Miss Fairy, Please Hear Me Out

“Ran girl, do it!” Before the withered old man could finish speaking, the Sage’s remnant soul roared, his voice shaking the entire stone chamber. “That thing has already turned completely into a ghost. This is his corpse!”

As his voice rang out, the Sage shot out from the soul ring. Crimson soul power surged forth, turning into a blade that slashed through the air.

For an instant, the chamber fell silent.

Xu Yuan saw the withered old man’s head tumble from his body. Yet not a single drop of blood spilled out, as if the blood inside had long since dried to dust. His breath caught slightly.

A second rank ghost. The ghost the withered old man had just mentioned, the one approaching second rank, was himself.

After cutting off the old man’s head, the Sage’s remnant soul did not stop. But as the head rolled across the floor, dense black ghostly qi erupted from the withered body. It surged in from every direction, rushing toward the Sage’s remnant soul.

Crimson soul power clashed with ink-black ghostly qi, and the specially constructed stone chamber shook violently as if an earthquake had struck.

The tremor lasted around ten seconds.

Then the Sage’s remnant soul cried out again, his voice sharp with urgency. “This ghost wants to eat me! Ran girl, why aren’t you attacking? Once it devours my source soul, we’re all dead!”

“The Sage’s remnant soul... the Sage’s soul body... the Sage’s source soul...” The withered head on the ground let out a mad, eerie laugh. “Hehehehahaha! If I eat you, then even the Eldest Young Master... hehehe...”

Ran Qingmo’s grip on her sword tightened, but she still did not move. That was because the moment the withered old man had spoken those words, Xu Yuan had already grabbed her wrist.

“Xu Yuan,” Ran Qingmo called softly.

He gently shook his head.

The battle between the Sage’s soul body and the withered old man was happening less than ten meters away from him. The fact that he was still perfectly unharmed in a fight of this level already explained many things.

“Take me out.” Ran Qingmo thought for a brief moment. Then she picked Xu Yuan up and sprinted out along the corridor.

The Sage’s remnant soul froze.

“Bastards!” He let out a furious roar and forced half his body out of the black fog. His almost solid crimson soul power lashed out, grabbing straight toward Xu Yuan.

But at that moment, the formation inside the stone chamber activated.

White light flashed, and countless white chains shot toward the Sage’s soul body at the center of the chamber.

In an instant, the Sage’s remnant soul was pierced through and pinned in place by thousands upon thousands of chains.

The withered old man cackled strangely. The black mist pouring from his corpse began to stream endlessly into the Sage’s soul body.

Seeing this, the Sage’s remnant soul roughly guessed what this pseudo second rank ghost was trying to do. He shouted in a fierce voice, “Bastard! How dare you!”

Soul fusion. The second rank ghost actually dared to try fusing souls with him.

After that furious roar, the chains shot out from the formation immediately turned a little illusory, as though they were about to shatter at any moment.

The Sage began burning his source soul, throwing everything he had into one final struggle.

Unfortunately, it was too late. Before he could break free from the formation’s restraints, every last wisp of black ghostly qi in the stone chamber had already burrowed into his soul body.

The shaking of the chamber stopped. Everything inside sank into darkness.

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Imperial Capital, Calm Sky General Association, Institute of Applied Research.

The Sky Garden sat atop a raised slope within the Institute of Applied Research. An elegant pavilion had been built there, encircled by a narrow stream that wound through the courtyard. Looking down from the pavilion, one could see the refined curves of a meandering waterway, graceful enough for scholars to float wine cups along it and pretend that drinking counted as culture.

At this moment, two men sat facing each other inside the pavilion. One looked middle-aged, with graying temples and sharp eyes. The other had white hair but the face of a youth. His features were handsome, and one could still vaguely see that in his younger days, he must have been quite the dashing young noble.

“Chancellor Xu, with state affairs keeping you so busy, you actually found time to visit my Institute of Applied Research?” Facing this chancellor whose power dominated the imperial court, the white-haired elder showed little reverence. “Speak. What is it this time?”

Xu Yinhe glanced at him but did not answer immediately. He personally poured the tea, pushed a cup of fragrant brew toward the man, and only then said softly, “I had nothing to do, so I came to chat.”

The elder stared at Xu Yinhe with bright, piercing eyes for two seconds. Then he suddenly gave a disdainful smile. “You may have nothing to do, but I do. If there’s something you need, say it quickly.”

A warm afternoon breeze drifted gently through the pavilion.

Xu Yinhe did not get angry. He simply sipped his tea at an unhurried pace. “Decades have passed, and you’re still exactly the same as you were back then. Not changed one bit.”

The elder shook his head, gathered his sleeves, and picked up his teacup. “Here to rush me about the Skyfone again? That thing isn’t even halfway finished. The source crystal can barely support the communication formation patterns now, but its volume is too small. At present, it’s still very difficult to compress the source qi needed for power into the interior of the crystal. If we want to complete it properly, even a conservative estimate would require at least...”

“Jiang He.” Xu Yinhe suddenly interrupted him, his eyes calm.

The white-haired elder named Jiang He paused, then fell silent for a moment. After that, he stroked his beard and let out a scoff. “Heh. So you really did come all this way just to chat?”

Xu Yinhe did not deny it. He set down his teacup and looked past the courtyard wall toward the foot of the mountains beneath the imperial capital. “We’ve known each other for 60 years now, haven’t we?”

Jiang He frowned slightly, thought back for a moment, and said in a low voice, “You entered the capital in the 32nd Year of Everlasting Jubilee. Now it is the 44th Year of Glorious Radiance. A total of 60 years have already passed.”

A trace of reminiscence appeared in Xu Yinhe’s sharp eyes. “So it has been that long already. Time truly passes quickly.”

A faint smile appeared in Jiang He’s lively eyes. There was little respect in his tone. If anything, he sounded like an old friend. “To think the current chancellor, the man who can make imperial decrees die before they ever leave the Golden Throne Hall, would become so sentimental. Heh.”

Xu Yinhe did not mind the remark. He only said quietly, “Of all the old friends we had in the imperial capital back then, there are only a few left alive today.”

“You and that fellow Li Yaoxuan killed most of them off. Of course there are only a few left.” Jiang He scoffed.

Xu Yinhe said nothing.

Li Yaoxuan was the current emperor.

Jiang He stared at Xu Yinhe’s middle-aged appearance, at those only slightly graying temples, and laughed softly. “After all these years, even if you two hadn’t killed them, those people might not have lived until now anyway. Look at me. I’m almost ready for the soil, yet you, brat, still look like this. I really do wonder how long someone at your cultivation level can live.”

Xu Yinhe lifted his eyes and glanced at the old man. After thinking for a moment, he said in a low voice, “If I make no further progress in this life, roughly three 60-year cycles.”

Jiang He’s aged face revealed a hint of envy. “How nice.”

Xu Yinhe showed little emotion. He merely asked in return, “Is living a long life meaningful?”

“Of course it is.” Jiang He snorted. “If I could live a little longer and have more time to comprehend the Grand Dao of Formations, then my trip through this mortal world would not have been in vain.”

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