The Eight Treasures Merit Pool

"His three souls and seven spirits have returned!"

Yao Yuanguang was indeed unsure how to recover Zhang Xuezhou's three souls and seven spirits; he hadn't even begun a formal investigation yet.

He simply used one of Zhang Xuezhou's Law Treasure.

The great Confucian scholar Yuan Gu held the most precious Confucian School treasure, a treasure that could ward off all evil spirits, and he heard it clearly from inside the carriage.

Compared to using one's own manpower and effort, using Law Treasure is obviously simpler and more convenient. Besides, Yao Yuanguang's body was unwell after using his Divine Ability ability to judge people, so it would be difficult to get him to use any great power.

Yao Yuanguang didn't know if this "warding off evil spirits" technique would work; he was just giving it a try.

Aside from affecting himself and those nearby, causing everyone to remain calm, Yao Yuanguang was surprised that a ray of divine light descended from the sky and actually shrank back into Zhang Xuezhou's body.

This undoubtedly means Zhang Xuezhou has returned.

Although it's unknown how Zhang Xuezhou escaped the sweep of time, the other party finally returned to his body.

The two incidents involved Nezha and Zhang Xuezhou. Whether they affected the future or were just a lucky coincidence that the other party had recovered, Yao Yuanguang felt that the matter was temporarily resolved, at least his life was no longer in danger today.

Yao Yuanguang exclaimed, clearly delighted.

"But my cousin hasn't regained consciousness!"

Rong Tianding leaned closer, waited for Zhang Xuezhou, and shook Zhang Xuezhou's body. When he finally pried open Zhang Xuezhou's eyes, he felt that Zhang Xuezhou was no different before and after.

"We civilized people don't resort to violence, but you got my cousin back the way you did today!"

Rong Tianding looked at Yao Yuanguang, but he couldn't bring himself to harbor any evil thoughts.

This prompted him to reach out and snatch the longevity elixir from Yao Yuanguang's hand.

"If you restore my cousin to normal, I'll return the pill to you; otherwise, I'll swallow it right now!"

The idea of killing Yao Yuanguang was gone, but Rong Tianding had other ways to get to work.

He seized Yao Yuanguang's golden elixir, instantly causing Yao Yuanguang's joyful expression to vanish without a trace.

"You promised not to lay a hand on me, and you still took my precious thing!" Yao Yuanguang rebuked.

"You had the elixir with you when you treated my cousin, which must have made the treatment inconvenient. I was just holding it for you," Rong Tianding corrected, "The Primordial Lord can testify that as long as you bring my cousin back, I will definitely return the elixir to you!"

"Can!"

Jinxia Yuanjun responded calmly.

He couldn't be bothered with Rong Tianding and Yao Yuanguang's petty affairs at the moment, but Jinxia Yuanjun hoped that Yao Yuanguang would bring Zhang Xuezhou to his senses.

This might provide more evidence and could potentially benefit Nezha.

If Zhang Xuezhou was beyond saving, that would be one thing, but he had just sensed a surge of spiritual power entering Zhang Xuezhou's body as well.

However, Jinxia Yuanjun didn't know why Zhang Xuezhou was still not awake, nor could she figure out how to solve the problems caused by this physiognomy technique. She could only let Yao Yuanguang try it out first.

"O soul, return!"

When he heard Yao Yuanguang reciting the art of soul-summoning, he realized that Yao Yuanguang had run out of ideas.

Zhang Xuezhou's soul has already returned to his body, so using the soul-collecting technique again will obviously have no effect.

Moreover, Yao Yuanguang was merely a geomancer and not a professional in the art of soul-collecting.

Perhaps unable to bear watching any longer, after a short while, Rong Tianding also began the process of collecting the souls.

Yao Yuanguang has high cultivation but lacks professionalism, while Rong Tianding has low cultivation but is professional.

As peripheral members of the Corpse-Eating School, Daoist Mu's former senior brothers were very stingy with useful Technique Method, wishing they could split a single spell into ten parts and make Daoist Mu work like a beast of burden. However, when it came to useless Technique Method, these people were very generous and directly gave him the complete spell.

