Su Zhan was somewhat surprised.
She had suspected that the voice was related to the tree of light, yet she had not expected the voice to drill into her sea of consciousness along with the fruit.
No, that was wrong.
It should be said that this fruit was the divine soul of that voice’s owner, transformed!
One had to know that a cultivator’s soul was far from as tough as the body.
A single carelessness and it would be damaged.
If it ran into someone else’s sea of consciousness, it could easily be refined into nourishment.
In other words, this so-called opportunity was actually…
Thinking of this, Su Zhan subconsciously stopped absorbing.
The figure that had originally been hugging its knees and curled into a ball seemed to sense something.
It lifted its head and looked around, timid and soft like a child.
“Who are you?” Su Zhan tried to communicate with it.
“Who am I? Who am I…” the figure muttered to itself. “Qingqing? No… you’re not Qingqing…”
“Who is Qingqing?” Su Zhan asked again.
“Qingqing is Qingqing… she’s my Qingqing…” The figure shook its head, as if searching for Su Zhan.
Her voice was illusory and drifting, and her answers were rather besides the point.
Su Zhan understood.
This figure was formed from a incomplete wisp of remnant soul.
Its mind was incomplete and only retained the most basic obsession.
Qingqing, huh…
“The Qingqing you’re looking for, is she called Bai Qingqing?
Is she a swordswoman?” Su Zhan asked.
She had thought of that sword tomb in the corridor earlier.
“Qingqing is just Qingqing…” the figure murmured.
She gave up searching for Su Zhan and hugged herself a little tighter.
As a wisp of remnant soul, she only had some instincts left.
Fine.
It seemed she would not get anything out of her.
Su Zhan gave up helplessly and looked at this figure, rather at a loss.
Cultivators took heavenly materials and earthly treasures from heaven and earth to cultivate, and after death turned into heavenly materials and earthly treasures to return to heaven and earth.
Such cases were everywhere.
It was precisely because of this that the cultivation world flourished without decline and would not walk toward a so-called Age of Dharma Decline.
But Su Zhan could not bear it in her heart and found it somewhat hard to make a move.
Yet letting this figure stay in her sea of consciousness forever was not a solution either.
“Do you have any wish you want to fulfill?” Su Zhan asked with a compensatory mindset.
“Qingqing… Qingqing…” the figure murmured.
“Heaven and earth are vast this time.
Finding someone may be a bit difficult.
I cannot promise I will definitely find her,” Su Zhan said.
Moreover she did not know which era the owner of this divine soul had been born in.
If it was a thousand years ago, seas had changed into mulberry fields, and it would be even harder to find.
So Su Zhan did not make a promise.
“Do you have any other wish?
If it’s something I can do, I will do my best,” she asked again.
That figure was silent for a moment, as if trying hard to think.
Its hands went from hugging its knees to hugging its own head, shaking left and right.
“Treasure…”
The figure suddenly lifted its head. “Qingqing’s treasure… the four of us’s treasure…”
As if she had thought of something else, the figure shook its head.
“No… Qingqing will be unhappy… have to find Qingqing first…”
Treasure, huh?
Su Zhan’s heart stirred.
She had already confirmed this figure was related to the owner of that sword tomb.
Earlier in the corridor, she and Yun Li had found a treasure map in that earthen hut.
Only, that map had been drawn no differently from a child’s doodle, so the two of them had not taken it to heart at the time.
Her memory was good.
She still remembered the contents of that map and could draw it out after this tempering ended and give it to Yun Li.
Yun Li was Heaven’s own daughter.
Since both opportunities in this instance were related to that Qingqing, perhaps she would find something.
Of course, Su Zhan did not hold much hope for this.
After all, what several children could gather together and hide would be nothing more than some toys, or something like a time capsule.
“Can I… look at the stars?” the figure said, her voice very, very light.
She truly could not think of anything else she wanted.
“All right.”
Su Zhan agreed.
This was a very simple wish.
