Chapter 61: Hah, Men

The little short dragon glanced arrogantly at Black Flower. “Alright then, from now on you’ll be called Mo-mo.”

Black Flower, delighted that the little dragon had given her a name, waved her two green leaves enthusiastically. “Wonderful! I finally have a name!”

Jiang Yan thought the little dragon’s naming skills were certainly casual, but it suited Black Flower rather well.

Ji Chuxue handed the blue Soul Revival Flower to Zhou Yu. “This is for you.”

“Thank you!” Zhou Yu, his hands trembling, took the Soul Revival Flower and prepared to feed it to the girl lying on the bed.

“Wait. If you do it like this, you’ll only waste it. You won’t be able to save her this way. She’s been dead for days, hasn’t she? Her soul can’t return,” Black Flower suddenly spoke anxiously to stop Zhou Yu.

Hearing the same words from Black Flower, who was also a Soul Revival Flower, as he had from the black-clad youth in the Divine Realm, Zhou Yu was deeply shaken. The flower slipped from his hands and fell to the floor.

“Zhou Yu, since Mo-mo says so, you should think it over. If you decide not to use the Soul Revival Flower, I can return the spiritual stones to you,” Ji Chuxue said.

“No, I’ll try no matter what. You don’t need to persuade me,” Zhou Yu insisted on using the Soul Revival Flower to save the girl lying on the bed.

He picked up the fallen flower and gently fed it into Tang Xin’s mouth, channeling his energy bit by bit into her body.

Time passed slowly.

The corpse marks on Tang Xin’s skin gradually faded, and her complexion was no longer so pale, but she still did not wake.

“Xin’er, Xin’er, open your eyes and look at me…”

No matter how Zhou Yu called out, Tang Xin showed no response.

Black Flower hopped onto Tang Xin’s bed and used her green leaves to check her breath.

“Her body has come back to life, but her soul hasn’t returned.”

Hearing this, Jiang Yan understood. Tang Xin was now perhaps akin to a vegetative state in the modern world.

Zhou Yu asked Black Flower anxiously, “What must I do to bring Xin’er’s soul back to her body?”

Black Flower replied, “You can only go to the Underworld to find her soul. If she’s already reincarnated, your trip will be in vain.”

To be fair, Black Flower really knew how to strike a blow.

But as long as there was a glimmer of hope, Zhou Yu would not give up.

He thanked her. “Alright, thank you. I’ll find a way to enter the Underworld.”

Jiang Yan was quite curious about the Underworld—how does one go there without dying? Was this guy planning to kill himself? Hmm…

The camper continued its journey. Along the way, desert scorpions and monsters appeared, but with their experience, dealing with these creatures was no trouble at all—they didn’t even need to leave the camper.

…

At the bottom of the cliff, Daoist Xuanqing saw his disciples lying unconscious all over the ground, his expression darkening.

He had fought the two Nascent Soul cultivators for hundreds of rounds, but suddenly heard a black dragon shouting that the Soul Revival Flower was missing.

In that moment of distraction, he struck them both, inflicting severe injuries.

Upon finding the Soul Revival Flower gone, he paid them no further heed, rushing anxiously down to the cliff base. To his surprise, he found all the disciples passed out.

A cold glint flashed in his eyes. Who could be so bold as to steal the Soul Revival Flower?

Could it have been Jiang Yan and his companions?

…

Soul Hunter spat a mouthful of blood, his face pale as he cursed, “Damn it, that stupid dragon really picked the perfect moment to announce the Soul Revival Flower was gone!”

Snow Eagle’s right arm was covered in blood as he agreed, “It must have been deliberate. Soul Hunter, what should we do now?”

They were denizens of the Divine Realm, their cultivation suppressed in the lower world, and now they were seriously wounded. They had to return to the Divine Realm soon to heal.

“Let’s go back first. We can’t linger here.”

Soul Hunter’s eyes were filled with unwillingness. He’d thought they could kill the target…

Once Soul Hunter and his group had left, the male disciple finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He was finally free!

…

Divine Realm.

Silver Wing watched as Snow Eagle and Soul Hunter returned wounded, a sharp gleam in his eyes.

He asked coldly, “Are you saying the target’s cultivation was so profound that you couldn’t defeat him? And the Soul Revival Flower vanished right under your noses?”

Snow Eagle protested indignantly, “We were only wounded because we were careless!”

“Enough!” Silver Wing shouted angrily. “Don’t make excuses for your own failure!”

He hadn’t expected the Sky Eagle Pavilion’s mission in the lower world to end in failure.

How could he face the wrath of the Palace Lord?

“Go heal your wounds.”

As soon as he finished, Silver Wing faded from sight, vanishing from the hall of Sky Eagle Pavilion.

Hall of Light.

Silver Wing’s figure appeared silently in the main hall, his expression heavy as he reported to the Lord of Light Hall, “My lord, your subordinate was incompetent. We failed in our mission. The Soul Revival Flower disappeared mysteriously, and the target’s cultivation was far beyond our expectations.”

The Lord of Light Hall heard this, his eyes showing displeasure. He immediately struck out with a palm, a beam of light power like a sharp blade shooting straight at Silver Wing.

Silver Wing gritted his teeth and endured the blow, stumbling backward several steps, his face as pale as paper.

“Did you send nothing but useless fools? Hmph, who would have thought that wretch would grow so quickly!”

The Lord of Light Hall’s voice was icy cold as he continued, “Get out! I don’t want to see you.”

Silver Wing stood silently for a moment, then vanished from the Hall of Light.

Back at Sky Eagle Pavilion, he couldn’t help but spit a mouthful of blood.

Phantom leaned languidly against a pillar, her tone playful. “Hey, boss, how come you’re hurt? Punished by the Lord?”

“It’s nothing,” Silver Wing replied, unwilling to say more.

Phantom continued mockingly, “I say, I should have been sent to the lower world long ago. I know how to handle men—guaranteed to make him wish he were dead, hahaha…”

A cold gleam flashed in Silver Wing’s eyes, but his tone remained calm. “This time we merely underestimated his strength. I have my own plans, no need for your input.”

With that, Silver Wing flicked his sleeve and vanished like lightning.

Phantom watched Silver Wing disappear, sneering softly, her tongue lightly touching her sword’s edge, a flicker of disdain in her eyes. “Men…”