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Wei Chen tore open the pouch of medicine and flew above the formation, circling around before scattering the powder into the array, ensuring that everyone from the Soul Palace inhaled a portion.
Soon, the chaotic scene of random Soul Techniques being unleashed quieted down. Everyone within the formation calmed, their heavy breathing echoing as a sense of heat rose from their bellies.
Before long, the remaining hundred or so members of the Soul Palace looked at each other with bloodshot eyes, unable to suppress their urges. They lunged at the nearest person, their clothes bursting into shreds in mid-air, leaving each one completely bare...
The sight was unbearable for Han Mang, Han Che, and the Pharmaceutical Sovereign. They exchanged glances, each wearing a bitter smile.
Killing them would suffice; why resort to such antics?
The three turned to Wei Chen, who was gleefully watching the depraved scene unfold before him, speechless.
Han Mang could no longer bear to watch. He turned away and said helplessly, "Wei Chenzi, what on earth is this?"
"This is something I got from Dingsheng Trading Company. It can excite even the strongest bull for three nights straight until it dies. It's a good stuff; if I hadn't made significant contributions as a guest elder at Dingsheng Trading Company, they wouldn't have given it to me. Normally, as long as one keeps their wits about them, they won't fall victim to it. But in this formation, amidst their panic and confusion, they couldn't see anything and inhaled the powder. Just a little bit can make them lose all sense of direction and even blur the lines between men and women."
Wei Chen's expression was utterly wicked as he watched pairs of men embracing within the formation.
Han Che gave Wei Chen a thumbs up. He was genuinely impressed; there was no way their old Fellow could compare to Wei Chen when it came to playing such tricks.
"Child, your methods are truly diabolical; however, I quite like it! Hahaha!"
The Pharmaceutical Sovereign was the only one who could bear to watch. The Soul Palace had a notorious reputation, and seeing them suffer like this brought him immense satisfaction. He found himself increasingly fond of Wei Chen.
"Hehe, I'm glad you like it. Once the effects wear off and they realize the truth, they'll be so ashamed that they might even take their own lives. It should take a few hours before it wears off; let's come back later."
Han Mang and Han Che nodded hurriedly; they couldn't stay any longer and quickly flew away.
Wei Chen and the Pharmaceutical Sovereign followed, landing in the central complex of Peach Blossom Island.
Snow Cicada and Weirou exchanged glances, and seeing this, several old men dispersed, leaving Wei Chen to deal with his own troubles.
"Young Master, you're back!"
Snow Cicada exclaimed joyfully as she leaped into Wei Chen's arms.
Wei Chen patted Snow Cicada's back, chuckling lightly, "Don't worry, nothing can trouble me."
However, his gaze lingered awkwardly on Weirou.
Snow Cicada also discreetly glanced at Weirou while snuggling in Wei Chen's embrace, seemingly asserting her claim.
The heart of a woman is as deep as the ocean!
After a while, Snow Cicada finally released Wei Chen from her embrace, looking triumphantly at Weirou…
"Sister Weirou, all those pursuers are finished. I wonder how significant their loss is in the Soul Palace?" Wei Chen asked as he approached Weirou, frowning.
Weirou pondered for a moment before explaining, "Including my master Mi, the Ling Sheng Dynasty and Soul Palace have already lost more than half of their combat strength. Elder Mo is setting up formations in Ling City; his forces are slightly weaker than those from Last Chance, but there are more Eighth Rank Soul Realm Experts among them."
"What level has the Soul Power Realm reached?"
"Earth Soul Realm Level Four, just like my master Mi."
Weirou's attention was diverted by Wei Chen, and the jealousy on her face faded somewhat, replaced instead by a look of sorrow.
"Sister Wei Rou, how have you been since you were taken back to the Soul Palace?" Seeing Weirou's expression, Wei Chen felt a bad premonition in his heart. Could it be that Weirou had deep feelings for Mi?
As expected, what he feared came true. Weirou said, "After I arrived at the Soul Palace, the Soul Palace Master Mi took me as a disciple. He treated me very well, taught me the Cultivation Method, and provided me with countless cultivation resources. Once I reach the Central Domain Soul Palace Headquarters, I could become a Saintess and perhaps even advance to the Soul Realm. It's just a pity that my master has died. Elder Mo has been trying to marry me off to his grandson, which is why I asked you to take me away from the Soul Palace."
Wei Chen was at a loss for words; Weirou was deeply entangled!
"No matter how good Mi was to you, it was all just an illusion. There are over a dozen Saintesses like you in the Soul Palace branch. When you reach the Central Domain, you'll have to compete for the last true Saintess position. If you can't compete, it's a dead end. The strength of the Ling Sheng Dynasty's Soul Palace branch is not strong within the Soul Palace; it's only considered below average. The difficulty of becoming that last Saintess is immense. He was only nice to you for his own selfish reasons—can't you see that?" Wei Chen forced a smile.
Weirou nodded and said, "I can see it naturally, but my master took good care of me, so doing some things for him is worth it."
This stubbornness is infuriating!
Wei Chen continued, "The Cloud Spirit Sect was destroyed by the Soul Palace, and even the Sui Nation Wei Family has been shattered and gone into hiding. Your biological parents have lost their home because of the Soul Palace; they might even be dead. Is such a Soul Palace and such a Soul Palace Master truly worthy of your respect?"
Upon hearing this, Weirou looked at Wei Chen in shock and murmured, "I don't know... How could I not know about those things?"
"Uh... Well then, how much do you remember about what happened before coming to the Soul Palace?"
"I don't remember anything, I only remember you..."
Weirou's face flushed as she gazed deeply at Wei Chen, her eyes filled with tenderness.
