Divine Transcendence

"Come on, get up and practice." Yuan Ming muttered in his heart.

"Let’s go to the Imperial Garden. I want to practice the Explosion Technique again." Whether it was Yuan Ming’s muttering that worked or not, the young emperor actually wanted to practice the Explosion Technique.

Yuan Ming also felt a bit excited.

However, just as the young emperor was about to get up, Yuan Ming felt a wave of dizziness. His soul returned to his own body.

"Explosion Technique, so it’s called Explosion Technique..." After waking up, Yuan Ming frowned deeply, feeling that the name was hard to describe.

Looking at the extinguished black incense in front of him, he felt a bit depressed.

"The use of adding spirit stone powder is not that great..."

The duration of this possession had slightly increased, but it was only a few breaths longer than before.

However, these seemingly useless few breaths gave Yuan Ming an inspiration.

Perhaps the incense ash was just the key to open the threshold of possession, so the amount of it did not affect the duration of possession. To create a real black incense like the original one, he probably needed to find more corresponding spiritual materials containing spiritual power and keep trying.

And this was something he couldn’t accomplish in this small temple.

"If only I had more time. If I could follow the young emperor and perform the Explosion Technique again, I would definitely gain a deeper understanding." Yuan Ming thought to himself.

He was like a student who was taking the imperial examination with the top scholar. Not only could he see the latter’s answers, but he could also understand his thought process. Once he started writing, he could do it smoothly without any obstacles.

"Well, I’ve been out for so long, it’s time to return to the sect. The cultivation of the ’Nine Elements Formula’ and the ’Death Moon Method’ have shown signs of breakthrough. It’s time to return to the sect and retreat for a while." Yuan Ming exhaled a turbid breath and slowly said.

He stood up and put all the incense-making materials and remaining incense ash he had collected during this period into his storage bag.

Then he took out the storage ring and all the things inside, transferred them to the storage bag, and kept it close to his body.

Once he returned to the sect, this thing could not be seen by others.

After everything was ready, Yuan Ming closed the door, intending to find Wusang to inform him before leaving.

However, he couldn’t find him anywhere.

Just as Yuan Ming was about to leave the temple, he suddenly heard a commotion outside, as if someone was crying.

When he arrived, he saw Wusang, with a full face of stubble and covered in dust, lying outside the temple gate.

"Brother Galong, you can’t drive me away..." Wusang tried to grab Galong’s clothes, crying out loud.

"Humph, you are addicted to gambling and refuse to repent. This place can’t accommodate you. You’d better go somewhere else." Galong said with a disgusted face.

There weren’t many onlookers, but they all had a look of mockery, watching the excitement.

Yuan Ming understood when he heard this. No wonder he hadn’t seen Wusang these days. He must have been gambling again in Tiehu Town after getting the silver coins he gave him.

He shook his head secretly, took a look, and wanted to leave.

However, as soon as he left the temple, he was seen by Wusang. The latter, like a drowning man grasping the last straw, rushed over to grab his foot.

"Wusang, what are you doing?" Yuan Ming dodged nimbly and asked with a frown.

"Please help me, beg for me." Wusang quickly pleaded.

"I’m just a guest staying here. How can I have the right to ask the host? Brother Wusang, you’d better talk to the temple master Galong yourself." Yuan Ming said with a smile.

After that, he said to the temple master Galong, "Thank you for your hospitality during this time. I’m leaving today."

Galong didn’t have much friendship with him. Hearing this, he just nodded slightly without saying anything.

"It’s all his fault. I was diligently making incense in the temple and studying hard day and night. It was him who came to me and disturbed my cultivation, causing me to fall again." Seeing that Yuan Ming was unwilling to help, Wusang suddenly stood up and pointed at him, saying harshly.

Hearing this, everyone looked at Yuan Ming with doubtful eyes.

"I only appreciate the guidance given by Lord Quanya. I often give Wusang some incense money and food money to help him deliver it to the temple. I didn’t ask him to gamble with the money." Yuan Ming said innocently.

"Wusang, we haven’t seen you bring any incense money from the believers to the temple. It seems that you have gambled it all away, haven’t you?" Galong’s face darkened, obviously angry.

His words turned the doubts of the crowd into anger.

Wusang was deceiving Lord Quanya!

"People who fall into the river of desire will always fall again and again. Even the great Lord Quanya can’t break your delusion. Wusang, Jiuli Temple doesn’t welcome you. You can leave." After saying that, Galong turned around and left.

Yuan Ming looked at Wusang, who was in a daze, patted him lightly, and secretly put a gold bean in Wusang’s pocket, saying, "Gamblers never end well!"

Then he shook his head and left, completely ending the cause and effect.

As for whether Wusang could repent, he didn’t hold out much hope.

***

Half a day later.

In a tall building in Tiehu Town, in an elegantly decorated private room.

Yuan Ming took out a sealed envelope and a money bag from his bosom and handed them to a middle-aged man dressed in exquisite clothes sitting opposite him.

The envelope was written with several big black characters "To General Yuan Zuochong of the Southern Town!"

