To celebrate Yue'er's arrival, Ling Yi specially prepared a table full of delicious dishes.
During the meal, Yue'er suddenly asked, "Is it difficult to be a sorcerer?"
"What, you want to learn sorcery?"
"Just curious."
Ling Yi smiled and said, "It's not a question of whether it's difficult or not. To become a sorcerer, you must have the aptitude to do so."
"With the right aptitude, becoming a powerful sorcerer is easy; without it, all your efforts will be in vain."
"Then, can I learn it?"
Ling Yi didn't speak, but instead drew a spell in the air with his finger. The blood-red spell looked very strange and evil. With a casual flick of his Ling Yi, the spell disappeared into Yue'er's brow.
But the next moment, Yue'er let out a muffled groan and fainted.
Ling Yi was startled; he had only used a Spirit-Tempering Curse specifically designed to test Yue'er's Divine Power.
The Spirit-Tempering Curse can temper the soul and purify the Primordial Spirit. Even without the aptitude of a spellcaster, it can only benefit the human body and has no harm.
Moreover, the person under the spell will only feel clear-headed and comfortable all over, without any pain.
How could Yue'er have fallen into a coma?
Ling Yi stood up, about to Probe Yue'er's condition, when he discovered that Yue'er had suddenly regained consciousness.
But something seems off about this situation.
At this moment, Yue'er's demeanor had changed drastically.
The gaze directed at Ling Yi was filled with indifference.
"Who are you?" Ling Yi asked, frowning.
"You have no right to know who I am. I'm only temporarily residing in this body; I'll leave in ten years at most."
Ling Yi sneered, his eyes flashing with icy killing intent.
"Come out of Yue'er's body, and I can give you a dignified death."
Sorcerers employ a variety of methods, but those of the Soul Curse Sect School are the most enigmatic.
Soul imprisonment, soul Body Possession, soul control, and other methods targeting the soul are virtually impossible to defend against.
One of the techniques, the Soul-Concealing Curse, allows one's own soul or a fragment of it to hide within the soul of another, either to evade pursuit or, in crucial moments, to temporarily replace the target's soul and cause trouble under someone else's identity.
Anyone capable of casting the Soul-Concealing Curse must be quite powerful.
Sorcerers are divided into three factions Ninth Tier.
The three schools are divided into Life Curse, Soul Curse, and Dharma Curse, while the Ninth Tier are the power levels of spellcasters.
These are respectively: Nether Thought, Soul Stirring, Primordial Spirit, Divine Sense, Nether Merging, Yuan Separation, Spirit Severing, Thought Realm, and Divine Communion.
The first Third Tier strong soul and strong Primordial Spirit; the middle Third Tier are soul leaving the body and Primordial Spirit Clone; and the last Third Tier are soul, spirit, and body merging into one.
Generally, reaching the Primordial Spirit Realm is already considered a master, and reaching the Yuan Separation Realm means being invincible among mortals.
As for the Spirit Severing Realm, they are merely theoretical realms.
There are no records of this in the history of sorcerers at least.
Sorcerers may seem powerful, but they are a profession rejected by the Heavenly Dao.
Breaking through will be extremely difficult.
Since this sorcerer's soul is capable of leaving the body and casting the Soul-Concealing Curse, he must at least be a master of the Divine Sense Realm.
The strength of a sorcerer depends primarily on their Divine Power, soul strength, and Primordial Spirit strength, as well as the number of incantations and spells they have mastered.
Of course, these hierarchical classifications are useless to Ling Yi.
His Divine Power was already strong, and his lifespan was limitless, so there was no such thing as a realm for him.
You could call him a beginner, or you could call him a master of the Divine Ability Realm.
"Ah!"
" Yue'er " suddenly opened its mouth and let out a piercing cry.
Ling Yi was almost blown away by the sound; the terrifying sound waves, mixed with soul power, were no less powerful than a cannonball.
If it were an ordinary person, they would probably be instantly annihilated at that moment.
This is not a spell, but a pure Energy Attack released by a sorcerer using their powerful soul and Divine Power.
However, sorcerers call this move " Death Wail," and it's generally only used when sorcerers are engaged in close combat, as a desperate last resort.
The food on the table had already been overturned, making the whole room a mess in an instant.
Ling Yi was pushed back to the window by this force.
"You're asking for it!" Ling Yi instantly flew into a rage.
This sorcerer's soul consumed not only his own soul power, but also Yue'er's soul power.
After all this, Yue'er's soul will surely be damaged.
Ling Yi rapidly formed hand seals, but unlike before, this time Ling Yi was simultaneously casting different spells with both hands.
It's like Left-Right Mutual Combat, drawing a circle with one hand and a square with the other.
" Double-Hand Seal? You're Yuan Zun's disciple?"
" Yue'er " exclaimed, her previously crazed face now showing a hint of terror.
Ling Yi didn't know who Yuan Zun was; at this moment, all he wanted was to kill this sorcerer.
The left hand Soul-Seizing Curse, the seal of which is purplish-red and shaped like a skull; the right hand Soul-Locking Curse, the seal of which is blackish-purple and shaped like a chain.
Two spells landed on the sorcerer's soul, one after the other.
The Soul-Seizing Curse directly pulled the sorcerer's soul out of Yue'er's body, followed by the Soul-Locking Curse that Entanglement it, trapping it tightly. Ling Yi pressed down in the Void, directly pressing the soul into an oil painting beside him.
