Path to Heaven Chapter 230 Complex Feeling

"Alright!" Wei Suo nodded without any superfluous words. His figure flashed and appeared in front of Qi Ziyu, dispersing the green flame outside. Now, however, he had lost his spirit and could not see the exact grade of his green robe.

Wei Suo looked so familiar, causing Hua Weiyong's expression to slightly change and a chill to run through his heart.

"Senior Hua, how long can the 'Hibernation Spirit' spell formation that simulates the great ancient stinging aura of your 'Hibernation Boat' last before being activated?" Wei Suo ignored them and asked with a calm face.

"This 'Hibernation Spirit' spell formation of ours can only be activated once, and it can only last for about two incense sticks of time."

Wei Suo nodded and said: "Two incense sticks of time will be enough to save my companions." Whether I succeed or fail in my rescue of my companions, I will leave this s.h.i.+p after the time it takes for two incense sticks to burn. "I just hope that during this time, unless someone from the Yin Corpse Sect arrives, your people won't enter my quiet room and affect my spell casting."

"Alright!" Seeing that Wei Suo didn't want to stay here and watch, Hua Weiyong immediately turned around and walked out of the cabin.

"Senior Hua, I have a presumptuous request. If senior Hua can help, then I owe your Hua family a favor." However, Wei Suo pondered for a moment before suddenly saying to him, "Senior Hua seems to have entered and exited this sea more than once, but I know nothing about this sea. Aside from the sea map, I wonder if senior Hua can record down his knowledge of this sea and give it to me."

"I'll handle this matter immediately. As long as you don't blame the Hua Clan in your heart, Fellow Daoist Ji, then that's fine. How could you dare make Brother Ji accept your debt of grat.i.tude?" After a bitter smile, Hua Weiyong didn't linger and quickly disappeared around the bend of the s.h.i.+p.

At this moment, two items appeared in Wei Suo's hands: a purplish black wooden talisman and a yellow Na Bao bag.

These two items were found on Qi Ziyu's body.

However, Wei Suo did not look at these two items immediately. He quickly took out his Blood Devouring Magic Blade and stabbed it into Qi Ziyu's chest.

Then he looked at the two items he had found.

The purplish black wooden talisman was extremely heavy. It was covered with a thick layer of oily light and had an unpleasant smell. On both sides of it was a malevolent rune that looked like a ghost face. It was extremely strange; it was impossible to tell what use it had.

Qi Ziyu had a Spirit Stone bag in her storage bag. The amount of Spirit Stones in it was not much compared to cultivators of the same grade in Tianxuan Continent, only about three thousand Spirit Stones of the same grade.

Apart from this spirit stone bag, Qi Ziyu didn't have many other items in her storage bag. He only had a blood-red one, the shape of a coral, but had a root hair, which was clearly a plant. He had a long black flag, a white bone sword, and other small items such as talismans and medicinal pills that didn't seem to be of high quality.

That blood-red coral like plant should be the "blood coral" Qi Ziyu had gotten from this s.h.i.+p. It looked moist, as if it had just been picked out of the water not long ago and looked very fragile. It should be easy to mash into juice. However, even Ji Ya and the green-robed old man didn't know what this plant could be used for.

On the other hand, the black flag had a heavy black aura. It appeared to be a magic treasure that was of a very high grade in terms of offense and defense. As for the white bone sword, it was covered in flame patterns. It looked like an offensive magical equipment.

Since it was about to be time to cast spells on Han Weiwei, Wei Suo didn't have time to test the rank of these two items. After a close look, there shouldn't be any restrictions on these two items, so Wei Suo put them away in his Na Bao bag.

After examining the rest of the items, he confirmed a rumor he had heard and confirmed Hua Weiyong's deduction.

Previously, Wei Suo had heard that there were very few cultivators in the Cloud Spirit Continent who were proficient in refining artifacts, but there were many more powerful techniques and techniques than in the Profound Sky Continent. Thus, when compared to the Profound Sky Continent, the Cloud Spirit Continent was one where there were stronger techniques and fewer magical equipment, while the other was where there were more magical equipment and more magical equipment.

Now it seemed that this was indeed the case. That was because when Hua Weiyong and the green-robed scholar had attacked the 'Purple Demon Nascent Soul', they had used arcane skills rather than magical equipment.

Five great Aurous Core stage cultivators from the Corpse Sect. Even the strongest in the fifteen cities south of the Profound Sky Continent, the Lingyun Sect, could not compare to them, but this was clearly an elite disciple of the Yin Corpse Sect. Compared to the elite disciples of the Yuehua Sect, the amount of magical equipment was much worse, not to mention the young master of the Dongyao Scene, Dong Qingyi.

However, there weren't any magic items or maps that could point their position. This could only mean one thing, Qi Ziyu definitely didn't enter the Sting Sea alone. He might even have something on her that could contact the rest of the people from the Yin Corpse Sect.

