so they have no way of knowing the differences between the levels above and below."
Chen Mu pondered inwardly.
If only there were a Sixth Rank sorcerer in front of him now. He could observe them carefully and determine whether there truly was any difference.
For now, at least in terms of the ability to Night Roam, he was a Sixth Rank sorcerer.
He summoned the system interface again.
Name: Chen Mu Age: 16 Martial Power: The Strength to Bind a Chicken Soulmind: Initial Spirit lv1 (+) Soul Points: 6 Soul Roaming (Netherworld)—Available
The description of his Soulmind had changed completely. It now included the description "Initial Spirit," while the level was no longer lv11 but had dropped back to lv1.
The only thing that was clear was that he had indeed reached a higher level.
"The sorcerer system is inherently incomplete. If one cannot raise one's rank, how can it be called a system? Perhaps only what I possess is the orthodox path."
A thought flashed through Chen Mu's mind.
After thinking for a moment,
Chen Mu focused on sensing his own power again. He could feel that his Mind-Soul Power had nearly doubled compared to before, while its degree of condensation had also risen substantially!
He could sense how fragile this room was. It seemed that with a single thought, he could uproot the entire bedroom—or even tear apart the whole two-courtyard residence and knead it into a ball.
The feeling of possessing power was wonderful.
The sensation was so exquisite that even the pleasures of the bedchamber could not compare, leaving him intoxicated.
But Chen Mu quickly recovered.
After all, he had read too many books. He had seen a blade of grass slay the sun, moon, and stars, and he had seen a single drop of demon blood stain the azure heavens. Though this strength was intoxicating, it was not enough to make him complacent.
"Phew..."
"I wonder whether I have even the slightest resistance in the Netherworld now."
Chen Mu spent a while adapting to the changes in his strength.
Then he summoned the system interface.
The instant he activated Soul Roaming, he realized that he had still been overthinking things. He remained utterly powerless to resist as an irresistible force directly dragged him up.
It was as if he had been slammed hard onto the ground.
Yet when he landed, he felt nothing at all.
The entire world before his eyes blurred. When his consciousness recovered, he was once again floating above the boundless expanse of withered yellow Grave Soil.
This was Chen Mu's third time Soul Roaming through the Netherworld.
Each time he came, his Soulmind was far stronger than the time before. Yet each time, what he felt was exactly the same. The terror pervading the black fog made even his Soulmind tremble.
Though he did not know what lay within that black fog, Chen Mu understood that without the faint layer of white radiance outside his body, his own strength alone would likely be unable to withstand that great terror. The moment he looked at the black fog, his entire being would shatter and explode apart!
"Netherworld..."
Chen Mu murmured, then looked around.
This was still the place he had left the last time.
The only difference was that the withered yellow Grave Soil around him was utterly empty. The old beggar was nowhere to be seen.
"Had he already dissipated?"
Chen Mu looked around, but still could not find him. He could not help murmuring to himself.
In any case, he had already obtained the Soul Points. If he could not find him, then so be it.
With that thought, Chen Mu shook his head and did not dwell on it. Instead, he gazed into the distance around him. He soon noticed a direction where some vague outlines and human figures could be faintly seen.
With a thought, Chen Mu drifted toward one of the illusory figures.
Soon,
he gradually drew near.
The illusory figure was a woman. She was soaked in red from head to toe, as if she wore a bloodstained robe. Her head hung low, her hair hung loose, and a black chain seemed to be fastened around her neck.
At the very first sight of this illusory figure, Chen Mu was slightly startled. He sensed a faint familiarity. After thinking carefully, a trace of astonishment appeared on his face.
Though the woman's face was covered in scars, he could still vaguely make out that she bore some resemblance to Xiao Mei.
Mo Zhu
Origin: Capital
Grudge: She had originally come from a prosperous household and had a younger sister. But after her father was deceived and defrauded, he incurred a debt of one hundred gold to the Black Water Gang. In truth, Black Water Gang Leader Zhang Hai had taken a fancy to the two sisters and orchestrated everything. Her father was later beaten to death, while she was abducted by the Black Water Gang and fell into Zhang Hai's hands. Separated from her sister, she endured every humiliation before dying.
Obsession: Waiting for Zhang Hai on Yellow Springs Road
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