This final press, though seemingly simple, actually employs Refining Soul Curse, which Refinement the soul into an object to seal or preserve it.
What was originally just an ordinary landscape painting now features the image of a glamorous woman in a purple dress.
This is the soul of the sorcerer who was previously hidden within Yue'er's body.
After doing all this, Ling Yi came to Yue'er's side. Looking at Yue'er, who was pale and unconscious, Ling Yi's face turned extremely ugly.
At this moment, Yue'er's soul was damaged, and her soul power was almost completely gone, leaving her on the verge of death.
If they don't get their Soul Power replenished, they probably won't survive more than three days.
Ling Yi formed hand seals again, this time for the Sacrificing Soul Curse. The seals were green, and the Sacrificing Soul Curse involved sacrificing one's own soul power to replenish the target's Soul Power.
Although Yue'er's face had regained some color, she remained unconscious.
The essence of Yue'er's soul has been damaged. Simply replenishing her Soul Power can only prolong her life, but cannot fully restore Yue'er.
"Asshole!"
Ling Yi's eyes were bloodshot. He turned to look at the woman in Ziyi in the oil painting, raised his hand and cast a Lightning-Summoning Curse. A bolt of Thunder suddenly appeared out of nowhere and instantly disappeared into the oil painting.
The woman in Ziyi in the painting let out a painful scream, and her figure dimmed slightly.
"Spare me! I... I know how to save her!" the woman in the painting pleaded.
"Speak!" Ling Yi's voice was icy, his killing intent undisguised.
"If you promise to spare my life, I will tell you," the woman said through gritted teeth.
Ling Yi formed another hand seal with his right hand, crackling Daodao Thunder, and coldly said, "Speak, or die!"
"If you agree, I'll tell you!" The woman's attitude was firm; this was her only chance.
"And only I know what it is and where it is," the woman added.
Ling Yi took a deep breath and dispelled the Lightning-Summoning Curse on his hand.
"Explain!"
"I need a living body; my soul is now extremely fragile and cannot survive for long in this inanimate object."
Ling Yi suppressed the killing intent in his heart and glanced around. Just then, he saw a kitten darting around and playing in the garden downstairs.
Ling Yi immediately cast a Soul-Suppressing Curse, instantly taking control of the kitten's soul.
The kitten, which had been playing in the garden, suddenly froze for a moment, then ran towards Ling Yi.
A few minutes later, they appeared outside Ling Yi's door.
Ling Yi let it in and made it squat at his feet. He reached out and grabbed the woman's soul from the oil painting, forcibly stuffing it into the body of the white cesium cat.
In order to completely control the woman's soul, Ling Yi once again cast the Soul-Locking Curse and the Undying Curse.
The Undying Curse is a spell of the Life Curse Sect that allows the target's life to Sharing with the caster; as long as the caster lives, the target will not die.
The combination of the Undying Curse Soul-Locking Curse effectively trapped the woman's soul permanently within the white cat's body.
Ling Yi looked at the white cat, who was staggering and adjusting to its new body, sneered, and snapped his the Snap.
"Awoo!"
The white cat let out a miserable cry and collapsed to the ground, writhing and howling in pain. This was the terrifying aspect of the Soul-Locking Curse.
From this point on, the white cat's life and death will be completely in Ling Yi's hands.
Despite this, Ling Yi still couldn't quell the hatred in his heart.
"If you're lying to me, I'll make you wish you were dead," Ling Yi said coldly.
"I never intended to harm Yue'er," the white cat hissed, lying on the ground in pain.
"If you go straight for the kill, I'll fight to the death."
"You mean, this is still my fault?" Ling Yi frowned.
How can we save Yue'er?
" Realm Soul Fruit!"
The white cat knew that saying these things now was pointless. Ling Yi's strength Big Superman her expectations, and if Yue'er couldn't be saved, her fate was predictable.
" Realm Soul Fruit?"
"Yes, the Realm Soul Fruit only exists in the Curse Realm. If Yue'er uses the Realm Soul Fruit, not only will her soul's essence be repaired, but her talent and aptitude will also be enhanced."
" The Realm Soul Fruit grows on the Realm Tree, with nine fruits maturing every hundred years!"
When will it ripen again?
"Judging by the time, the Realm Soul Fruit will be ripe in three months."
"However, the Realm Soul Fruit is a priceless treasure for sorcerers. At that time, all the powerful figures will likely appear, making it no easy task to obtain Realm Soul Fruit."
"How do I enter the Curse Realm?" Ling Yi breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was only three months. If it had been too long, Ling Yi would have had to use forbidden techniques!
"I only know that there is Gate of the Curse Realm in Kunshan, but I don't know its location or how to open it."
Seeing Ling Yi's face turn cold again, the white cat quickly explained, "I was born in the Curse Realm about a hundred years ago. To escape the pursuit of my enemies, I had no choice but to use a cursed artifact to break through the Curse Realm and come to the Mortal Realm."
"I really don't know how to enter the Curse Realm, but there will definitely be a lot of curse masters in Kunshan when the time comes. We just need to find someone to ask for the method."
Just as Ling Yi was about to say something, a green light suddenly appeared outside the window. Both Ling Yi and the white cat looked out, and instantly, their faces turned extremely ugly...