C30 Soul Seizing

The newborn Lunar Spirit was actually quite fragile.

Typically, when an earthly soul has just evolved into a Lunar Spirit, it should not separate from its original body.

Only after achieving the Spirit Walk state can the Lunar Spirit detach and roam millions of miles away.

The messenger of Colddeath dared to unleash the Lunar Spirit because the blood sacrifice magic circle was in place. Without it, he would never have been so bold.

With the magic circle enveloping the heavens, he felt confident enough to let the Lunar Spirit leave its body and wreak havoc in the valley.

The ribbon of blood, crafted from boiling blood mist, served as sustenance for the fledgling Lunar Spirit. It drew vital energy from this source, empowering the Lunar Spirit to remain active for extended periods.

Were it not for the "Appearing Divine Dust," his intangible newborn Lunar Spirit could have rampaged unchecked through the valley.

Yuan Lianyao had already been gravely wounded by him.

Only Yuan Lianyao, who had attained Subtlety, could roughly detect his whereabouts through her spiritual sense; the rest were clueless.

Regrettably, he had not anticipated the anomaly that was Yu Yuan.

Yu Yuan, who had been aware of the situation early on, had covertly strategized after conferring with Yuan Lianyao.

Yu Yuan was exceedingly knowledgeable about Colddeath and the Lunar Spirit.

The ingredients for "Appearing Divine Dust" were surprisingly common, and its condensation quite straightforward. The real challenge lay in the mystique.

For him, in his previous life, this so-called mystique was merely a minor technique related to his herbalist craft.

Even before he became an accomplished herbalist, he was already intimately familiar with items like "Appearing Divine Dust."

"Yu, do you think Le Feng can truly annihilate that Lunar Spirit of Colddeath?" Zhao Yafu inquired, her voice tinged with wonder.

As she stood next to Yu Yuan, her eyes sparkled with admiration.

Her faith in Yu Yuan was growing.

She began to believe that the Zhao family's ambitious Dragon Devour plan might just succeed with Yu Yuan's involvement.

If she could fully assimilate the dragon whelp spirit nestled within her, the benefits would last a lifetime.

"Yu Yuan, if that Lunar Spirit is indeed vanquished," Yu Wei, steadfast at his side, expressed his concern with a furrowed brow, "Colddeath will certainly not take it lying down."

"The Colddeath..." Zhao Xi could feel the overwhelming pressure.

"The Colddeath may not pursue us now, but that's a concern for later," Yu Yuan said, exhausted from standing so long. He moved to a shattered rock and plopped down before continuing, "If we can't get through this ordeal, we won't have to worry about what the Colddeath might do in the future—we'll already be dead."

"Not even the Colddeath can come into the Silvermoon Empire and slaughter us at will!" Yuan Lianyao declared defiantly.

"Mayor, are you okay?" Yu Yuan asked with a sycophantic grin, beckoning her over. "Come here, if you're feeling unwell, let me take a look."

Yuan Lianyao glanced down at her chest and murmured, "I'm feeling a bit tight in the chest."

"Ahem, any more melon seeds? Hand me some," Yu Yuan quickly diverted the conversation, reaching out earnestly.

Zhao Xi's eyes widened in disbelief as he looked from Yu Yuan to Yuan Lianyao, as if he were witnessing something utterly surreal.

Yu Wei remained unruffled, his attention following Le Feng, seemingly oblivious to the exchange between his nephew and the mayor.

Zhao Yafu let out a soft chuckle, inwardly cursing, "That Yuan, so brazen and shameless! To think the mayor would so openly flirt with my Brother Yu!"

"Here you go!" she exclaimed, thrusting an elegant white handbag into Yu Yuan's waiting hand. "Brother Yu, there's plenty of tasty treats inside for you to enjoy at your leisure."

She even gave Yu Yuan a playful wink.

"Go ahead and enjoy the spectacle," Yuan Lianyao said with a grin, stashing away the melon seeds she had produced. "Now that the outcome is clear, I'll take care of the Huang family."

Nine red lotuses emerged once again.

Yuan Lianyao soared into the air, the red lotuses swirling around her, transforming her into a radiant deity of crimson light as she advanced on Huang Chen, whose chest was stained with fresh blood.

From a distance, she uttered a single word, "Seal!"

Huang Chen, with his formidable build and bulging muscles, suddenly felt an odd force emerging beneath his armpits, constricting him tightly like steel wire.

