Chapter 1072: Dragon Blood Treasure Tree Protects the Soul (Second Update!)
On the ghost ship, Wei Suifeng’s expression was grave as he examined the damage to Qin Mu’s head. His fingers flew in rapid succession, striking acupoints to seal Qin Mu’s soul and spirit embryo using the Seven Chapters of Creation from the Great Nurturing Demon Sutra, preventing his spirit and soul from leaving his body.
In an instant, his form shrank into a tiny shadow and, with a whoosh, entered the spirit embryo divine repository in Qin Mu’s brow.
The Great Nurturing Demon Sutra was a technique he had comprehended from the Woodcutter Sage’s stone transmission, and successive Heavenly Demon Sect leaders had all cultivated the methods he passed down. The technique of turning the body into a dark shadow was called the Demon Shadow Illusion Art; besides this, there was also the Mirror Image Art, which allowed the body to transform into a reflection.
Wei Suifeng arrived at Qin Mu’s spirit embryo divine repository and looked around, startled. He saw that Qin Mu’s spirit embryo divine repository was vastly different from anyone else’s—boundless and vast, like the primordial chaos of the universe!
“No wonder this junior brother is so powerful!”
He had no time to examine it closely. He saw that Qin Mu’s spirit embryo divine repository was collapsing, with celestial phenomena in chaos and geography overturned. Everywhere, the sky was falling and the earth was caving in. The yin-yang, four phases, five elements, and seven stars were all in utter disarray.
“Celestial Battle Dao Art!”
Wei Suifeng shouted softly, raising his own celestial palace to suppress the surging earth, water, wind, and fire, stabilizing the geography. With a wave of his hand, the celestial phenomena ceased their chaos, and the stars returned to their positions.
He then separated yin and yang, fixed the five elements, and finally stopped Qin Mu’s condition from worsening.
Suddenly, he noticed a massive gaping wound in Qin Mu’s spirit embryo divine repository—a scar left by a great spear piercing through it.
“Formidable!”
A chill ran down Wei Suifeng’s spine. He erased the divine ability hidden within the spear wound and breathed a sigh of relief.
Qin Mu’s spirit embryo and soul were tattered and torn, and his celestial palaces were in ruins. His spirit embryo and soul were barely clinging to life.
Wei Suifeng frowned. This kind of injury was beyond his ability to heal.
Qin Mu’s divine consciousness fluctuated weakly, like a thread of breath: “Senior brother, around Long Pi’s neck hangs a jade bottle. Inside is Primordial Chaos Essence Liquid…”
Wei Suifeng quickly flew out of his divine repository, took the Sky-Embracing Bottle hanging from Long Qilin’s neck, and entered it. He poured some Primordial Chaos Essence Liquid into a large golden vat and submerged Qin Mu’s head in it.
“Chief Wei seems to have used too much essence liquid…” Long Qilin looked at the liquid in the vat and thought to himself, “He probably doesn’t know this Primordial Chaos Essence Liquid is used to water Mother Earth’s true body. Using this much won’t cause problems, will it?”
Qin Mu’s head began to absorb the Primordial Chaos Essence Liquid. His spirit embryo divine repository seemed to undergo a new wave of creation. Shattered stars began to restore themselves, the broken Taiji diagram rapidly repaired, the sun and moon resumed their motion, severed mountains rose from the ground, sweet rain fell from the sky, and the phantom images of ancient gods came back to life.
Qin Mu’s spirit embryo and soul also recovered rapidly, and his flesh and blood grew at an astonishing speed.
Wei Suifeng held the Sky-Embracing Bottle, ready to add more Primordial Chaos Essence Liquid to the vat at any moment. He watched as the liquid in the vat decreased bit by bit, and each time it did, he topped it up.
Feeling it still wasn’t enough, he pinched Qin Mu’s mouth open and poured the Primordial Chaos Essence Liquid down his throat in great gulps.
Long Qilin was startled and quickly warned Wei Suifeng, “Chief, you can’t consume too much Primordial Chaos Essence Liquid. It will burst him. This treasure is meant for watering the Primeval Tree!”
Wei Suifeng gave him a heavy knock on the head. “Are you the chief, or am I? I’m an old hand—I’ve eaten more salt than you’ve eaten rice. I know what I’m doing…”
Before he could finish, Qin Mu’s body in the golden vat began to grow larger, soon towering over him!
Wei Suifeng was startled. Long Qilin said, “Chief, the salt you’ve eaten might not be more than the rice I’ve eaten. My rice is spirit pills…”
Wei Suifeng knocked him on the head again and stared nervously at Qin Mu in the vat. The golden vat was large enough, but it was gradually becoming too small to contain Qin Mu’s body.
“Junior brother!”
Cold sweat broke out on Wei Suifeng’s forehead as he roared, “Your newly regenerated body isn’t like your old one—it needs tempering! Hurry and activate your technique, or you’ll end up big but weak!”
