At this thought, Xiao Hua was puzzled again. "Why did this Soul Refining Master go to such lengths to explain all this? Does he want to take me as a disciple? Does he want to teach me the soul cultivators' art of refining artifacts? Since when had my character become so beloved?"
Of course, Xiao Hua merely thought it. He would not believe that Master Ke Qin, whom he had only just met, would take a Dao Sect cultivator like him as a disciple! Besides, Xiao Hua himself... would not agree to it, would he?
Helplessly, Xiao Hua looked toward Master Ke Qin again...
"Wuu~" With a great roar, Master Ke Qin's body floated upward. It was as though his earlier lecture had released all the emotions suppressed within his heart. Yet within the Soul Refining Cave, where the green seal script resounded, that roar seemed so insignificant. But after the roar, enormous tentacles grew from around Master Ke Qin's body. They were the soul threads he had tempered for hundreds of years. The tentacles formed from those soul threads deftly struck the green seal script characters flying throughout the air, as though plucking the strings of a zither. Every time one was struck, a strange sound rang out. Once dozens, even hundreds, of green seal script characters had been struck, they formed a green seal script character a zhang wide, releasing an even louder sound!
The sound was piercing and exceedingly strange. It seemed to have existed since the birth of heaven and earth, yet also as though it had never existed between heaven and earth at all. The sound headed straight for the Soul Falling Lamp. As the green seal script descended along with it, a dense layer of black mist suddenly emerged above the Soul Falling Lamp.