Huang Chen's face turned ashen.

Only now did he realize that when he was previously struck by a lotus flower, Yuan Lianyao's spiritual energy had stealthily infiltrated his body, unbeknownst to him.

It lay in wait, poised to erupt at a critical moment.

And he had been completely oblivious.

"Father! Please, take care!"

As a red lotus barreled toward him like a rampaging chariot, he was paralyzed, managing only to let out a guttural cry.

The red lotus collided with Huang Chen's chest.

His ribs and organs were shattered just as his son Huang Bin's had been, pulverized by the corporeal lotus.

Yuan Lianyao, hovering in the air, maintained her enchanting smile.

She soared right over Huang Chen's head without so much as glancing down at him.

To her, it seemed, the second-generation patriarch of the Huang family was nothing more than a trivial, ant-like figure.

"That woman is ruthless," Zhao Yafu murmured, biting her lip.

"Huff! Huff! Huff!"

Fragments of the Lunar Spirit, draped in a dust that resembled tattered cloth, drifted aimlessly.

One piece suddenly veered toward Yu Cen and Yu Lili.

"A fragmented and incomplete Lunar Spirit dares to be so presumptuous in my presence?" Yu Lili, her battle spirit surging, brandished the Black Dragon Scissors, ready to snip the fragment apart.

It was evident to all that the ethereal Lunar Spirit had been gravely wounded by Le Feng's Frost Thunder Technique.

The blood-colored ribbon it had once manipulated was now forsaken, leaving it with no choice but to dodge.

Without a body and the blood-colored ribbon's power, what harm could it do with just the remnants of its Soul Power?

"Whoosh!"

In a startling turn, a fragment of the Lunar Spirit descended upon the head of the purple-clad maid, Ann Ziqing.

A faint luminescence seemed to infuse her from above.

"Ziqing?"

Yu Lili's face contorted with alarm, and she let out a sharp cry, rushing over immediately.

"Swish! Swish! Swish!"

The other fragments, still pursued by Le Feng, belonged to the Colddeath envoy's Lunar Spirit. They accelerated suddenly, streaking toward Ann Ziqing like flashes of gray light.

Le Feng was unable to keep pace.

Yuan Lianyao, having just slain Huang Chen and now considering Huang Fan her next target, hovered motionless in the air. Two lotuses floated to her feet, gently lifting her.

She turned her head, giving Yu Yuan an inquisitive look.

Yu Yuan's gaze was fixed on Ann Ziqing, seemingly lost in thought, and she remained silent.

Meanwhile, Huang Fan, having narrowly escaped disaster, was now running for his life through the valley, paying no mind to anything else. As he fled, Aureum Stones buried beneath the earth burst forth, creating barriers against the pursuing members of the Zhao and Yuan families.

"Take refuge in the caves of Mount Aureum!" Huang Fan yelled.

"Brother Yu, what's happening here?" Zhao Yafu asked, clearly startled. "Has your maidservant been temporarily taken over by a Lunar Spirit from the Colddeath?"

Yu Yuan, lost in contemplation, offered no response.

Zhao Xi's brow furrowed in confusion. "After such a heavy injury, shouldn't the weakened Lunar Spirit immediately return to its physical body?"

His eyes scanned Mount Aureum and its numerous caves. "The envoy from the Colddeath should be hidden somewhere inside the mountain."

"Yu Yuan, I apologize, but I might not be able to spare your maidservant's life," Yuan Lianyao said, hesitating for a few seconds before reaching a decision. "The possessed body is but a mortal shell, ignorant of cultivation. Once the body dies and the soul is extinguished, it will naturally depart. When it emerges again, a strike of frost lightning will ensure its demise."

With that, she signaled to Le Feng with a glance.

Le Feng nodded subtly, indicating his understanding.

Her intentions were unmistakable. She was prepared to kill Ann Ziqing, causing her body and soul to perish instantaneously.

At the moment of death, the Colddeath's envoy would be forced to leave the body. As the Lunar Spirit separated, Le Feng would strike with frost lightning, ensuring the already battered spirit would be obliterated on the spot.

"Stop!" Yu Yuan exclaimed, rising abruptly.

Then, under everyone's watchful eyes, he dashed toward Ann Ziqing.

"Yu Yuan, it's just a servant girl. What's there to hold onto?" Yuan Lianyao said with a furrowed brow. "Don't worry. After I kill her, you can choose any of the Yuan family's maidservants."

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