Where Did the Three Souls and Seven Spirits Go?

"That's impossible!"

"That's not scientific. How could this person just die like that?"

"He was not even sixty years old, and he died in jail after only six months?"

In the old mansion, a piercing alarm sounded.

After fingerprint verification by several specific members of the Sequence Committee, the heavy steel door sealing the residence was slowly pulled open after the power was turned on.

Hearing the commotion, Chang Kongluo, Song Xianzong, and Luo Tianming looked astonished, clearly not expecting such a thing to happen.

Although Ren Yisheng was a bit quiet like an ordinary person, they didn't expect Ren Yisheng to die so quickly.

The patrolmen and members of the Sequence Committee at the Old Age Mansion are not naive; they are only capable of opening the sealed gates after confirming that the body of the Ren Yisheng lacks vital signs.

"Ren Yisheng is dead, what am I doing running in here!"

Whenever he thought about his purpose, Luo Tianming felt like smashing his own head in.

To this day, he hasn't made any money off him, and he's been imprisoned for more than half a year for nothing.

Breaking through the defenses of the Twilight Mansion is virtually impossible for Luo Tianming; only through a coordinated effort from within and without could he escape.

However, Luo Tianming needed to carefully consider the consequences that would follow.

As the sounds of resuscitation efforts for Ren Yisheng faded into the distance, his face grew increasingly somber as he pondered various feasible solutions.

"Damn it!"

Luo Tianming cursed loudly.

"I suddenly feel a little sad," Chang Kongluo said.

"Dead people aren't fun!"

Song Xianzong pondered for several seconds before giving his final response, his expression equally somber and difficult to decipher.

Seemingly affected by Ren Yisheng's sudden and unexpected death, Song Xianzong, who had always been in high spirits, became depressed.

Bloodstains flashed before his eyes, and he recalled the Ziwen and others he had personally killed. He felt as if countless poisonous insects were devouring every part of his body.

"For people like us to force ourselves to live is perhaps only a tragedy; the new policies at the twilight mansion are the right thing to do..."

He muttered to himself, feeling his previously held beliefs slowly being eroded, and emotions such as regret and self-loathing kept welling up inside him.

Song Xianzong swayed slightly, and after a burst of wild laughter in his residence, he began to smash things around.

This caused Chang Kongluo and Luo Tianming to lower their voices, simply awaiting Ren Yisheng's final report.

The retirement residence is equipped with medical services, and it offers a wide range of high-end medical services.

After a series of urgent rescue efforts, Ren Yisheng's body was forcibly revived using modern medical methods such as defibrillators.

As the emergency room doctors continued their procedures, the breathing sounds became increasingly labored and labored.

"I'm sorry, we tried our best!"

Nearly fifteen minutes passed before the emergency room doctors had to stop the intensive care unit and stand solemnly beside the medical bed.

My condolences!

Chang Kongyinghao frowned as he stared at Ren Yisheng's body.

Ren Yisheng's body still retained a certain body temperature, but he lacked a normal heartbeat, his brain activity fluctuated almost linearly, and his blood flow was so low as to be almost stagnant.

This only happens to some hibernating creatures.

But no matter what kind of creature is hibernating, it will inevitably be awakened by such a strong impact.

The fact that Ren Yisheng did not wake up was almost enough to pronounce Ren Yisheng dead.

If Ren Anran and Ren Wuyang don't have any special medical needs, Chang Kongyinghao thinks the Ren Household can start preparing for their funeral.

"Do mosasaurs and elephants not have the ability to feign death?" Chang Kong Yinglian asked in a low voice.

"No, and the period of no fluctuation in his brain has lasted for a very long time, so no amount of treatment can help!"

Zhou Yueyan shook her head.

Looking at Ren Yisheng, who had passed away quietly, she felt as if she were seeing Zhou Xin's future.

In genetic research, the brain and its functions are currently unavoidable challenges.

