Initial Spirit, Mo Zhu

"Sister-in-law is still a bit weak."

Chen Mu observed for a moment, then withdrew his gaze.

Spirit Sight was completely different from what the naked eye could see. Under Spirit Sight, everyone was a rosy skeleton, just a vast expanse of white. Only blood energy and spiritual energy could show different colors.

Ning Shi's blood energy, not to mention compared to Xiao Mei, was even dimmer than Xiao Feng's. This was clearly a sign of weakness.

I'll have to find a way to nourish her later.

Chen Mu made a note of this.

Then he brought up the system interface again and continued to try to enhance his Heart Soul.

However, this time, a completely different prompt appeared.

[Prompt: Do you want to consume 30 Soul Points to upgrade Heart Soul to Initial Spirit?]

He had expected it to cost 11 Soul Points to upgrade to Lv11, but unexpectedly, it was a different kind of prompt, which slightly surprised Chen Mu.

After a brief thought, Chen Mu didn't hesitate too much and chose to upgrade.

Boom!!

It was as if a thunderclap exploded within his Heart Soul.

This upgrade was completely different from before. It was no longer from the outside in, but rather from the deepest point within the Heart Soul, between existence and non-existence, suddenly exploding.

It was like the first thunderclap of spring after the deepest winter, or like the first axe that split the chaos to create the world, from which all things took shape.

This shock caused Chen Mu's entire consciousness to become muddled in an instant. For a moment, he seemed to sink into the Nine Hells Yellow Springs, and then seemed to soar into the clouds and sky.

It was as if he had crossed endless time and space, returning to the origin of all things.

But all of this was so vague and turbid. Before Chen Mu could see even a hint of it clearly, his entire consciousness, which had been fragmented, was forcibly gathered by a surge of powerful mental energy.

When Chen Mu's thoughts returned to normal.

He saw his Heart Soul once again wandering outside his body.

But compared to before, this time his Heart Soul was no longer so illusory. It seemed to have gained a hint of substance, and the image of his entire Heart Soul was no longer vague and turbid, but had become clear and condensed.

Furthermore.

When Chen Mu looked down, he could vaguely see a point of crimson light in the very center of his Heart Soul, between existence and non-existence, seemingly there and yet not there.

The existence of this light point not only made Chen Mu's soul body more substantial, but also made him feel as if he was more purely integrated into the world, as if merging with those streaks of spiritual light.

Especially in this dark night.

Chen Mu could feel the vigor of his soul power even more, as if he was in his element, flowing smoothly and joyfully.

"Night Roaming..."

Chen Mu murmured.

There was no doubt, this was the ability of Night Roaming that only Sixth Rank Sorcerers possessed. At night, they could truly leave their physical bodies and wander around, and there would no longer be any distance constraints!

However, looking at his soul body, a hint of doubt arose in Chen Mu's heart. Was he truly in the Night Roaming realm of a Sixth Rank Sorcerer now?

I always feel like something is different.

Before, without a comparison, Chen Mu had never felt anything unusual. But now, after experiencing that strange transformation, he has a clear feeling that his previous self seemed incomplete!

And only just now, after going through that transformation, he felt as if something had been filled in, a distinct sense of self-completeness.

But this wasn't something he had seen in books.

Chen Mu had never read in any book that a Sorcerer below the Seventh Rank had an incomplete soul, and that it would only become complete above the Sixth Rank.

"Perhaps they themselves don't know? After all, they can't improve their Sorcerer rank. Whatever realm they awaken at is destined to be their realm, and they don't know the difference between higher and lower ranks."

Chen Mu pondered in his heart.

If only there was a Sixth Rank Sorcerer in front of him now, he could observe them carefully and determine if there was a difference.

As for now, at least in terms of the ability 'Night Roaming', he was a Sixth Rank Sorcerer.

He brought up the system interface again.

[Name: Chen Mu]

[Age: 16]

[Martial Prowess: Strength to Truss a Chicken]

[Soul: Initial Spirit lv1 (+)]

[Soul Points: 6 points]

[Soul Roaming (Netherworld) - Can be activated]

He saw that the description of his Soul had completely changed. The description 'Initial Spirit' was added, and the level was no longer lv11, but had dropped to the state of lv1.

The only thing that was clear was that he had indeed reached a higher level.

"The Sorcerer system itself is incomplete. After all, how can it be considered a system if the rank cannot be improved? Perhaps what I possess is the true, orthodox path."

A thought flashed through Chen Mu's mind.

After thinking for a moment.

Chen Mu began to sense his own power again. He could feel that his Soul power had nearly doubled compared to before, and its density had also greatly increased!

He could feel the fragility of this house, as if with just a thought, he could uproot his entire bedroom, or even tear apart and crumple up this two-courtyard residence.

The feeling of having power was truly good.

This feeling was so wonderful that even the pleasures of the bed could not compare, it was intoxicating.

But Chen Mu quickly recovered.

After all, he had read too many books. He had seen a blade of grass cut down the sun, moon, and stars, and a drop of demonic blood stain the clear sky. Although this power was intoxicating, it was not enough to make him complacent.

"Hoo..."

"I wonder if I have even a slight resistance in the Netherworld now."

Chen Mu spent some time adapting to the changes in his power.

Then he summoned the system interface.

The moment he activated Soul Roaming, he understood that he had been overthinking things, because his entire being was still utterly defenseless, directly dragged up by an irresistible force.

It felt as if he was violently slammed onto the ground.

But there was no sensation upon landing.

The entire world before his eyes blurred, and when his consciousness recovered, he was once again floating above the boundless, withered yellow grave soil.

This was Chen Mu's third time Soul Roaming the Netherworld.

Each time he came, his spirit was far stronger than the last, but each time, the feeling was exactly the same. The terror permeating the dark mist made his spirit tremble.

Although he didn't know what was in the dark mist, Chen Mu understood that if it weren't for the faint layer of white fluorescence outside his body, with his own strength alone, he would probably collapse and explode the moment he looked at the black mist, unable to bear that great terror!

Netherworld...

Chen Mu murmured, then looked around.

This was still the place he had left last time.

The only difference from last time was that the surrounding withered yellow grave soil was empty; he didn't see the old beggar's figure again.

"Has he already dissipated?"

Chen Mu looked around, still unable to find him, and couldn't help but murmur.

Since he had already obtained the Soul Points, it didn't matter if he couldn't find him.

Thinking this, Chen Mu shook his head, not dwelling on it, and instead looked around. He quickly noticed a direction where he could vaguely see some blurry outlines and figures.

With a thought, Chen Mu drifted towards the direction of a phantom.

Soon.

He slowly approached the other party.

This phantom was a woman, soaked in red from head to toe, as if wearing a blood-soaked garment. Her head was lowered, her hair disheveled, and there seemed to be a black chain bound around her neck.

The moment he saw this phantom, Chen Mu was slightly startled, feeling a vague sense of familiarity. After careful thought, a hint of surprise appeared on his face.

Although the woman's face was covered in scars, it was faintly discernible that she bore some resemblance to Xiao Mei.

[Mo Zhu]

[Origin: Kyoto]

[Resentment: Originally from a well-off family, had a younger sister, but her father was tricked and defrauded, owing the Black Water Gang a hundred gold. This was actually orchestrated by Zhang Hai, the leader of the Black Water Gang, who had taken a fancy to the two sisters. Later, her father was beaten to death, and she was abducted by the Black Water Gang, falling into Zhang Hai's hands. Separated from her sister, she suffered endless humiliation and died.]

[Obsession: Waiting for Zhang Hai on the Yellow Springs Road]