Divine Transcendence

Yuan Ming heard the words of the Silver Cat and began to close his eyes to sense the Raven of the Soul in his mind. After a while, an expression of surprise involuntarily appeared on his face.

The Silver Cat was slightly surprised to see the change in his expression.

Having been with Yuan Ming for a long time, it knew that Yuan Ming had a calm personality and was not someone who easily showed his emotions. If he lost control of his expression, it was mostly because he had gained a remarkable ability.

After a moment, Yuan Ming opened his eyes and his expression returned to calm.

"How is it?" the Silver Cat asked.

"Far Travel..." Yuan Ming said.

With this ability, his Soul Raven could take the form of a raven and travel far away from his body. According to Yuan Ming’s estimation, the distance was about ten miles, which was very convenient for investigating the enemy’s situation.

Unlike projecting his soul, when using Far Travel, it did not affect his physical body’s actions.

Furthermore, his Soul Raven was almost indistinguishable from a real White Feather Raven, except for powerful high-level cultivators who could quickly detect it. It was extremely difficult for others to notice.

"There is one more, Soul Collision," Yuan Ming continued.

This was the only attacking ability of the Soul Raven, which involved rushing into the opponent’s Sea of Consciousness and impacting their soul. While his own Soul Raven would collapse, it would also heavily damage the enemy’s soul, resulting in a mutually destructive ability.

However, the collapsed Soul Raven only needed some time to recover and condense its soul power in the Sea of Consciousness.

Upon hearing this, the Silver Cat’s pupils flashed with a strange light, and a questioning voice echoed in Yuan Ming’s Sea of Consciousness:

"If I’m not mistaken, there should be one more ability, right?"

"No, there isn’t," Yuan Ming shook his head.

"Hmph, with just those two abilities, it’s not enough to make you unable to hide your joy," the Silver Cat sneered.

"Alright, I knew I couldn’t hide it from you. There is indeed one more ability, Soul Feeding," Yuan Ming hesitated for a moment upon hearing this, then smiled.

Originally, he didn’t want to tell the Silver Cat about this ability. He couldn’t reveal everything to the other party.

But obviously, the other party couldn’t be easily fooled either.

"So it’s Soul Feeding, your luck is quite good," the Silver Cat couldn’t help but exclaim.

Soul Feeding bestowed Yuan Ming’s Soul Raven with the ability to devour residual souls. By devouring the souls of the deceased, it could enhance and strengthen Yuan Ming’s soul power.

"Oh, really?" Yuan Ming said.

"This is an ability that many evil soul cultivators dream of," the Silver Cat said playfully.

Upon hearing these words, Yuan Ming’s heart skipped a beat. Soul cultivators were not well-regarded because many of them resorted to devouring the souls of others in order to quickly improve their cultivation. This led them down a path of killing and calamity.

"Could this ability have any hidden dangers?" Yuan Ming frowned and asked.

"Of course, there are hidden dangers. When devouring the souls of others, one often absorbs the residual memories. Just think about the consequences," the Silver Cat’s voice carried a warning tone.

As Yuan Ming listened, his brows furrowed tighter. Indeed, there was no such thing as a free lunch, and the same applied to souls.

He had read similar explanations in some ancient texts before. Memories that didn’t belong to oneself would clash and confuse one’s original memories. If too many were absorbed, the memories would become extremely chaotic, and one might even fall into madness.

If he wasn’t careful, he might end up mixing someone else’s memories before he could even retrieve his own. At that time, he might not even remember his own name.

"Overall, the three abilities are quite good," the Silver Cat’s voice timely echoed in his mind.

"I have to thank you for your help," Yuan Ming sincerely thanked.

"Next, you can focus on cultivating the second layer of the Death Moon method and continue to strengthen your soul power. All the power of soul cultivation comes from the strength of the soul, this is the foundation," the Silver Cat advised.

"I understand," Yuan Ming nodded.

He immediately sat cross-legged, holding the incense burner, intending to continue cultivating under the moonlight. Suddenly, he heard the voice of the Silver Cat in his Sea of Consciousness:

"Let me take a look at your incense burner."

"You want to see it?" Yuan Ming picked up the incense burner, hesitating.

This incense burner had saved his life several times and was the most precious thing he had.

"What, afraid I’ll take it away?" the Silver Cat sneered. If it really wanted to take the incense burner, it wouldn’t have to wait until now.

"How could that be?" Yuan Ming smiled and placed the incense burner in front of the Silver Cat.

The Silver Cat maintained a squatting posture and raised one paw, gently resting it on the incense burner.

A silver light suddenly flashed in its paw fur.

Yuan Ming blinked and finally saw that there was a delicate silver ring hidden in the fur of its paw, which was now worn on its paw.

However, despite the silver light flashing, nothing happened.

In the Silver Cat’s peculiar pupils, a hint of understanding flashed, as if it had verified some speculation.

"Take it back, this is not an ordinary item, take good care of it," the Silver Cat then pushed the incense burner back to Yuan Ming.Yuan Ming quickly took it and held it in his arms.

"Continue cultivating." The silver cat said.

