"Spiritual Sea?" Yu Nian's expression was unprecedentedly solemn.
The Spiritual Sea, also known as the Purple Mansion, is where the main body's divine soul and spiritual consciousness are housed. It is the most hidden and private part of the human body. If it is damaged, the owner of the Spiritual Sea may become stupid at best, or even lose their life at worst. For this reason, although the Spiritual Sea varies from person to person, in order to protect the divine soul, numerous barriers are set up to prevent malicious intrusions by those with ill intentions. Without the owner's permission, it is extremely difficult for others to enter the Spiritual Sea. A single misstep could lead to severe damage to one's spiritual consciousness.
Yu Nian stared intently at Feng Chengyuan, whose face was deathly pale, and her eyes darkened.
She lit a red candle at each of the four corners of the room. Then she took out a red rope dyed with cinnabar, tying one end to Feng Chengyuan's wrist and the other end to her own ring finger.
After finishing all this, Yu Nian looked at Hong Xi. "Stay and guard for me. I'm going to enter Feng Chengyuan's Spiritual Sea."
Hong Xi seemed to have heard something extremely unreasonable. He suddenly stood up. "Are you crazy? Can the Spiritual Sea be entered casually? Although your divine soul is strong, you were reborn through soul - transplantation. Your spiritual consciousness is much more unstable than others. If Feng Chengyuan's Spiritual Sea has a slightly stronger defense, not only will you fail to save him, but you might also lose your own life in there."
Injuries to the spiritual consciousness are on a completely different level from physical injuries. Therefore, even though some powerful cultivators can freely move their spiritual consciousness, they will not easily enter others' Spiritual Seas to avoid a lose - lose situation.
Yu Nian quietly looked at Feng Chengyuan for a moment. "The contractee and the contract master share the same fate. If I don't wake up after an hour, cut the rope. Take Feng Chengyuan to Fading Temple to find Master Qingdeng. He is a wise man and may have a way." She paused for a moment. Her voice was soft but firm. "I'm going to bring him back."
Hong Xi's expression was solemn. Finally, he gritted his teeth. "Okay, don't worry. I'll definitely guard both of your bodies well."
Yu Nian lay down beside Feng Chengyuan and slowly took his hand.
The moment their fingers intertwined, Yu Nian softly recited a spell, keeping her mind clear. Then she gradually extended her spiritual consciousness outward.
A faint golden light floated out of Yu Nian's body and gently attached itself to Feng Chengyuan's forehead. Despite being the most powerful divine soul, there was a tenderness and patience in the movement that even Yu Nian herself didn't notice as it slowly penetrated into Feng Chengyuan's Spiritual Sea.
When she opened her eyes again, Yu Nian saw a dark and enclosed space.
The aura here was extremely chaotic. Golden light and malevolent qi were entangled and fighting, indistinguishable from each other.
Yu Nian tentatively reached out her hand towards the golden light. The golden light seemed to be conscious and gently coiled around her fingertips.
When Yu Nian raised her hand to capture the black qi, a sharp pain suddenly shot through her palm. Worried about hurting Feng Chengyuan's spiritual consciousness, she didn't dare to act rashly.
Yu Nian held her breath and concentrated. She used her spiritual consciousness to conjure a soft tentacle and very gently stroked the thick barrier around. At the same time, Yu Nian made a hand - seal with her left hand, ready to defend against any attack from the Spiritual Sea at any time.
One second, two seconds...
The expected collapse and chaos did not occur. A faint white light flashed, and a layer of water wave extended from the barrier, gently and inclusively holding Yu Nian's hand.
A moderate force pushed her forward. Suddenly, the scene in front of her disappeared, replaced by a wide and straight road.
Yu Nian was stunned, hardly believing it. She had thought it would take a great deal of effort, but unexpectedly, she had entered Feng Chengyuan's Spiritual Sea so easily.
Why was Feng Chengyuan's spiritual consciousness so inclusive towards an outsider like her?
Was there something wrong with the barrier of his Spiritual Sea?