Body cells can be maintained and regenerated, but maintaining mental clarity is a problem they have been researching but have not been able to solve.

Zhou Yueyan continued to focus her research on creatures such as octopuses that have multiple brains, but she found that no matter how she studied them, it was difficult to solve the problem of brain degeneration.

Even if a new brain is successfully implanted into the original body, it is merely giving the new brain an old body; the original person is already dead.

"What a pity," Chang Kong Yinglian murmured, "Ren Yisheng was the fastest seventh-tier Sequence cultivator I've ever seen die!"

"I hope you handle this well," Zhou Yueyan said. "Otherwise, outsiders will think that our Twilight Mansion is abusive!"

"This is a very difficult matter!"

Zhou Yueyan's reminder not only made Chang Kong Yinglian frown, but also Chang Kong Yinghao frown.

Ren Yisheng's faction is too good at causing trouble. Yesterday, they almost jumped up and down because of the live broadcast of the sequencing conference, but less than ten hours after the problem was roughly resolved, Ren Yisheng's people were gone again.

Whether it's the conflict between Lineage in Western Capital and Lineage from other provinces and cities triggered by the former, or the conflict between the old and new classes within Lineage triggered by the latter, each of these problems is quite thorny.

Chang Kongyinghao and the others originally intended to teach these arrogant fools a lesson after calming down the Feiyu Live incident, but for now, he only wished for everything to proceed smoothly.

He hoped that all the problems, like the sudden appearance of Zhang Xuezhou, could provide them with a feasible solution.

It wasn't that Chang Kong Yinghao was stupid, but the current situation was indeed thorny, and could easily trigger large-scale chaos, or even lead to the older generation of Sequencers regaining power.

"I'll contact Zhu Wei and discuss it!"

Chang Kong Yinghao walked out of the emergency room with a heavy heart, followed by Chang Kong Yinglian. Zuo Quan glanced at Ren Yisheng and the others with a gloating look before crossing his legs and leaving.

"Dad couldn't have died for no reason; he must have been abused!"

Beside the medical bed, Ren Wuyang's face was terribly gloomy.

His gaze swept over the doctors performing emergency treatment, then fell upon the members of the special task force patrol who had their heads bowed, a glint of malice flashing in his eyes from time to time.

"Go home!"

Ren Anran's face was equally gloomy, but thinking of Zhang Xuezhou's instructions, she felt that all her anger and resentment would be useless.

As her gaze swept over the defibrillator and numerous monitoring instruments, Ren Anran felt her whole body still trembling.

She had completely different ideas from Ren Yisheng and was dissatisfied with Ren Yisheng overly strict educational methods, which led to a poor father-daughter relationship with Ren Yisheng.

But after returning to Western Capital and experiencing various encounters, Ren Anran's resentment towards Ren Yisheng lessened considerably.

When Ren Yisheng was imprisoned in the Old Age Mansion, Ren Anran felt that many past events had vanished like smoke, replaced by an inseparable family bond.

She still vividly remembers her phone call with Ren Yisheng three days ago, and even reminded Ren Yisheng to pay attention to the sequencing conference.

After considering all this, Ren Anran began to remove the various instruments from Ren Yisheng's body, and kept urging Ren Wuyang to take Ren Yisheng's body home.

"Once I check the security footage, if any of you have been gossiping about my dad and it causes him trouble, I won't let you off the hook!"

After uttering those words, Ren Wuyang barely managed to suppress the anger and murderous intent within him, and pushed Ren Yisheng's medical bed outwards.

"This is exactly my physical state after my soul transmigrated!"

Zhang Xuezhou did not have the authority to enter the old mansion, but he waited outside the Louvre Palace until he saw a black sedan leave the palace.

He climbed into the sedan and saw Ren Yisheng inside.

After touching Ren Yisheng's body, a huge question arose in Zhang Xuezhou's mind.

Where did the professor's soul go?