Chapter 177: Soul-Devouring Body Enters Reincarnation

Chapter 177: Soul-Devouring Body Enters Reincarnation

Wu Bingqing's small fists fell upon Qin Xuan's chest like a torrential rain of pear blossoms.

If it were before, even a single punch would have been enough to shatter mountains and split the earth; even those in the Saint King Realm would not dare to take it head-on.

But now, Wu Bingqing, drenched in Three Thousand Weak Waters, had her combat power completely suppressed.

She was nothing more than a weak woman who couldn't even truss a chicken.

Her little fists pounded against Qin Xuan's chest, feeling like she was scratching an itch, or perhaps flirting with him.

Qin Xuan nodded playfully, "Still have some energy, huh?"

Possessing a special treasure, the Water-Avoiding Bead, he remained unaffected by the Three Thousand Weak Waters and flicked his finger.

A large amount of Three Thousand Weak Waters gathered above Wu Bingqing's head into a sphere of water, which then exploded.

As the Three Thousand Weak Waters poured down, Wu Bingqing looked like a drowned rat, as if she had just been fished out of the water, her messy, pitch-black long hair plastered all over her body.

Her torn body also ceased to suffer further devastation.

Her loose black dress was thoroughly soaked, clinging to her cold, statuesque Physique and revealing every curve.

This made Qin Xuan realize that Wu Bingqing was a Daughter of Luck, a top-tier beauty whose natural charm was impossible to ignore.

It was a stark contrast to her previous image of madness and demonic possession.

"Hah! Hah—" The heavy breathing continued.

However, that chilling and unavoidable energy of evil thoughts could no longer be unleashed.

At this moment, Wu Bingqing still only knew how to kill.

But to Qin Xuan, she no longer posed any threat.

"Enough, just lie down obediently."

As Wu Bingqing charged at him, Qin Xuan delivered a hand chop, knocking her unconscious instantly.

There was no need to waste time talking nonsense with a possessed Wu Bingqing.

It simply wouldn't work.

Let her calm down and wait until she regained her sanity.

Inside the ancient prison-suppressing tower, Leng Li said gloomily, "You knew that the Three Thousand Weak Waters could suppress the possessed Wu Bingqing, so why did you bother making futile efforts in front of everyone earlier?"

Wouldn't it have been time-saving and effortless to just douse her with the Three Thousand Weak Waters directly?

She felt that Qin Xuan was just causing trouble for himself earlier.

Qin Xuan shook his head and said slowly, "First of all, I don't know much about Wu Bingqing. I needed to know how to completely suppress her Soul-Devouring Body. If I hadn't tried, I wouldn't have known that if I wanted to suppress the possessed Wu Bingqing without harming her, I couldn't use my Physique or the Pure Phoenix Flame."

Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated.

Only by knowing some of Wu Bingqing's background could he use it as a baseline to constantly expand and increase the probability of capturing her.

This was an important step that could not be ignored!

"Secondly, this test allowed me to learn the correct way to use the Soul-Devouring Body."

The Chaos Hongmeng Body can curb Wu Bingqing's Soul-Devouring Body from continuing to passively devour, preventing her from excessively absorbing remnant souls filled with evil thoughts.

And the Pure Phoenix Flame can burn those excess remnant souls to ashes.

In other words, to a certain extent, Wu Bingqing can use her Soul-Devouring Body to forcibly raise her combat power to the middle or late Saint Realm during battle.

At approximately this level, Qin Xuan can preserve a sliver of Wu Bingqing's sanity, preventing her from going completely insane and avoiding serious damage to her body.

Don't underestimate just a one-Realm increase; in reality, it has already reached a Heaven-Defying and monstrous level.

Wu Bingqing, who is currently only at the Peak of the Quasi-Saint Realm, can use her Soul-Devouring Body to unleash combat power equivalent to the middle or late Saint Realm while retaining her consciousness.

Then, when she breaks through to the Saint Realm, wouldn't she be able to unleash combat power equivalent to the Saint King Realm?

Once she breaks through to the Saint King Realm, she would even be able to contend with a Quasi-Emperor Realm expert.

You must know that the Soul-Devouring Body directly boosts Wu Bingqing's combat power by an entire major Realm.

With her monstrous combat talent, she can also kill enemies across Realms.

The expandability of this is terrifyingly shocking!

Wu Bingqing is a Daughter of Luck, after all; isn't killing enemies across Realms as easy as cutting vegetables or grabbing something with her hand?

Even among all those Children of Luck, Wu Bingqing's level of monstrosity is quite explosive.

How could Qin Xuan bear to just waste her like that?

If he takes her for his own use, she would definitely be one of his right-hand men!

Leng Li listened as if it were serious, feeling that Qin Xuan's test had indeed played a big role, and tilted her head, asking in return, "And finally? What is the final benefit?"

As soon as she finished speaking, a rainbow light came from across the border in the far distance.

The Saint King Realm guard dispatched by the Third Prince, holding an ancient bronze mirror, looked down from above and shouted angrily, "Qin Xuan, how dare you! How dare you bully the Saintess of the Butian Holy Land!"