In this way, Wei Suo didn't dare to casually try the things on this person.

After a thorough check and confirming that there were no special restrictions on these items, Wei Suo kept them all in Qi Ziyu's storage bag.

After that, he pulled the Blood Devouring Spell out of Qi Ziyu's body.

A faint red glow could be seen from the Blood Devouring Dagger. It was obvious that he had successfully absorbed Qi Ziyu's vital energy, blood, and true essence. Wei Suo turned into a stream of Innate True Fire and burnt Qi Ziyu's corpse to ashes.

Then Wei Suo dropped it on the ground. The stench and blood of the Violet Demon Nascent Soul also entered his Na Bao bag. He immediately returned to the quiet room and stood in front of Han Weiwei.

At this moment, Han Weiwei's face was devoid of any color. She looked like an ice sculpture, and it was unknown whether she was alive or dead.

Wei Suo's expression changed for a while. After taking a few deep breaths, he finally made up his mind. Gritting his teeth, he reached out his hand.

Waves of purple primeval essence quickly flowed out from his fingertips. As the spell in his hand changed, waves of purple primeval essence condensed into a soybean-sized purple ma.s.s of light on his hand and was shot into the s.p.a.ce between Han Weiwei's eyebrows by Wei Suo.

After that, Wei Suo didn't stop for a moment. He continued to condense purple b.a.l.l.s of light one after another, entering every single part of Han Weiwei's body.

In the entire meditation room, the violet light shone brilliantly.

As more than a hundred of these purple b.a.l.l.s of light entered Han Weiwei's head, purple steam was already rising from Wei Suo's head, and sweat dripped down.

Under the push of these purple b.a.l.l.s of light, the completely frozen vital energy, blood, and true essence inside Han Weiwei's body seemed to be squeezed like a forceful force, circulating in a circle inside her body.

All of a sudden, Wei Suo stopped what he was doing and a look of extreme surprise and joy appeared in his eyes.

At this moment, although Han Weiwei didn't seem to have changed, her body, which was originally glowing coldly, was faintly suffused with a purple l.u.s.ter.

After the hundred or so purple clumps of light forcefully squeezed the completely frozen vital energy, blood, and true essence in her body, they did not disappear. Instead, they gave off a feeling of having more than a hundred tiny purple spirit spring water in her body, constantly flowing out purple spirit energy and invading her body.

Seeing the extreme joy that flashed in Wei Suo's eyes, Ji Ya's body trembled violently. Her beautiful lips trembled, but she didn't dare to ask.

"Did it work?"

At this moment, Wei Suo's entire body was drenched in water, and he felt a sense of exhaustion. He was also extremely nervous, and did not dare to make a decision as he let out a soft cry.

"Your luck is good enough. This little beauty's luck is good enough. She actually succeeded." At this point, the green-robed old man sighed. "Originally, I was afraid that you would be too nervous, and that something might have gone wrong. That's why I told you there was a fifty percent success rate. But in reality, I think it's only a forty percent success rate." "I didn't expect you to be able to achieve a success rate of less than 40%."

"d.a.m.ned old man!"

Wei Suo couldn't help but curse!

"Wei Suo!" Ji Ya's face changed. Her body swayed, but she couldn't say anything.

"I've succeeded! I've succeeded!" Seeing Ji Ya's expression, Wei Suo knew that she must have made a mistake, thinking that he had failed. He quickly said, "I was just cursing that old man Li Shaohua, but his methods were actually so despicable."

"Pah!" Although he said it quickly, he wasn't scolding me. Otherwise, you wouldn't even be able to save this little beauty. "We'll see when you don't know where to hide and cry." At this moment, the green robed old man snorted in disdain in Wei Suo's ears.

"What the h.e.l.l are you crying for?" Wei Suo cursed in his heart. However, he felt that his face was a little cold.

"Don't be complacent for now. Next up, you have to use this method once a day. Otherwise, if you stop for a day, she will immediately die and won't be able to save you." The green-robed elder grunted again.

Ji Ya stood there blankly, but her vision was already blurry.

At that moment, she felt that the sky had caved in. However, the seemingly ordinary man in front of her helped her forcibly prop up her world.

Previously, she had been supporting him with all her might, but now, standing behind him, she didn't seem to need to support him at all. It was as if she only needed to be an extremely ordinary female cultivator.

"Too sentimental." It was not a pleasant feeling. "Li Shaohua, you almost killed me. Not only did you make me suffer so much, but I will definitely let you have a taste of this taste some other day." Looking at Ji Ya, who was standing there with teary eyes, Wei Suo did not know what Ji Ya was thinking at the moment. After muttering something in his heart, he immediately nodded to Ji Ya and said, "Let's go out and talk."

"Okay." Ji Ya nodded.

Wei Suo paused for a second. He felt that Ji Ya was a little different from before.