Taking Ye Xishui as His Master—Please Bookmark, Recommend, Vote, and Tip

The unconscious Qin Fang seemed to have entered a special region. All he could see was endless white mist, too thick to see through, and he wandered through it aimlessly.

At one moment, a wisp of golden airflow drifted past and vanished in a flash; at another, a thread of gray airflow swam by, gone in an instant.

Who knew how much time had passed? Qin Fang only saw a blinding flash of golden light. Once his eyes adjusted, he saw Electrolux, a towering figure radiating golden light like a god.

He was an elderly man with an aged face, dressed in a magnificent black robe covered in gleaming golden runes. Over it was a large white cloak, forming a stark contrast with the black robe beneath, its hood pulled over his head.

In his right hand, he held a staff over two meters taller than himself. The entire staff was formed from three interwoven colors: black, white, and gold.

The three-colored metal coiled upward to form the miraculous staff. At its tip was a massive crystal carved into the shape of a skull, entirely white.

So this was Electrolux's true appearance? Even Qin Fang, having lived two lives, could not help but feel the urge to submit. Their levels of existence were simply different.

Yet beneath Electrolux's feet was an intricate and peculiar formation, echoing the pattern beneath Qin Fang's feet.

Electrolux looked at Qin Fang and said, "Kid, are you afraid?"

Qin Fang straightened his back and forced himself to reply, "N-No. I'm not afraid. I can tell that you bear me no ill will."

Electrolux looked at Qin Fang and said, "Your use of Spiritual Power is far too crude. Remember this: don't casually take residence in your Jade Skeleton body in the future. Once or twice may not cause much trouble, but if you do it frequently, your Spiritual Power may be damaged. When that happens, just wait until you cry."

After giving Qin Fang some guidance, Electrolux added, "You still have two and a half years left in my test. Whether you can become my disciple will depend on your performance."

Qin Fang took the opportunity to ask how to control Spiritual Power.

Electrolux smiled. "Once you become my official disciple, I will naturally teach you."

Qin Fang slowly woke up. It was already midnight the next day. After eating the dry rations he had brought with him, he sat cross-legged once more and began absorbing Undead Aura.

This place was far too distant from Mingdu, so Lao Li's food could not be delivered here.

Two days passed in the blink of an eye.

The Undead Aura that had once been dense here had been depleted by at least half, with Electrolux absorbing forty-nine percent of it.

The once-vibrant Blue Silver Grass had also begun to wilt, all drooping their heads after losing too much of their Origin.

Only the Life Aura within Qin Fang's body had grown rich to an extreme degree.

Qin Fang rose to his feet, his bones crackling loudly.

Two days of cultivation had sent his Soul Power soaring straight to Level 24. It was a terrifying rate of progress.

Seeing that Qin Fang still wanted more, Scorpion Tiger Douluo said, "Saint Son, too much is as bad as too little. Let's leave for now and return next week to absorb more."

Scorpion Tiger Douluo did not take Qin Fang back to the Affiliated Elementary Academy. Instead, he brought him to one of the Holy Spirit Cult's most mysterious strongholds.

It was a palace built deep underground. Pure white light illuminated the entire place, making it as bright as day and allowing Qin Fang to see its luxury.

The walls were pure white, adorned with all manner of precious decorations. Glazed tiles bore carvings of dragons and phoenixes, while fragments of valuable spirit plants were embedded throughout. A warm current of air swept through the place, making it feel like spring all year round.

High above, a pure white sphere hung like a great sun, radiating gentle light.

Qin Fang truly found it difficult to imagine that such a magnificent scene could exist in the originally dark underground world.

Upon arriving here, Scorpion Tiger Douluo's body visibly stiffened, and his expression became unnatural. He quietly told Qin Fang, "Saint Son, whatever the Supreme Pontiff asks you later, just answer honestly."

Qin Fang's body stiffened. Ah, the Supreme Pontiff? Could it be Ye Xishui?

She was a true powerhouse of the Holy Spirit Cult. Why had Scorpion Tiger Douluo brought him here? With a creak, Scorpion Tiger Douluo pushed open the heavy redwood doors and led Qin Fang more cautiously through a passage paved with jade.