The Saint King Realm guard was inexplicably terrified.

He never dreamed that Wu Bingqing, who was possessed and whom even he feared immensely, would be subdued by Qin Xuan so effortlessly and without any ability to fight back.

What terrified him the most was that Qin Xuan could actually manipulate the power of the Three Thousand Weak Waters.

How dreamlike was that?

One must know that even at the Peak of the Saint King Realm, upon entering the zone of the Three Thousand Weak Waters, one would become like a powerless mortal, left to be slaughtered.

Controlling the power of the Weak Waters was unheard of.

Qin Xuan must possess a treasure that can manipulate the Weak Waters!

If he obtained this treasure, why would he need to fear the shitty Third Prince anymore?

He could just defect from the Third Prince's camp; the world would be wide, and he could soar freely.

Even in the powerful Ziyang Dynasty, experts in the Quasi-Emperor Realm were as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin horns.

He didn't believe the Third Prince could send a Quasi-Emperor to hunt him down.

If there was no Quasi-Emperor hunting him, a Saint King Realm expert in front of him would be nothing but an ant.

They could all be lured and killed with the Weak Waters!

Of course, all this would be after obtaining the treasure that could manipulate the Weak Waters.

"Hand over the treasure, and I will leave your corpse intact!"

The Saint King Realm guard pressed down with an imposing Aura.

His pupils shook violently, filled with wild joy.

No matter how monstrous Qin Xuan was, that was only against the Saint Realm.

During the previous slaughter, Qin Xuan avoided the Saint King Realm like the plague.

In other words, Qin Xuan's monstrosity was far from being able to contend with the Saint King Realm.

He could crush him with ease!

Qin Xuan watched the Saint King Realm expert charging at him and continued to mutter to himself unhurriedly, "Finally, if I expose my trump card, those experts will avoid me as well. How could there be such a big fool who would walk right into the trap?"

"Others want to kill me, but do I not want to kill them?"

"Instead of searching for them one by one, which is time-consuming and laborious, why not show a flaw and let them come looking for me?"

The Saint King Realm guard sneered, "I think you've gone mad. Are you trying to rely on a quasi-emperor artifact to suppress this Saint King?"

He reached out his palm, shattering the space in front of him. However, right in front of Qin Xuan, it shattered the space and emerged, turning into a beast claw dense with black energy, clawing at Qin Xuan's face.

Just as it was about to touch Qin Xuan, a more pure, azure-blue Aura exploded instantly.

In front of Qin Xuan, the cold air, like a wrapped silkworm cocoon, instantly froze the Saint King Realm expert's arm in an instant.

Leng Li's delicate body, with her red hair and red eyes, curvy and graceful, appeared beside Qin Xuan and gradually materialized.

Having infinitely approached the Late Stage of the Saint King Realm, her Saint Soul strength was already comparable to a physical entity.

She didn't look at the attacking Saint King Realm expert but stared at Qin Xuan gloomily, murmuring with a sigh, "Including your refusal to fight the Saint King Realm expert at the entrance of the Endless Ice Cave earlier, was it for this reason? Just to deliberately hide your trump card, create the illusion to these Saint King Realm experts that they could crush you, make them greedy, and then break them one by one as much as possible? Even to let that Third Prince always feel that he is in a winning position, and further, to walk right into the trap?"

Qin Xuan asked back amusingly, "What else could it be?"

Leng Li exhaled a clear breath and shook her head helplessly.

Sometimes, it's just impotent rage.

She felt that her brain wasn't enough, as if a string was missing.

She could see the next step and was already smug, thinking this plan was brilliant.

But this guy Qin Xuan, his calm words and deeds, hid mysteries, like a snake in the grass, with plans laid out for thousands of miles.

He had already aimed seven or eight steps, or even ten steps ahead.

His behavior was more like a seasoned hunter, first setting a snare, and then continuously filling the surroundings of the snare with various traps and capturing devices.

Letting those originally wary prey, from being hesitant, to showing greed, and finally blinded by interests, rush in all at once, and then completely fall into the trap, killing them in one blow!

"Leng Li, you're not dead?"

"You have been kept by Qin Xuan in the quasi-emperor artifact!"

"Your soul strength is actually approaching the Late Stage of the Saint King Realm. How is this possible? How did you turn into a Soul Cultivator, and how did you progress so rapidly?"

The Saint King Realm guard realized the moment he saw Leng Li that he had fallen into a trap and would definitely not return.

He wasn't angry, but tried every possible way to leave a glimmer of hope for himself. He broke off his frozen arm, kowtowed to Qin Xuan, and said in fear, "Young Master Qin, I, Hua Ling, am willing to become your most loyal servant!"

"I am at the Early Stage of the Saint King Realm. I am willing to open my soul for you to plant a controlling slave mark, and I am willing to serve Young Master Qin for generations to come!"

"I am even willing to destroy my own Physical Body and turn into a Soul Cultivator!"

"Crack, crack"—The monstrous azure-blue cold air surged towards Hua Ling.

The boiling cold air swept out like a tidal wave.

