Life, Hear My Command

Hearing Lin Ze'an's words, Spirit Kite's eyes reddened slightly, and she bowed her head solemnly in salute: "Many thanks, Elder!"

Just as Spirit Kite was about to withdraw, Lin Ze'an suddenly remembered something and called out to her: "Wait."

She hurriedly stopped in her tracks and turned around respectfully: "Does the Elder have any further instructions?"

Lin Ze'an pondered for a moment and said: "The two of you should tidy up first and find a room to settle in."

"There are plenty of rooms here; aside from the top floor, which is mine, you may choose any of the others for yourselves."

With that, he walked toward the staircase: "I am going to find Uncle Ghost."

He had been wondering why he felt like he had forgotten something; seeing these two who had been vaporized reminded him.

The one in the most danger right now should be Uncle Ghost.

Spirit Kite thought for a moment, realized who Lin Ze'an was referring to, and hurriedly bowed: "Your subordinate obeys."

Before long, Lin Ze'an stood before the door of Gui Mei's palace, where he could faintly sense a cold, gloomy aura emanating from within.

He raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Knock, knock, knock--"

A moment later, the door opened silently inward, and a chill surged out from the room.

Gui Mei's hoarse voice sounded from within the palace: "Come in."

As Lin Ze'an walked inside, he said speechlessly: "Uncle Ghost, why are you still doing this with me?"

Walking closer, he realized that Gui Mei was entirely shrouded in shadows, with only a pair of eyes glowing with a ghostly light clearly visible.

Uh, is this still the land of the living?

He waved his hand gently, and a verdant halo rippled outward; wherever it passed, the cold, gloomy aura within the palace began to dissipate rapidly.

"Ze'an," Gui Mei asked, puzzled, "is there something you need from me?"

Lin Ze'an did not speak, however, but instead walked closer to examine him carefully.

Not until Gui Mei felt somewhat uncomfortable under his gaze did Lin Ze'an say: "Uncle Ghost, this state you're in... are you already dead? Or are you just half-dead?"

"Cough--"

At these words, Gui Mei choked, and a visible black vein throbbed on his forehead.

What kind of talk was that? Did this kid come all the way here just to ask this?

Lin Ze'an blinked innocently: "I'm just curious. Look at you, so gloomy all day long; there's more death energy on you than life force."

He smiled slightly, a flash of cunning in his eyes: "Actually, I just wanted to ask, Uncle Ghost, are you interested in coming back to life?"

Although his strength might drop a little, it would at least be better than being vaporized the moment he touched the Sea God's Light, right?

He didn't know what kind of nonsense it was, but while the most sacred Angel's Holy Light hadn't been able to destroy Gui Mei, the Sea God's Light actually had that effect.

He didn't dare gamble with the plot of this outrageous continent anymore; who knew when some disaster might strike.

Upon hearing this, Gui Mei froze, his deep, ghostly eyes filled with disbelief.

"You... what did you say?"

Lin Ze'an raised his hand, condensed a small ball of light from his life force, and held it out before Gui Mei: "I can use my life force to cleanse your body and convert the death energy within you into vitality."

He paused, then continued: "Although this process will cause your strength to temporarily decline, you will never have to fear sacred-type attacks again."

Hearing Lin Ze'an's explanation, Gui Mei was stunned.

As a soul master who had died once before, he knew better than anyone how much the sacred attribute countered him.

How many times in battle had he been forced to carefully avoid those soul skills that radiated holy light?

Of course he wanted to live, but Ze'an was only a Soul Master... and he himself was a Titled Douluo!

"You... will this have any impact or cause harm to your own body?" After hesitating, Gui Mei asked nervously.

Lin Ze'an sighed, took Gui Mei's cold hand, and patted it gently.

"Uncle Ghost, if no one else knows, don't I?"

His gaze swept over Gui Mei's pale skin as he said in a low voice: "The form you exist in now, isn't it just like your name? A ghost."

That was why he had been wiped out of existence the moment he was touched by the Sea God's Light.

He didn't want to lose anyone else.

After a moment of silence, Lin Ze'an said to Gui Mei earnestly: "Uncle Ghost, I don't want to see any possibilities of that happening to the people around me."

"Please, just trust me."

"You kid..." Gui Mei said helplessly, "you're still so good with words."

Oh well, he thought, the child wouldn't harm me; if my strength drops, so be it.

Hearing Gui Mei's tone, Lin Ze'an felt a surge of joy and hurriedly said: "Thank you for your trust, Uncle Ghost."

After calling Yue Guan over to stand guard, Lin Ze'an slowly raised both hands, and Mo Ruier quietly manifested behind him.

In an instant, a dense force of life began to swirl around Lin Ze'an, transforming into streams of emerald light that enveloped both him and Gui Mei.

At this moment, Lin Ze'an offered a reminder: "Uncle Ghost, this is an ability I only gained after reaching level thirty. Since it is my first time using it, it might be quite painful."

Gui Mei sat cross-legged on the ground, a faint, indifferent smile appearing on his pale face: "It is fine, just do what you must."

As a Titled Douluo, he had long since grown accustomed to all manner of suffering.

Compared to the torment of walking between the realms of the living and the dead, mere physical pain was nothing.

Hearing this, Lin Ze'an nodded, his expression turning focused.

He held his hands horizontally before his chest, palms facing each other, as the emerald life force gathered between them to form a slowly rotating sphere of light.

Then, he closed his eyes and began to chant: "Life and death are born together and restrain one another; as the sovereign..."

Just then, Lin Ze'an opened his eyes, a dazzling radiance erupting from his emerald pupils.

He pushed his hands forward, and the sphere of light in his palms transformed into a torrent, surging straight toward Gui Mei.

"Oh life, heed my command, answer me, banish death, and let the departed return to the world of the living."

As his voice fell, the dense life force surged frantically into Gui Mei's body.

"Ugh—!"

Gui Mei let out a suppressed low growl, his entire body trembling violently.

He had not expected... this pain to far exceed his imagination.

It was not physical pain, but an agonizing torment at the level of his soul...

The death energy deeply rooted in the depths of his soul was being forcibly stripped away, while vibrant vitality filled every vacancy left behind.

Although it was painful, it was a strange sensation—both unfamiliar and nostalgic, as if he had returned to a long-forgotten time, back when he was truly alive.

Such a feat, naturally, could not escape the notice of the Goddess of Life, who had already cast her gaze upon them.

Watching what Lin Ze'an was doing, she said with a hint of surprise: "He can actually achieve this much?"

Even if that Titled Douluo's state was unique, such an act could be considered reversing life and death; this was not something that could be solved simply by injecting life force.

Looking at it this way, this child's authority seems... but he is still too impatient; his power is not enough.

Thinking of this, the Goddess of Life gently raised her hand, and a streak of divine power flew straight toward Gui Mei.