While she was in a daze, a mist suddenly rose around. A faint fragrance lingered in the air.
When Yu Nian came to her senses, she had reached the end of the road. Large, magnificent clouds were floating in the sky. She was standing on a very open and spacious flat ground, and at the end of the flat ground was an endless sea.
For a moment, Yu Nian was dazed. She was a little surprised at how vast Feng Chengyuan's Spiritual Sea was.
She looked at the sea and saw a very distinct boundary on the sea surface. The left side was a vast expanse of blue, while the right side was completely black.
Yu Nian's eyes sharpened. She drew a spirit - gathering talisman on the ground. With two soft "rumbling" sounds, the calm sea suddenly became turbulent. In the blink of an eye, towering waves rose up. The clouds in the sky disappeared, and dark clouds rolled in from afar, surging like a vast army.
The malevolent qi that had been scattered throughout the Spiritual Sea suddenly gathered together and condensed into a giant beam of light, shooting straight into the sky.
Yu Nian quickly made a hand - seal with her left hand and unhesitatingly rushed forward. The slender girl nimbly shuttled through the thick black mist. Her figure was agile as she stamped down one talisman after another.
The malevolent qi was successively scattered. It seemed to realize that it was at a disadvantage. After recombining, it suddenly transformed into a ferocious giant dragon.
During the fight between the dragon and the girl, Yu Nian used her body as a sword and slashed straight at the giant dragon.
Pure golden light burst out, covering the sky above the entire sea area. With a shrill roar, the malevolent qi twisted and deformed, and finally disappeared without a trace.
Yu Nian landed steadily, but still frowned tightly.
Although all the malevolent qi had been dispelled, Yu Nian still felt a sense of uneasiness for some reason.
With two soft "rustling" sounds, the sea breeze blew, bringing two green leaves from somewhere and gently landing them in Yu Nian's palm.
Yu Nian looked in the direction of the wind and saw a very tall tree. It was extremely lush, but there were no flowers on its branches.
Vaguely, Yu Nian saw a man sitting quietly under the tree.
With a handsome face and long legs, who else could it be but Feng Chengyuan?
Yu Nian was stunned for a moment. She wondered if it was just her imagination, but she always felt that there was something different about the man in front of her.
She tentatively called out Feng Chengyuan's name softly, but the man under the tree didn't show the slightest reaction.
Yu Nian's heart sank. It wasn't until she walked closer to Feng Chengyuan's side that the man slowly raised his head.
Feng Chengyuan's face was pale, and his clothes were slightly open.
When he saw Yu Nian, his eyes instantly lit up. As his thin lips moved, he seemed to say something, but Yu Nian couldn't hear clearly.
Yu Nian had a lot to say to Feng Chengyuan at this moment, but in the end, she just gently took his hand.
"Come on, let's go home."
Just as the two of them took two steps, a cold feeling came from behind.
Yu Nian's heart sank. She quickly turned around. Although she was on guard, she was still knocked down by a powerful force.
She was suddenly pressed down under the tree.
Feng Chengyuan stared at her. His usually cold eyes were now dark, surging with unknown emotions.
Yu Nian was stunned for a moment. Then she quickly reacted. The malevolent qi of the corpse - oil candle could arouse the negative emotions deep in one's heart, causing one to lose their sanity.
She had carefully observed Feng Chengyuan's Spiritual Sea just now. Although Feng Chengyuan was a pure - hearted person without any inner demons, the malevolent qi had infinitely magnified his five senses and seven emotions and six desires. The aura of the contract master was undoubtedly a fatal attraction to the contractee.
Just as Yu Nian was about to draw a talisman on him to expel evil spirits, her wrist was suddenly grabbed.
The next second, Feng Chengyuan leaned down. When their lips met, the familiar yet strange fragrance of mint and sandalwood intertwined. Different from the fleeting kiss when they made the contract, this kiss was like a violent storm, completely unruly.
It was more like a biting without the slightest hint of romance than a kiss.
Yu Nian suddenly widened her eyes. It seemed as if something had exploded in her mind.