Translator: Timothy_ Editor: mjn0898
The two girls ran for their lives, they were scared shitless by the nude female cultivator and Ye Mo. If the young cultivator who went in first didnât help, they would be crushed meat by now.
âSister, what is their power level? I couldnât tell at all.â The red robed girl asked once they were 10000 kilometers from Lost Soul Ruins.
The green robed girl shook her head. âI canât tell but that female cultivator seemed injured, even so she could still use her cultivation essence giant hand. Sheâs at least disaster transformation state tertiary stage or even truth realisation state. That male cultivator can fend off her meaning he wonât be much weaker than her. He would at least be disaster transformation state level. He might look so young but heâs probably older than dad.â
âThen what do we do now? With this happening, people would be coming Lost Soul Ruins soon,â the red robed girl continued.
âLetâs wait for father here, he will come soon,â the green robed girl said with certainty.
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Ye Mo knew that the female cultivator was gathering cultivation essence now but the exit was too close to the female cultivator. If he wanted to go, he might not be able to use essence blood to dodge her attack. With his current distance and how the female cultivator couldnât move, even if she used her red rope, he would at most be heavily injured. It wouldnât be enough to kill him.
But Ye Mo was worried about cultivators coming here soon. If a few truth realisation state cultivators came, he would still be dead, especially those guys from the Dragon Teng Palace.
The female cultivator saw by Ye Moâs facial expression that he knew she wouldnât be able to kill him if he didnât come within a certain distance.
When her cultivation essence recovered to a degree, she didnât attack and instead looked at Ye Mo. âYouâre a cultivator too, do you know how much enmity there is for stopping oneâs cultivation foundation? Today you ruined mine so itâs not over the line even if I burn your soul.â
Ye Mo sneered. âDonât make it sound so nice, your soul devouring cultivation method is pretty much doing the same thing nonstop. Donât give me that bullshit, werenât you going to use me as your soul jar before? What wonât an evil woman like you do? Itâs a pity I donât have the ability to kill you now, once I reach truth realisation state, I will kill a scum like you every time I see one.â
âHaha, Iâm evil....â the woman shrieked. She pointed outside hysterically. âIf Iâm one ten-thousandth as evil as Feng Chun, you would be overestimating me. You think I made those soul jars? Itâs Feng Chun, that bastard â he ambushed his old friend and used his son to set up the Spirit Transfer Formation to take his daughter in lawâs spirit roots. Then, he used his Soul Shackle Formation to lock his wifeâs soul at the bottom of the lake forever...â
Ye Mo looked at the female cultivator in confusion, wasnât this female cultivator locked here? Was she Feng Chunâs wife? No wonder she couldnât move.
The female cultivatorâs voice turned tragic. âYou guessed it, thatâs right, Iâm his wife. I have been locked at the bottom of the lake for countless years. The Spirit Transfer Formation he used his son to set up was sabotaged by me. Although Iâve been locked down here, I had the means to tell the news to Li He. Li He took away his daughter and Feng Xiâs soul. But even so, Feng Chun didnât stop. He wasnât able to improve his spirit roots so he wanted to cultivate the soul devour cultivation method.â
The woman clenched her teeth. âHe let spirit beasts attack his own Bright Moon City and killed all the spirit beasts and people in the city. Then he set up a Soul Devouring Formation and set up the soul mist to nourish the souls here for his cultivation. He used his own son to be a soul jar to nourish the souls purely because this way, it would benefit him more. Do you know who the first soul he was going to devour was? Mine; he not only locked my here but also wanted to devour my soul. This animal, no heâs worse than an animal...â
Ye Mo sneered. âWell arenât you alright now? Youâre no better yourself, Feng Xi is your son yet you still used him as a soul jar.â
The female cultivator calmed down and said hatefully, âIâm fine because I ambushed him. When he devoured my soul, I used a secret technique to escape. I know he isnât dead and I know he will come back but before I reach truth realisation state peak stage, I canât leave this Soul Shackle Formation. I must kill him, only after I kill him can I die peacefully.â
Ye Mo sneered in contempt. He realized this was all set up by Feng Chun but it benefited this female cultivator in the end.
The woman saw Ye Moâs expression and said coldly, âThat Feng Xi isnât my son, heâs the son of the bitch who suggested to him to lock me up. But that bitch was also ambushed by Feng Chun. That bitchâs father is Feng Chunâs mortal enemy, but Feng Chun was good at acting and tricked her. Then, he went to torture her son.â
Ye Mo was speechless. What bullshit logic was this, that womanâs son was also Feng Chunâs son?
Regardless, Feng Chunâs acts were inhuman.
But his wife wasnât someone good either. The more Ye Mo heard, the more he was disgusted. That Li He was blind, making such a friend and bringing harm to himself and his daughter.
Seeing this, the female cultivator suddenly said, âFeng Chun is also a level nine formation grand master, youâre no ordinary person to be able to break his formation. Youâre only cauldron filling state level two, you should know that soon, people will come here and you still wonât be able to get away. So Iâm going to make a deal with you, help me remove the Soul Shackle Formation and give me an Immortal Curl Flower, then weâre even.â
Ye Mo sneered. âYouâre quite cunning.â
The female cultivator also sneered. âItâs not your Immortal Curl Flower, is that herb garden yours? You took it from me.â
Ye Mo felt a little awkward since that was really the case.
The female cultivator said again, âIf youâre willing then hurry up, thereâs an half extreme grade spirit range and a broken low grade spirit range, I can give them to you. Otherwise, if I guard this entrance, you wonât be able to dodge my attack so you wonât be able to leave.â
Ye Mo knew she was right so he nodded. âOkay then, itâs a deal. Make an oath that after I free you you must not attack me.â
The female cultivator said without hesitation, âI, Miao Huzhen, swear that if someone frees me from Soul Shackle Gormation, I will treat him as my savior my entire life. I will never go back on this or I will die to divine damnation.â
Her voice was shaky when she made the oath. Clearly, if some level nine formation grand master came to do this deal with her earlier, she was willing to do anything. She even rejoiced that Ye Mo came here.
Ye Mo was decisive and since she made such an oath he didnât hesitate. He knew that it wasnât good for him to waste time here. He threw out a few formation flags and made more.
The female cultivator watched nervously as Ye Mo did his thing. For a few thousand years she had been locked here and now she was about to break free.
No matter how powerful her spirit sense was, if she didnât break free she would never be able to ascend into the immortal realm.
30 minutes later, Ye Mo threw out the last formation flag and the tens of restrictions confining her were freed. She got up and howled, âFeng Chun you bastard, I will lock your soul and cut you inch by inch!â
Ye Mo stood on the side warily.
The female cultivator looked at Ye Mo. âAlthough you made me lose half my power, you saved me as well. I wonât look for trouble with you but you need to give me an Immortal Curl Flower.â
Ye Mo threw one over without hesitation.
The female cultivator nodded but suddenly her face changed. She said, âSomeoneâs here, a truth realisation state cultivator.â She instantly dashed through the formation door and disappeared.
Ye Mo looked at the half extreme grade spirit range and gritted his teeth, taking it into his Golden Page World.
The female cultivator heard this and paused, murmuring, âA mere cauldron filling state, how dare he!â
The rumbling sound was Ye Mo taking the spirit range. As soon as he took it, he saw a flying magic artifact about to land here. The cultivators outside werenât able to scan in with spirit sense due to the formation.
Ye Mo couldnât care about the small herb garden and dashed out on Blue Moon.