Before long, Qin Fang and Scorpion Tiger Douluo arrived outside a palace.

Outside the palace stood an extraordinary old man. He was tall, with silver hair combed flawlessly into place. His face was rosy like an infant's, his long eyebrows hanging down along both sides of his face. With his hands behind his back, he quietly gazed at the artificial sun high above.

Not a trace of Soul Power leaked from the old man's body. He lowered his head to look at Scorpion Tiger Douluo, his gaze briefly passing over Qin Fang before he gave a soft sound of surprise. "This child has decent Talent."

Scorpion Tiger Douluo immediately flattered him. "Dragon Emperor Your Majesty, what keen eyes. He is the Holy Spirit Cult's Saint Son, personally selected by Sect Leader Zhong Liwu. His Talent is astonishing."

This old man was Long Xiaoyao.

Long Xiaoyao looked at Scorpion Tiger Douluo and asked, "Why have you come to see her?"

Scorpion Tiger Douluo hurriedly bowed. "By the Sect Leader's orders, I have brought the Saint Son to ask the Supreme Pontiff to take him as her disciple and teach him the art of forging Soul Tools."

A few days ago, Scorpion Tiger Douluo had mentioned to Zhong Liwu that the Saint Son wanted to learn Soul Tool core formations in order to deal with the test set by the Level 6 Soul Engineer dean at the academy.

Zhong Liwu waved a hand dismissively. "What can he learn from that bunch of amateurs? I'll find the Saint Son a Soul Engineer teacher. In a few days, bring him to the Supreme Pontiff to take her as his master. I'll handle the rest."

Thus, Scorpion Tiger Douluo had brought Qin Fang here.

A glint of golden light emerged from Long Xiaoyao's eyes and shot directly into Qin Fang's body, examining his bones and constitution before circling once through his Spiritual Sea.

Qin Fang suddenly felt as though he had been completely seen through. He became incredibly nervous. Senior Electrolux won't be discovered, will he?

Long Xiaoyao seemed not to have noticed Electrolux. He immediately exposed Qin Fang's secret. "Although you possess Twin Martial Souls, your body is only average, and your Spiritual Power is passable at best. It will be difficult for you to inherit her Soul Tool legacy. Even if you successfully become her disciple, you likely will not reach her level in this lifetime."

Scorpion Tiger Douluo was stunned. The Saint Son had Twin Martial Souls too? No wonder he had been able to absorb a ten-thousand-year Soul Ring as his Second Soul Ring.

Qin Fang understood. He suddenly remembered.

Aside from Kong Deming, the Rank 10 Soul Engineer, the Sun Moon Empire's greatest Soul Engineer was Ye Xishui of the Holy Spirit Cult.

The pinnacle Ninth Level Soul Tool, Death God's Tower, had claimed the lives of countless Titled Douluo.

Just then, Ye Xishui's cool voice came from within. "Let him enter."

Long Xiaoyao moved aside, clearing a path for Qin Fang. Scorpion Tiger Douluo hurriedly gave the dazed Qin Fang a push, signaling for him to go inside.

Qin Fang: Oh.

Qin Fang pushed open the finely carved sandalwood door and entered the room.

Everything in sight was furniture made of sandalwood: tables, chairs, and cabinets, all giving off a sandalwood fragrance that calmed the mind.

The jade floor gave off faint traces of Soul Power, so it was surely no ordinary item. The walls were decorated with famous paintings, lending the room an antique elegance.

However, at the center of the room stood a top-tier metal Operation Table, utterly out of place with the rest of the room and striking in contrast.

Qin Fang looked at Ye Xishui, who was engraving the core of a Ninth Level Soul Tool, and froze. What an exquisite beauty. Her features were perfectly balanced—not a fraction too much, not a fraction too little—as if she had stepped out of a painting.

Ye Xishui could not help knocking Qin Fang on the head. "Already misbehaving at such a young age."

Qin Fang's face instantly turned red. "It's because you're too beautiful, big sister."

Ye Xishui was startled, then a delighted smile appeared at the corners of her lips. Her mood brightened, and the entire room seemed to become more radiant along with her.

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