Miss Fairy, Please Hear Me Out

The vast cavern was very quiet, so quiet that every step Xu Yuan took in his soft cloud boots sent a hollow echo across the stone floor.

And yet, the cavern was also unbearably noisy. All along the walls, stone chambers carved with formation patterns were packed as densely as honeycombs.

Inside them, countless ghosts were screaming in agony. Their cries seeped faintly through the formations, merging into one continuous drone, like a swarm of mosquitoes and flies.

Xu Yuan swept his gaze over them, then slowly looked away. The mysterious formation marks engraved inside the stone chambers were constantly extracting something from the ghosts’ illusory soul bodies. The trapped ghosts were fading at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Livestock. In some worlds, ghosts were horrors that made people see no hope at all. But in this world, where humans could transcend the ordinary, these ghosts were raised like cattle. Whenever needed, the pure soul power contained within their soul bodies would be drawn out endlessly as cultivation material.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk.” The Sage’s remnant soul suddenly clicked his tongue in admiration.

Xu Yuan asked, Mister Luo?

The Sage’s remnant soul chuckled. “Xu boy, you should have figured out how this ghost fog farm operates by now, yes?”

Although the withered old man had not explained a single thing after they entered the cavern, Xu Yuan could more or less piece things together from what he had seen.

Yes. Sort of.

The Sage’s remnant soul sounded low, but faintly excited.

“The grand formation outside that stops the ghosts from spreading, the formation that draws ghosts out from the ghost fog, the formations inside those stone chambers that extract their soul power, and the formation that condenses the extracted soul power into soul crystals.

“These formations are linked ring by ring, yet they are perfectly compatible. The amount of source qi needed to keep them running is exact, not a fraction more and not a fraction less. Whoever created this chain formation is truly peerless.”

The Sage’s remnant soul was utterly generous with his praise. Although he stood above the mortal realm in cultivation, that was only in terms of cultivation. There were countless great paths under Heaven. Whoever had true ability could be a teacher.

A trace of sincerity entered the Sage’s voice. “Once I escort you to the Imperial Capital, could you let this old man visit the Institute of Applied Research in your estate? I truly wish to—”

“Third Young Master.” A voice like old bark being scraped suddenly sounded from ahead.

Hearing it, Xu Yuan stopped paying attention to the Sage’s remnant soul in his heart and immediately focused his gaze forward.

The cavern floor was flat and open. Beneath the enormous dome overhead, the withered old man’s figure looked especially thin and frail. He turned slightly to the side, a hint of hesitation in his murky eyes.

Seeing this, Xu Yuan cupped his fist and said, “Elder Gui, please speak freely.”

Hearing this, the withered old man cast a dark glance around the cavern, then began walking forward. As he walked, he spoke in a low voice. “Third Young Master, this old slave has guarded this place for more than thirty years. Once this matter is settled, could you pass a message to the Chancellor on my behalf?”

Xu Yuan’s mind tightened. He nodded. “Of course.”

At those words, the withered old man’s face, half hidden in shadow, split into a strange smile. But in the very next instant, that smile vanished as if it had never been there. His hoarse voice drifted over slowly. “This old slave thanks the Third Young Master.”

The withered old man did not say what the message was, but Xu Yuan guessed that he probably wanted to be transferred away from this cursed place.

Even though Xu Yuan had been here for less than half an hour, the dense ghostly qi in the air was already making him feel deeply uncomfortable.

It seemed the withered old man was the only one guarding this stretch of ghost fog. No one to talk to. No entertainment. Day after day for more than thirty years, this ghost farm was no different from a giant ancient tomb.

Now that the old man’s body had been corroded by ghostly qi and his life was nearly at its end, wanting to leave was only natural.

In the silence, the huge formation patterns engraved across the cavern walls gradually stilled.

To prevent the Sage from turning on him, there naturally had to be limits when helping his remnant soul recover its strength. Xu Yuan guessed that the soul power just drawn from those thousands upon thousands of ghosts was already enough.

And as the formation came to a halt, everything inside the cavern returned to its original darkness and stillness.

