Chapter 311: Two Gifts

A red bead the size of a fist appeared above Zhou Yi's head, but the moment it appeared, it immediately collapsed, turning into a red liquid that melted into the burning meteor.

At this moment, the flames burning on the meteor strangely and silently vanished. In its place stood a luminous figure radiating red light, towering between heaven and earth. His eyes revealed deep regret and melancholy, and he casually pointed his left hand toward the old man from the Corpse Yin Sect.

The old man was about to dodge but found that he could not move his body. His face instantly turned pale, and he looked at Zhou Yi in shock.

"Soul Transformation Realm…" he said bitterly.

"The first time I came to the Immortal Realm back then, I met you… This Concept of infatuation was forced upon me by you. I knew your purpose, and now I understand, but I do not regret it. If there is Reincarnation, I will still choose to meet you…" Zhou Yi did not spare the old man a glance, instead looking down at the Female Corpse in his arms.

In his youthful arrogance back then, he was the most talented Disciple in the Five Elements Sect, possessing a tenacity few could match. He Cultivated the Art of the Five Elements, surpassing his fellow Disciples step by step, eventually taking the only Nascent Soul Transformation Late Stage senior in the Sect as his Master. After that, his career soared, and his cultivation deepened.

When he reached Soul Transformation, his Master gifted him the Rain Cauldron. His first trip into the Immortal Realm led to a drastic change in his entire being, something nobody had anticipated.

In the Immortal Realm, he accidentally entered an Elegant Pavilion. The first thing he saw was the Female Corpse lying on the bed. From that moment on, as if possessed, he lost himself.

In his eyes, this Female Corpse was his everything.

For the sake of the Female Corpse, he betrayed his Sect. His Master was heartbroken but could not bear to kill his beloved Disciple, sighing three times before leaving.

Rumors of necrophilia, madness, and other things immediately spread throughout Vermilion Bird Star. None of this could affect his state of mind; he did not regret it.

Relying on this Concept of infatuation, his cultivation deepened unknowingly, and he became a Nascent Soul Transformation Cultivator.

When his Master failed his attempt to Break through to the Soul Transformation Realm, on the day his Lifespan reached its limit, Zhou Yi stood outside the Five Elements Sect and knelt for seven days.

In the following years, he intervened three times to save the Five Elements Sect from major calamities, yet he never again became a Disciple of the Five Elements Sect.

At this very moment, these scenes flashed through Zhou Yi's mind.

The old man from the Corpse Yin Sect had already given up struggling. Facing a Soul Transformation Realm Cultivator, he had no hope of survival; the disparity in Realms could crush all resistance.

Zhou Yi's eyes were completely clear. Though lacking his former tenderness, they held a Concept that seemed etched into his soul. He lowered his head again and gently kissed the Female Corpse's brow. Then, his gaze swept over Chi Hu and Wang Lin, finally settling on Chi Hu. He spoke in a calm tone:

"Little brother, would you be willing to look after my wife?"

Chi Hu's body was instantly lifted from the ground by a mysterious force, and he stared at Zhou Yi in astonishment.

"This…"

Zhou Yi frowned.

Chi Hu felt bitter inside. He definitely did not want this corpse. If the Elders in his Clan found out about this, it would greatly impact his future. However, at this moment, no one dared to refuse the dying request of a Soul Transformation Realm Cultivator.

"…This Junior is willing!" Chi Hu took a deep breath and whispered.

Zhou Yi raised his hand, waved it, and shook his head, saying, "As the Young Clan Chief of the Giant Demon Race, you naturally have concerns and worry about following in my footsteps. Forget it!"

After speaking, his gaze swept over and landed on Wang Lin. He softly asked, "Are you willing to help me?"

Wang Lin immediately felt the pressure on his body lighten, and he stood up from the ground. After hearing Zhou Yi's words, he remained silent.

"My wife requires Immortal Jade to maintain her body's preservation. You will need a thousand Immortal Jade every millennium. Although this is difficult for you, it shouldn't be too much trouble. Little brother, do you agree?" Zhou Yi's eyes were clear as he looked at Wang Lin and spoke slowly.

"I cannot guarantee that I will acquire that much Immortal Jade," Wang Lin said after a brief silence.

Zhou Yi smiled faintly, looked up at the sky, and said, "Good. Little brother, I have nothing to repay you with, but I will not let you help me for free with this millennia-long entrustment!"

Wang Lin looked at Zhou Yi without speaking.

After Zhou Yi finished speaking, he grabbed downward with his large hand. The Palace on the ground that had not yet collapsed instantly crumbled, and pieces of Immortal Jade immediately flew up.

In mid-air, the Immortal Jade formed a Pagoda. Zhou Yi took one last look at the Female Corpse in his arms, tossed her toward the Pagoda, and the Female Corpse vanished inside the tower. Zhou Yi pointed with his right hand, and the Pagoda immediately shrank, flying toward Wang Lin and landing in his hand.

The moment he touched the Pagoda, a trace of strange power flowed into Wang Lin's body, and an Imprint appeared within his Primordial Spirit.

"This Pagoda carries the Concept of my current Soul Transformation Realm. Find a cold, dark place and release this tower. Within one hundred miles of this Pagoda, unless a person's cultivation surpasses mine at this moment, no one can enter without your consent."