For example, the Daoist Mu is somewhat skilled in the art of soul collection and has even made a name for himself in Hibiscus City.

As the heir, it's not a problem for Rong Tianding to do such a thing.

But Rong Tianding never expected that the person he would be performing a ritual for the first time would be Zhang Xuezhou.

He chanted for a few seconds, then took a few steps, let out a few dry cries, and then went back to chanting, working even harder than Yao Yuanguang.

Later on, even Yao Yuanguang lost his way in the process of collecting the soul, and would occasionally let out a wail.

"That's truly touching! I don't remember these two disciples shouting this enthusiastically when I passed away!"

At some point, the painting demon in the center of the Taiyi Palace's main hall also came out to watch the commotion.

His body was like a celestial being, floating in the air.

However, if viewed from the side, one can see his flat and thin body after deflation, completely lacking the fullness of a normal human form.

"Senior brother, keep quiet here. You should know that senior brother hates joking about Master the most," Jinxia Yuanjun warned. "Don't end up dying without even knowing how you died!"

"I definitely keep quiet when Nezha is out of his mind, afraid he'll do something stupid in a moment of madness. But he's so calm now, I think it's okay even if I say something wrong," the painting demon exclaimed smugly. "You all have to admit, I'm the one who understands you best in the world!"

"Senior brother, if I die, can I also become a painting demon?"

Nezha sat quietly for a long time, a rare occurrence in his life.

When Nezha finally asked, Jinxia Yuanjun realized that Nezha's thought process had gone completely astray.

"Senior brother, the future predicted by physiognomy can be changed," said Jinxia Yuanjun. "Our purpose in seeking physiognomy is not to quietly await death, but to seek a new life that can change our fate!"

"If the future is real, nothing I do can change it," Nezha said. "If the future is fake, then it's okay if I do nothing!"

"What you said makes a lot of sense to me, Junior Brother," said Jinxia Yuanjun. "But physiognomy can predict the future, and there are many cultivators who have changed their fate through such advance warnings. We won't lose anything by believing in it. At most, it will only cause us some trouble for twenty years or so, which is just a fleeting moment to you, Senior Brother!"

"Junior brother, I think what you said makes sense!"

Nezha thought about it for a long time, but after being persuaded by Jinxia Yuanjun, he quickly gave up the idea of becoming a painting demon.

"Tch, you think you can just become a painting demon? A painting demon like me is one in a million, if not unique. There are only a handful of scrolls like mine in the world, and only the Investiture of the Gods scroll can surpass me!"

The painting demon was extremely pleased with himself, but Nezha had lost interest in being a painting demon and didn't bother with him for the time being.

This left the painting demon feeling awkward, so it had no choice but to meddle in other people's affairs.

"Those two's wailing won't help. That kid isn't awake because his mind is confused," the demon said. "I can tell at a glance. Just throw him in the Eight Treasures Merit Pool and he'll be back to normal!"

"The Eight Treasures Merit Pool belongs to the Great Master of the West; how could he easily allow outsiders to use it?" Jinxia Yuanjun said with difficulty.

"The Daoist Jieyin likes to take advantage of others. The Seven Treasures Thousand-Petaled Golden Lotus he cultivates is not as good as our Taiyi Palace's, which is why he has been eyeing us for a long time. As long as you break off a section of the Spirit Silk Jade Lotus and give it to him, he will definitely be happy to do such a thing," said the Demon Painter.

"What you say makes sense, but..."

Whether it was worth sacrificing her own treasure to save Zhang Xuezhou was a question that Jinxia Yuanjun pondered deeply.

If Zhang Xuezhou has no value, then the other party is clearly not worth him using his treasures for.

The problem is that Zhang Xuezhou may now have value, perhaps having glimpsed Nezha's state in his divination of the future.

Even if the other party knows just a little bit, it's worth the cost.

However, if the other party forgets the relevant details, then his investment will be completely wasted.