However, Xu Yuan did not feel that it was quiet. The Sage's remnant soul was still chattering endlessly in his mind. He talked about formations, ghost fog, Xu Yuan’s father, Xu Yuan’s elder brother, and that iceberg of a woman..

At this moment, Xu Yuan finally understood why, in the original plot of Azure Point, the protagonist had always called this Sage old man. He really talked too damn much.

After walking through the darkness for roughly the time it took to drink a cup of tea, Xu Yuan suddenly heard a rumbling sound ahead. He poured source qi into his eyes, and the pitch-black surroundings instantly became clear.

The withered old man seemed to have triggered some mechanism. A passage leading even deeper underground appeared before the three of them.

“Third Young Master, please wait below with your companion. This old slave needs to prepare a few things.”

The withered old man showed no intention of continuing to lead the way. In the darkness, his eyes stared faintly at Xu Yuan.

In an environment like this, the old man’s half-human, half-ghost murky gaze was more than a little chilling.

Their eyes met for a second. Xu Yuan gave a slight nod.

“Very well.”

Seeing this, the withered old man turned and waved his hand.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

One by one, the torches hanging along both sides of the passage lit up in sequence.

Xu Yuan then led Ran Qingmo past the withered old man and walked into the downward-sloping corridor.

But after only two seconds of walking, Xu Yuan stopped. He turned back toward the withered old man standing at the entrance of the corridor and asked with some curiosity, “By the way, Elder Gui, may I ask you something?”

The withered old man immediately answered in his hoarse voice, “This old slave will tell you everything he knows.”

Xu Yuan chose his words for a moment, then asked quietly, “Earlier, Xu Changge said there had been an incident here. What exactly happened?”

The withered old man did not answer at once. In the darkness, his bark-like face began to twitch. It was as if he had remembered something utterly terrifying. Under the influence of ghostly qi invading his mind, his emotions gradually began to slip out of control.

But in the end, the old man still managed to steady himself. He hunched over, cupped his fist, and said, “A fierce ghost close to the second rank was born within this ghost fog. This old slave borrowed the power of the formations to hold it off until Eldest Young Master arrived.”

Hearing this, Xu Yuan felt slightly relieved. He turned and continued walking down the corridor.

At the end of the passage was an ancient, plain stone chamber. In the center of the chamber stood a conspicuous stone pillar, and at the top of the pillar was a carved recess.

After a brief hesitation, Xu Yuan extended his soul intent and swept it around the empty chamber.

As expected, he found many complicated formation patterns hidden within the room. This was probably the place used to help the Sage’s remnant soul recover his soul power.

Xu Yuan glanced at Ran Qingmo.

Ran Qingmo glanced back at him. She still looked as calm and detached as ever.

Xu Yuan felt that only a woman with Ran Qingmo’s temperament could stay this composed inside such a bizarre ghost farm. If it had been Su Jinxuan, well...

The withered old man was gone for a long time. After they waited quietly for more than another hour, his rough voice finally drifted down from above the corridor. “Third Young Master, please hand me the soul ring.”

Hearing this, Xu Yuan removed the soul ring from his finger.

The withered old man slowly walked out of the darkness and took it. He went to the stone pillar in the center of the chamber and placed the soul ring into the recess.

Watching the old man’s unhurried movements, Xu Yuan asked quietly, somewhat curious, “Elder Gui, what are you planning to use to help this Sage recover his soul power?”

“What am I planning to use?” the withered old man repeated.

“Are there not soul crystals condensed from soul power?” Xu Yuan had not seen the old man carrying anything.

“Soul crystals? There are no soul crystals.” The withered old man’s voice was rough as sandpaper.

Xu Yuan frowned slightly. “But without soul crystals, how will you inject soul power?”

“No soul crystals...”

In the pitch-black darkness, the withered old man stood with his back to Xu Yuan, then slowly turned his head around. His cloudy, lifeless eyes stared straight at him, and an eerie smile split across his face. “Then naturally, this old slave will use himself.”

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