Soul Melded into the Sword

Xue Zier stared at the phantom in shock. She distinctly remembered that an ancient text within the sect had recorded such strange pupils as among the most bewitching eyes beneath the heavens. Even at the beginning of cultivation, they possessed the dreadful power to seize one's soul and throw one's mind into chaos.

These were the eyes countless disciples of Purple Cloud Mountain dreamed of obtaining.

Yet such powerful eyes could not see?

Could a person with eyes like these be blind?

Xue Zier found it difficult to believe.

Lu Feng sensed the instinctive regret leaking from the phantom and could not help believing a little more of what she said. If she truly could not see, then after years of longing had turned into an affliction, it was not impossible for her to mistake him for Ouye Longping.

After all, though Soul Consciousness perception could, to a certain degree, see farther and perceive more than the naked eye, it could not be as sharply clear as actual sight.

If the phantom had truly been unable to see in life, then her perception of Ouye Longping through Soul Consciousness would have leaned more toward his mannerisms, bearing, and temperament.

But was it not far too absurd to seize control of Chu Youwei's body and force the two of them into such a muddled affair merely because his bearing and mannerisms were similar?

The phantom seemed to sense the hostility and anger in Lu Feng's gaze. With a sigh, she explained, "At first, seeing how much you resembled Brother Longping, selfish desires arose in me. I wanted to borrow the two of you to make up for the regrets of those bygone years, so that this carefully arranged Wedding Chamber would not gather dust before ever being used."

"But later, when