The Azure Dragon Divine Sword was willing to devour these remnant souls because it needed strength.
But Tao Doudou worried that the Azure Dragon Divine Sword would take on those people's pasts and deaths along with them. That would be too heavy a burden.
Qiao Ranran rubbed Tao Doudou's head. "That's why you need to stay by Azure Dragon's side, Doudou, and help it through one hardship after another."
Refining fragments of souls inevitably meant being affected by the remnant souls' memories. Without a firm mind, one's divine sense would fall into chaos. That was why Pei Ling had spent so long in seclusion: partly to raise his cultivation, and partly to digest those memories and separate them completely from his own.
In a severe case, one could end up like Sect Leader Ji Qingming, tormented by the lingering effects and curse of a remnant soul's body snatching, nearly losing his life.
A milder case was Qiao Ranran's. Even though she could absorb that remnant soul, its chaotic memories had left her head pounding. Or one could be like Wen Ziheng, whose mental defenses had faltered and let a heart demon invade.
Pei Ling went further and tossed the "Soul-Chasing Scripture" straight at Tao Doudou—right into her forehead.
Tao Doudou was dumbfounded, but she knew it had to be something valuable. She would be a complete fool to refuse it. Rubbing her reddened forehead, she pulled a small jade slip from her Storage Bag. "Here. This is for you."
To Tao Doudou, good friends gave as well as received. She couldn't take advantage of Pei Ling for nothing; then she really wouldn't be able to hold her head up in front of him. As for the difference in value, she could make it up to him over time.
Pei Ling