Only Wei Chen could render the secret techniques of the Soul Palace Master ineffective on her, and only Wei Chen remained buried in her mind. The rest of the people and events, after the secret technique was applied, Weirou could no longer recall.
"You've forgotten everything else? How could you forget that?"
A look of confusion appeared in Weirou's eyes as she shook her head. "I really don't remember those things about you at all; I have no impression whatsoever."
"Alright, once the matters in Ling City are settled, I'll take you back to the Eastern Wasteland in Sui Kingdom. Maybe you'll be able to remember something."
Wei Chen felt helpless. Was the Soul Palace's secret technique really that powerful? Could it make someone lose their memory?
"Sister Wei Rou has forgotten everything, yet still remembers me. I cannot let this deep affection go to waste. It is essential to help her recover the memories she has lost."
Thinking of the Soul Palace made Wei Chen's expression darken. Although those pursuers were gone, a formidable force from the Soul Palace still lingered in Ling City. What were they planning to do?
"Sister Wei Rou, do you know what the remaining members of the Soul Palace are doing in Ling City?" Wei Chen asked Weirou.
Weirou nodded and replied, "Setting up formations and collecting Soul Power."
"Soul Power?" Upon hearing this, Wei Chen's mind instantly recalled the scene where several guest souls from Mijiang Prosperity Trading Company were drained. He couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine. The methods of the Soul Palace were truly ruthless! Even in death, one could find no peace.
"Well, Soul Power is a type of mixed energy that is different from Soul Power. After a person dies, their soul dissipates, but Soul Palace has a way to collect those souls. Through certain means, they purify that energy and directly absorb Soul Power using the Cultivation Method. So, if Soul Palace wants to create strong individuals, it's quite simple; they just need to keep creating slaughter."
"The evil Soul Palace, do they not fear being struck by lightning?"
"They don't care. After all, once a person dies, their soul has no consciousness and will dissipate into the earth, transforming into various attributes of Soul Power. What Soul Palace does is essentially reduce the steps of the soul dissipating into Soul Power, directly converting it into pure Soul Power, making absorption seamless and greatly increasing cultivation efficiency."
Weirou seemed to defend Soul Palace, as if in her eyes, such evil methods were nothing significant.
Wei Chen felt uncomfortable deep down and said lightly, "Sister Wei Rou, this kind of thing is more harmful than killing. A person's Three Souls and Seven Spirits return to the earth after death; that is a cycle. What Soul Palace is doing is truly extremely evil. Moreover, in order to achieve their goals, Soul Palace creates slaughter everywhere. Do you really think that's acceptable?"
Weirou was taken aback and found herself at a loss for words in response to Wei Chen's question.
Yet her gaze remained stubborn; she still refused to accept Wei Chen's perspective.
"Sister Wei Rou, you are too deeply poisoned by Soul Palace. In the Central Domain, Soul Palace is a force that everyone wants to fight against. Once they are discovered, countless members of the Cloud Spirit Sect will unite to eliminate them. No matter how powerful such an evil organization may be, it will eventually be destroyed. You have been brainwashed by Soul Palace. For now, I won't blame you, but sooner or later, you will awaken to the truth. Believe me when I say that what Soul Palace is doing goes against reason and morality; they will eventually face retribution." Wei Chen said earnestly.
Weirou pouted her lips, unable to accept what Wei Chen was saying.
"Sister Wei Rou, what are your plans for cultivation moving forward?"
A sharp question lay before both Wei Chen and Weirou. Given her constitution, Weirou was only suited for practicing the Cultivation Method of Soul Palace, which meant she could only absorb Soul Power. If she were to change her approach, her achievements would be very limited.
Weirou shook her head bitterly. "I don't know. I'll think about it later; I don't have the heart to consider those things right now."
Weirou's scrutinizing gaze fell upon the obediently standing Snow Cicada, and she frowned, asking, "Who is she?"
Having listened to Wei Chen and Weirou's conversation, Snow Cicada guessed Weirou's identity. She smiled sweetly and introduced herself, "My name is Snow Cicada. Sister, you are so beautiful!"
"Really?" Weirou's expression noticeably brightened.
What followed was Snow Cicada cleverly charming Weirou, and after a while, the two women became as close as sisters, their laughter creating a warm atmosphere.
In fact, Wei Chen was almost intoxicated by the scene.
The experts from the Soul Palace within the formation, once the effects of the drugs wore off, were filled with shame and anger at the absurdity of it all. Unable to escape, they chose to end their own lives instead.
Wei Chen and the three old men left Peach Blossom Island and arrived outside the Ancient Spirit Academy. On the street just outside the main gate, they set up a formation. Hundreds of meters away was another formation, and yet another several hundred meters beyond that—there were over a hundred short-distance teleportation arrays that almost reached Ling City.
Wei Chen instructed the three old men to stay nearby while he went to wait outside the palace. He changed into the red guard attire that Ling Ao had given him, preparing for Ling Ao's wedding procession.
As night passed into dawn, the palace was filled with joyous sounds of gongs and drums. After waiting for several hours, a grand wedding procession slowly emerged from the palace. Ling Ao, dressed in a bright red wedding robe, rode majestically on a Pegasus at the front. Beside that Pegasus were four more Pegasi, with three people riding them and leaving one space empty.
As if it had been prearranged, when Wei Chen suddenly appeared to mount one of the Pegasi, Ling Ao's personal guards showed no reaction. Their faces were concealed behind red masks, exuding an intimidating presence. Wei Chen's face was also hidden beneath a mask, making it impossible for anyone to discern his identity.
The wedding procession gradually made its way toward the Ancient Spirit Academy.
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