Yuan Ming collected his scattered thoughts and began to cultivate the "Death Moon Method". A layer of moonlight enveloped his body, and the incense burner in his arms emitted a faint and imperceptible light.

Seeing this scene, the silver cat immediately placed its paw on its head, lying next to Yuan Ming with its eyes closed.

A faint silver light also enveloped its body, fluctuating like tides.

...

A few days later.

In a forest in southern Jiang, seven or eight burly men wearing animal skins and carrying curved knives made of ox horns sat among scattered rocks under the scorching sun.

Their skin was reddish-brown, and their muscles were swollen, resembling the "strongmen" in temple murals.

Among them, the leader was particularly burly, with a fierce appearance and a bare upper body.

"Hu Zha, why haven’t we set off yet? Who are we waiting for?" A man with dark blue tattoos on his face asked impatiently.

The fierce man was none other than the one who captured Yuan Ming and brought him into the Bi Luo Cave.

"I heard that there is a named disciple from the Fire Refining Hall who also took on a mission with us." Hu Zha said.

"These pampered guys, how could they take on a mission from our Beast Slave Hall? They usually look down on us, not taking us seriously." The man with tattoos on his face wondered.

"Who knows what’s wrong with them." Hu Zha shrugged and looked impatient.

"In my opinion, we can handle this task ourselves. Why bother assigning it? It’s just making trouble for ourselves." The man with tattoos complained.

"You can’t say that... After all, what we do is dirty work that can’t be seen. We can’t use the name of the sect. We might be targeted at any time. If we accidentally encounter an ambush, having a named disciple with us will be very useful." Hu Zha grinned and said.

"That’s true..." The man with tattoos smiled foolishly.

"Remember, be polite when you see that named disciple. You never know when you might need him..." Hu Zha hadn’t finished speaking when he saw a figure walking towards the end of the path in the forest.

The person was not wearing the attire of a named disciple of the Bi Luo Cave, and there was no waist badge to prove his identity. He wore a bamboo hat on his head, covering most of his face.

When he approached, he suddenly took off his bamboo hat and smiled, "Captain Hu Zha, long time no see."

"You are..." Hu Zha was stunned when he heard this, and for a moment, he couldn’t recognize the person in front of him.

He thought for a long time before finally matching the handsome young man in front of him with the somewhat weak figure in his memory, but he still wasn’t completely sure.

"You are that beast slave..." He couldn’t remember the name of the young man in front of him, and of course, he had never cared.

"Yuan Ming." The young man smiled.

"Yes, yes, yes... Yuan Ming, it’s really you?" Hu Zha couldn’t hide his surprise anymore and pointed at Yuan Ming.

Yuan Ming nodded.

"You are the disciple of the Fire Refining Hall?" Hu Zha asked.

"Yes, I entrusted Captain Hu Zha to give me more guidance for this mission." Yuan Ming said.

"Why did you take on this mission?" Hu Zha looked at Yuan Ming, feeling a hint of caution.

He knew Yuan Ming’s background better than anyone else. It was he who personally captured Yuan Ming and a group of wild people and brought them to the Ten Thousand Mountains.

"Naturally, it’s for the twenty contribution points. Why, Captain Hu Zha, don’t you welcome me?" Yuan Ming asked.

"How could that be, just..." Hu Zha hesitated.

"Captain Hu Zha, are you afraid that I mind the past? Then you are worrying too much. I still remember what you said when you sent me to Elder Hu Huo." Yuan Ming smiled, showing no signs of concern.

At that time, he had said that if Yuan Ming and the wild people could embark on the path of cultivation, they should come back and thank him as their guide.

"Oh, those were just nonsense. You don’t have to take it seriously." Hu Zha couldn’t help but feel a little flustered.

"Captain Hu Zha, don’t doubt it, I sincerely thank you from the bottom of my heart. Without you leading me into the sect, I’m afraid I would have remained an ignorant wild person until death." Yuan Ming smiled warmly and spoke sincerely, even he almost believed it himself.

"You’re welcome, you’re welcome." Hu Zha saw that the other party’s words didn’t seem fake, and finally felt a little relieved.

"Captain Hu Zha, rest assured, if there is any danger on this journey, I will do my best to deal with it." Yuan Ming said.

"Haha, you worry too much. It’s just dealing with some savage wild people. Even if they have great strength, you don’t need to do anything. You just need to relax and enjoy the scenery along the way." Hu Zha laughed.

"Alright, let’s not waste any more time. Let’s set off." Yuan Ming said.The group, led by Hu Zha, set off into the forest.

Along the way, Yuan Ming and Hu Zha chatted intermittently. Neither of them brought up the incident of Yuan Ming’s capture, and they gradually became more familiar with each other.

"Captain Hu Zha, what’s the process for capturing savages? Surely we’re not just searching aimlessly?" Yuan Ming asked.

Hu Zha chuckled, "How could that be? You should know, this business of capturing savages is a trade. If we have a demand, naturally there will be suppliers."

"What do you mean?" Yuan Ming asked, puzzled.

(End of Chapter)

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