Qin Mu, dazed and confused, opened his eyes to look at him, then closed them again.
Wei Suifeng frowned, pacing around the golden vat. “His physical body is unharmed, and the injuries to his spirit embryo divine repository and celestial palaces are mostly healed. So why isn’t he waking up?”
As he pondered, Qin Mu’s height shot up by several more zhang, making him look like a young creator god.
Wei Suifeng quickly removed the excess essence liquid from the vat, but he could do nothing about the liquid he had already poured into Qin Mu’s stomach. Moreover, Qin Mu’s injuries were too peculiar, making it hard for him to pinpoint where the real damage lay.
“Who did he fight to get this badly hurt?” Wei Suifeng asked urgently.
Long Qilin quickly replied, “It seemed to be the borrowed body of the Grand Emperor, likely the later Hong Tianzun.”
“The Grand Emperor! Then the worst injury is to his divine consciousness. I’m not strong in that area—I probably can’t help treat it.”
Wei Suifeng tried to activate his divine consciousness and touch Qin Mu’s. As soon as they connected, he immediately sensed that Qin Mu’s divine consciousness was in extreme chaos. He said, “Junior brother, how do I heal the damage to your divine consciousness?”
Qin Mu managed to stay awake for a moment. “Find Divine King Gong Yun. She owes me a favor…” As he spoke, a Dragon Blood Treasure Tree flew out from between his brows and landed beside the golden vat.
The branches of the Dragon Blood Treasure Tree fluttered, emitting a series of pleasant Dao sounds. Wei Suifeng breathed a sigh of relief. Qin Mu’s remaining divine consciousness flew out and took refuge in the Dragon Blood Treasure Tree, using the tree’s Dao resonance to keep himself awake for the time being.
Meanwhile, Qin Mu in the golden vat stopped growing. Around his body, nearly two thousand halos of light revolved, each containing a small phantom of an ancient god.
These ancient god phantoms resided in various parts of Qin Mu’s body, working together to refine and consume the excess Primordial Chaos Essence Liquid within him.
Wei Suifeng marveled at the sight. The Dragon Blood Treasure Tree, which Qin Mu had stolen from the Heavenly Emperor’s Zhaoyang Hall, was just enough to preserve a sliver of his divine consciousness.
“Where can I find Divine King Gong Yun?” Wei Suifeng asked.
His primordial energy flew out, lifting Qin Mu from the golden vat and placing him under the Dragon Blood Treasure Tree. Qin Mu had no clothes on—they had been destroyed by Da Hong.
Wei Suifeng took off his own robe, and Long Qilin hurriedly dressed Qin Mu.
Qin Mu sat there motionless, continuing to activate the Tyrant Body Three-Dan Technique to stabilize his physical body. His divine consciousness transmitted from the Dragon Blood Treasure Tree: “Sixty thousand years ago, the Dragon Han Heavenly Court split apart. Divine King Gong Yun shouldn’t miss that major event.”
Yan’er asked, “Why can’t we go back to the moment when Ugly Earth Bo caused havoc in the heavenly court? That’s when Divine King Gong Yun tied up Da Hong and whipped him—it would be easy to find her then.”
Wei Suifeng shook his head, urging the ghost ship forward. Thick fog surrounded the ship. “You were there at that time too. Two versions of the same person can’t exist simultaneously unless one disappears. We can’t go back.”
He was about to send Qin Mu and the Dragon Blood Treasure Tree to the treasure carriage when suddenly light flickered. A massive canopy appeared on the treasure carriage—the same canopy that guarded the Xiao Han Heavenly Court. At night, it had returned to the ghost ship on its own.
The treasure carriage had already endured the desperate battle between Qin Mu and Da Hong. When the canopy crashed down, the carriage could no longer hold and shattered into pieces.
Wei Suifeng frowned. With a light sweep of his hands, countless runes and Dao patterns formed a large circle, absorbing the Dragon Blood Treasure Tree and Qin Mu into it.
He gently patted the circle, and it settled behind Yan’er’s head, like the halo formed by a blessing from an ancient god.
Wei Suifeng called Lin Xiao over and said, “Pick another lantern! Wait—pick several more, so they won’t get smashed again!”
A chicken-headed dragon ran over, carrying nine lanterns in its beak.
Wei Suifeng took the lanterns and handed one to each of the six heavenly dragons, Long Qilin, and Yan’er. He hung the last one on the Dragon Blood Treasure Tree. He instructed Long Qilin, “We have already transformed into non-material forms and cannot leave the ghost ship. I don’t know if the outside world is sixty thousand years ago or if there’s danger. You must be cautious!”
He paused for a moment, then said, “If it is sixty thousand years ago, go see You Ming, the son of the Northern Emperor. Steal his Glazed Azure Sky Canopy—it will be enough to protect yourselves!”