Causing the frozen Hua Ling to crack inch by inch in the blink of an eye.

Even his Saint Soul was completely shattered in the freezing.

Qin Xuan turned his head, his brows slightly knitted, and asked with dissatisfaction, "Who told you to kill him?"

Leng Li crossed her arms over her chest, avoiding the question and speaking with conviction, "Don't think I don't know that you are the one with the biggest cleanliness freak. I've been kept by you in the ancient prison-suppressing tower for so long, and you have even deliberately frozen the time inside the ancient prison-suppressing tower countless times. During that time-stop, you were as rude to me as possible, and in the end, because our soul bodies are different, it ended up being nothing."

"In your eyes, am I not already in the palm of your hand? Would you allow a man of the opposite sex to be in the small tower with me?"

Qin Xuan's mouth twitched wildly, "I could have planted a slave mark on him and made him be a mole for me in the dog-shit Third Prince's camp!"

That son-of-a-bitch Third Prince had been eyeing his ancient prison-suppressing tower since he appeared.

Most of the troubles he encountered were related to this prince.

Just now, he didn't even bother to disguise it, directly shifting the disaster and luring Wu Bingqing to attack him.

If that guy, the Third Prince, could still leave the Land of Fallen Emperors alive.

Then he, as a big villain, might as well find a piece of tofu and bump himself to death.

Leng Li knew she was in the wrong, and her voice became a bit weaker, "You should have said so earlier. You didn't say so earlier, so how would I know your plan? Do you think my brain works as well as yours?"

She picked up Hua Ling's bronze mirror and handed it to Qin Xuan, saying, "This Medium Grade Sacred Artifact will be your compensation. It's just a pity that Hua Ling's other treasures, including his relatives, seem to be under the control of the Third Prince. Otherwise, a Saint King Realm expert who lives with his head on his belt would have had a fairly rich net worth."

Qin Xuan weighed the ancient bronze mirror, "What is so strange about this Sacred Artifact?"

Leng Li said bluntly, "The Copy Mirror can imprint a Clone of the main body, and the Clone has about three to five percent of the main body's combat power. If Hua Ling had used the Clone from the Copy Mirror to come, he might have escaped. It's just a pity that the Clone and the main body need to be within a certain distance. When Hua Ling saw that you could manipulate the power of the Weak Waters, he was already so greedy that he forgot himself and rushed over to die."

Qin Xuan stared at the bronze mirror with disgust.

Imprinting a Clone of the main body, isn't that the same as a Clone?

This thing, how poisonous it is!

He is surrounded by Daughters of Luck, and getting involved with Clones...

Just thinking about it, he felt disgusted.

Some things he must do himself; even if it's a Clone of his main body, he absolutely does not allow it, always feeling disgusted to death.

He threw the bronze mirror into the small tower with disdain, and for the time being, he couldn't be bothered to pay attention to it.

If there is a need later, using a Clone to explore dangerous places would have no psychological burden.

Moreover, at some special times, for example, when playing wild.

When the ways of playing increase, he can choose not to imprint himself, but can let the Daughter of Luck imprint more...

Ahem...

After thinking carefully, Qin Xuan felt that this kind of thought of his was not very good.

It was a bit too double-standard.

Immediately realizing his identity as a big villain, Qin Xuan's heart suddenly cleared up.

"I am not one of those double-standard and self-righteous Children of Luck. I am a big villain; what's wrong with being a bit flamboyant?"

Slowly withdrawing his mind, he sensed the changes taking place where Wu Bingqing was, and he cast his gaze there.

But he saw that Wu Bingqing, who was wrapped in evil thoughts, was under the influence of a strange energy, and the evil thoughts that were pitch-black like a swamp around her began to recede inch by inch.

The filthy darkness faded, and her jade-white face was gradually exposed in the ice palace.

Her long, curved black eyelashes were dyed with azure-blue frost the moment the evil thoughts receded.

The cold and beautiful Wu Bingqing had a palm-sized oval face, an exquisite nose, and lips like cinnabar.

She was not the image of a cold, icy queen, but had the exquisite appearance of a delicate beauty.

To a certain extent, her style was somewhat similar to Little Koi.

It's just that Wu Bingqing's figure was more graceful, and she was growing more and more curvaceous.

Her towering chest, at a glance, came into view, making people fantasize and want to bury their heads in it, forgetting to eat and sleep.

"No wonder Little Koi said that her third sister treats her well. Perhaps she saw a side she didn't possess, longing for that kind of purity, unaffected by evil thoughts, which is why she had some favoritism."

As Qin Xuan muttered to himself, Wu Bingqing's frost-covered eyelashes trembled slightly.

Immediately, she opened her eyes with difficulty.

The blood-colored ferocity disappeared, and in its place was a clarity and sweetness akin to a mountain spring, much like Little Koi's.

Wu Bingqing, with a look of pain on her face, supported herself on the ice with her hands and looked up at Qin Xuan. In her clear eyes, there was visible fear as she asked, "Who are you?"

She looked around, her voice trembling, and asked, "I... I I I where am I? It's so cold, I... I I feel like I'm an ice cube, it's so cold..."