Lin Chuan stopped what he was doing, his Mangekyō Sharingan staring coldly at the young man before him.
"That... that girl's soul... there's something strange about it... I couldn't refine it... I temporarily sealed it... inside the Soul-Summoning Banner..." the young man said haltingly. His face had long since twisted from pain, his eyes stretched wide open, their bloodshot pupils seeming as though they might pop out at any moment.
"Tell me how to retrieve Ni Huanzhi's soul!" Lin Chuan pressed.
"Y-you... let me go... and I'll help you get it..."
"You think I'd believe you? Looks like we'll have to do another three days..." Lin Chuan said icily.
"No, no... don't... I'll tell you... I'll tell you everything..." The young man collapsed at the mention of another three days. This endless torture had already instilled a bone-deep terror in him. If it continued for another three days, he feared he would become an idiot.
Lin Chuan soon obtained what he wanted, but he had no intention of releasing this Soul Refining Sect disciple. Years of cultivation, coupled with the many herbs he had previously consumed from the Floating Spirit Divine Palace, had greatly enhanced his Sharingan's ocular power as the Fruit of the God Tree grew. Moreover, this was no longer like the beginning, when using the Mangekyō caused severe side effects. Everything remained within Lin Chuan's tolerance.
Outside, Lin Chuan glanced at "Ni Huanzhi," who was still immersed in Tsukuyomi. He gently lifted her body with sand and gravel, then walked straight into the ruins.
Following the clues provided by the young man, Lin Chuan quickly found the young cultivator's original body. It was exactly the same as the young man he had seen in the Tsukuyomi space!
He then found a storage ring inside "Ni Huanzhi's" sleeve.