"Manager Qian, I’ll have to trouble you." Yuan Ming said.

"Rest assured, if there’s one company in the entire Southern and Northern Regions that’s reliable, it’s our Zhonghai Commerce. I can guarantee that the goods will be safely delivered to the capital of Jin." The middle-aged manager weighed the money bag in his hand and said with a smile.

Yuan Ming nodded, stood up, and left the building.

The dream of immortality is far away, a letter home brings peace.The letter bore the seal of his white jade ring, which his father should recognize.

Having confirmed his identity, although his memory had not fully recovered and he could not return to the Great Jin for the time being, he should still write a letter to his parents to ease their worries.

It had been almost two years since his unexpected "disappearance" on that diplomatic mission.

Half a month later, Yuan Ming returned to the Bi Luo Cave.

He first reported to his senior brother Fang Ge, then returned to his residence.

Since he had locked the door when he left, no one had come to clean, and a thick layer of dust had accumulated inside.

He went to the window and immediately saw the note he had left for Xiying on the desk, still on the table.

However, the white paper had been torn in half, and a small cat paw print was added to the lower right corner of one half.

"She’s still angry."

Yuan Ming chuckled.

On the desk, there were also some other messy paw prints. Obviously, during his absence, not only Silver Cat Xiying had been here, but also Huo Chan’er.

Just as Yuan Ming was about to clean up himself, Bo Tu had already brought a basin of clean water.

He said he had seen Yuan Ming return and had hurried to prepare.

He worked quickly and soon cleaned the entire room, leaving no dust in any corner.

After Bo Tu finished his work, he prepared to leave.

Yuan Ming stopped him and gave him a bag of silver coins before letting him go.

Many of the servants in Bi Luo Cave were like Ha Gong, who had been sold here because their lives were too hard or they had some insurmountable difficulties.

These gold and silver treasures were not significant to Yuan Ming, but they were still very important to them.

It could be considered as taking from the mundane world and returning to the mundane world.

Bo Tu knelt down and thanked him profusely before leaving with tears in his eyes.

After tidying up a bit, Yuan Ming called out the incense burner and placed it on the table, continuing to infuse it with his mana.

Today was the seventh day.

About half an hour later, Yuan Ming stopped his action, and the pattern of the Great Ultimate on the incense burner lit up again.

Just as he was about to take out his homemade black incense, the closed window suddenly opened, and a shadow flashed past.

Yuan Ming’s heart tightened, and he subconsciously wanted to put away the incense burner.

However, before he could move, he suddenly felt a lightness in his hand. When he looked down, he found that his hands were empty, and the incense burner had disappeared.

"Damn it." Seeing this, Yuan Ming was shocked.

At this moment, the figure of Silver Cat Xiying appeared at the window, and the green incense burner was floating beside her.

The incense burner was wrapped in a layer of silver light, connected to Silver Cat Xiying.

"Xiying? What are you doing?" Seeing that it was Silver Cat Xiying, Yuan Ming breathed a sigh of relief, but said unhappily.

Silver Cat Xiying replied, "I’m borrowing this cauldron for a few days." Then she jumped lightly onto the pine branch outside the window and went outside.

Yuan Ming vaguely noticed a hint of cunning in Silver Cat Xiying’s eyes, but he immediately jumped up and chased after her without hesitation.

However, when he got outside, he only saw the back of Silver Cat Xiying. She had jumped over the wall and was already far away.

"Xiying..."

Yuan Ming shouted and hurriedly chased after her.

Silver Cat Xiying was extremely fast, and Yuan Ming couldn’t catch up with her at all. She ran into the forest in the mountains and disappeared in a few moments. Yuan Ming’s divine sense was limited and he couldn’t search for her at all.

It was only at this moment that Yuan Ming realized that the incense burner had ended up in Silver Cat Xiying’s hands.

However, he couldn’t understand why Silver Cat Xiying would suddenly snatch his incense burner. Was it really just to borrow it for a few days?

In their past interactions, he had taken out the incense burner more than once, and even handed it to her personally for her to examine. At that time, he didn’t see Xiying doing anything inappropriate.

The incense burner was of great significance to him. As Yuan Ming thought about it anxiously, he pressed his fingers against his brow, activated the Death Moon method, and drew out the three soul crows from his sea of consciousness.

The soul crows spread their wings and flew into the forest to search.

However, they couldn’t find any trace of Silver Cat Xiying anywhere.

Yuan Ming’s brow furrowed. He had long realized that if Silver Cat Xiying intended to hide, he would not be able to find her at all.

"Calm down, I must calm down, there must be a way..." Yuan Ming stopped and forced himself to think calmly.

After calming down and thinking, Yuan Ming indeed thought of a way.

The incense burner was not an ordinary magical tool to him, he had a special connection with it.

Yuan Ming looked at his arm, then recalled the soul crows, and sat down cross-legged on the ground.

Then, he touched the place on his arm where the incense burner tattoo was originally, retracted his divine sense, and began to try to communicate with the incense burner, sending out his intention to summon it back.

Yuan Ming didn’t know if this would work, but this was the only method he could try now.

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