There was no reason to refuse, and it was not hard to fulfill.
It happened to be night now.
She only needed to use a divine sense technique to share the scene she saw into her sea of consciousness.
So she opened her eyes and looked up at the night sky.
Tonight the night scenery was beautiful.
Although it was not a sky full of stars, the bright moon hung high and clean, its light like water, clear radiance filling the ground.
A faint glow rose in the depths of Su Zhan’s eyes.
The divine sense technique was released and gently connected with her sea of consciousness.
She slightly raised her head and swept across the sky.
The cold moonlight was like gauze.
When what she saw was projected into the sea of consciousness, that hazy figure’s gaze was immediately drawn.
The figure gazed greedily and gradually grew blurry.
The figure’s murmuring voice rose faintly by Su Zhan’s ear, like sleep-talk, like a sigh.
“So beautiful… like her eyes.”
Inside the sea of consciousness, wind stirred where there was none.
The figure gradually dissipated into points of light, condensed into a bead, then quickly burst apart, turning into a stretch of nebula in Su Zhan’s sea of consciousness.
She could also feel her spirit lift, as if she had suddenly woken from a great dream.
“Thank you… Su Zhan?”
“Senior Sister, you’ve already refined it?” Chu Yao noticed Su Zhan’s abnormality and was somewhat shocked.
“Probably,” Su Zhan carefully sensed for a moment.
Inside the sea of consciousness, the aura belonging to that figure was completely gone.
“So this is a true Heaven’s Pride.
When my senior sister and I refined this fruit back then it took several shichen,” Chu Yao sighed.
Because the essence of that fruit was a wisp of remnant soul, if that remnant soul had the heart to resist, plus one’s own spiritual force was not strong enough, it definitely would not go that smoothly.
Su Zhan herself had reached Nascent Soul, so her soul was stronger compared to Chu Yao and the others.
Most importantly, that remnant soul had voluntarily been absorbed by Su Zhan.
Su Zhan had not even reacted before it was already over.
“I’m not a Heaven’s Pride.
I just got lucky,” Su Zhan shook her head.
Heaven’s Pride, huh.
At most she was a watered-down pride.
Her strength was all hollow…
No, wait.
Why did that sound like she had a lot of water…
“That really does sound like something a Heaven’s Pride would say.
I’m so envious,” Chu Yao said, then looked toward Yun Li to the side.
“By comparison, Junior Sister Yun is afraid she’ll need a very long time to refine it.”
Su Zhan also looked over.
The girl sitting cross-legged slightly furrowed her brows, her pink tender lips lightly pressed together, trembling now and then as if whispering, tempting one to lean in close to look and listen.
Her lashes curved.
She looked extremely tranquil.
If not for Yun Li’s spiritual power leaking out of control, Su Zhan would have thought the girl was having a beautiful dream.
Condensing a remnant soul at Qi Refining was somewhat difficult, yet the benefits were many.
The only downside was probably that the girl would have to hold this posture for a very long time.
After she woke she would definitely cry that her legs were numb.
“There’s still one day until the secret realm ends.
What does Senior Sister plan to do next?” Shen Zhi asked.
“I don’t know… maybe go hunt demon beasts,” Su Zhan said.
She still carried the storage pouch that belonged to Meng Yu.
Although there were quite a few things inside, sitting idle was still sitting idle.
A few more points and when they were tallied later she could also move further forward.
Who knew, maybe first place?
Looking at this situation, Yun Li would not wake for a while.
She always had to find something to do.
“This secret realm still has one public opportunity that has already been discovered.
Senior Sister might as well go take a look,” Shen Zhi said.
“What opportunity?” Su Zhan asked.
“Has Senior Sister heard of the Wooden People?” Shen Zhi said.
“Are you trying to find Senior Sister Su her own kind?” Chu Yao could not help asking in return.
“…? Who’s the same kind as Wooden People.
You’re the wooden person…” Su Zhan said helplessly.