Zhou Yi smiled slightly at Wang Lin, pointed his right hand at his glabella, and immediately, a fingernail-sized Red Jade Stone flew out from his brow and shot toward Wang Lin.

The moment this jade stone appeared, the collapse of the surrounding fragments immediately paused; it was as if time had stopped at that instant. A power of the Heavenly Dao emanated from within the object.

The instant Wang Lin saw the jade stone, he felt an unimaginable Law power, similar to the Reincarnation Heavenly Dao he had comprehended during his Mortal Transformation years ago. He couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"This is the first gift I give you: the Soul Transformation Crystal. This object is useless to you now, but if you can reach the Soul Transformation Realm one day, it will help you!"

The old man from the Corpse Yin Sect stared intently at the jade stone, his face revealing intense longing. He was extremely clear about the value of this item.

Although this object possesses no Divine Abilities, it is naturally formed between heaven and earth at the moment a Soul Transformation Cultivator comprehends the Heavenly Dao and finally reaches the Soul Transformation Realm. If he could obtain this object, his chances of entering the Soul Transformation Realm would immediately increase by thirty percent.

Its only function is to give the Cultivator one extra choice during the life-and-death transition of reaching the Soul Transformation Realm.

If a Soul Transformation Cultivator loses this object, their cultivation will permanently regress until death. It can be said that this item is no less valuable than life itself.

Even Zhou Yi had only just condensed it.

Chi Hu also stared blankly at the Soul Transformation Crystal. As the Young Clan Chief of the Giant Demon Race, his knowledge was extraordinary, and he recognized the item instantly, filling his heart with deep regret. Although he had guessed that Zhou Yi would not let someone look after his wife for free, he never expected Zhou Yi to give away such a precious treasure!

If he had known this earlier, he definitely wouldn't have hesitated for a second and would have immediately agreed. Moreover, judging by Zhou Yi's words, this was only the first gift, meaning there might be a second gift, a third gift… Chi Hu's regret had reached its peak.

The expressions of the two men fell into Zhou Yi's eyes. A hint of arrogance appeared on his lips. He pointed his right hand at the old man from the Corpse Yin Sect. The old man's body immediately moved forward uncontrollably and was seized by Zhou Yi.

"My second gift to you is this man! He is the Grand Elder of the Corpse Yin Sect. I can spare your life, but you must be a Slave for a thousand years. Are you willing?" Zhou Yi said, his eyes calm.

Facing absolute power, the Grand Elder of the Corpse Yin Sect only had two choices before him: life or death.

"My Lifespan is less than a millennium; how can I be a Slave for a thousand years? You might as well just kill me," the old man said bitterly.

"If you seek death, I will grant it to you. With my remaining Magic Power, I can refine you into a Puppet. Although your cultivation will decrease slightly, that can also count as my second gift!" Zhou Yi raised his right hand and pointed toward the old man's glabella.

By simply touching it, the Grand Elder of the Corpse Yin Sect would immediately vanish into thin air.

As the fingertip slowly approached, the old man's forehead secreted a large amount of sweat. The shadow of death magnified infinitely. Although his Lifespan was less than a millennium, if his cultivation could Break through to the Nascent Soul Transformation Late Stage, it would naturally increase significantly. Furthermore, using the Secret Arts of the Corpse Yin Sect, there were many ways to extend his life even with insufficient Lifespan.

Just as the fingertip was about to land, he said bitterly, "I agree!"

Zhou Yi's right hand did not stop; instead, it sped up, tapping the old man's glabella. Simultaneously, his other hand pointed at Wang Lin, and Wang Lin's body involuntarily flew forward.

A strange light flashed out from the old man's glabella, entered Zhou Yi's body, and then, from his other hand, sank into Wang Lin's forehead and vanished.

Wang Lin immediately sensed that he could perceive all the thoughts of the Corpse Yin Sect Elder whenever he wished. Furthermore, with a single thought, he could destroy the man's Primordial Spirit.

The Grand Elder of the Corpse Yin Sect sighed inwardly and said respectfully, though quite unnaturally, to Wang Lin, "Old Slave Sun Tai greets Master…" Waves of intense, indescribable bitterness rose in his heart.

Chi Hu watched this scene unfold, his regret soaring to the heavens.

"A Nascent Soul Transformation Realm Slave! If I had obtained this… when I returned to the Clan, my status would no longer be Young Clan Chief; I would immediately become the Clan Chief. With this person under my control, I could travel anywhere in the world, except the Vermilion Bird Country. I shouldn't have hesitated, sigh!"

Zhou Yi's body was now at the end of its burning process, gradually becoming less solid and beginning to dissipate. He looked around with reluctance, finally turning to Wang Lin and softly saying, "Take good care of her."

Wang Lin took a deep breath and nodded heavily. The scene before him had changed so quickly that even now, he found it hard to believe he had achieved such a result.

Seeing Wang Lin nod, Zhou Yi smiled faintly. His body began to dissipate starting from his feet, and his face was always wearing a smile.

"Master, if there is a next life, I will still be your Disciple…"

Just then, the Pagoda in Wang Lin's hand suddenly detached, immediately growing larger. White light flashed within it, and the Female Corpse automatically flew out, floating in mid-air.

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I caught a cold, have a fever, and my head hurts badly. I wrote and rewrote this chapter, taking five hours, and I'm still not satisfied; my mind is a mess. I won't be posting less today; there will be another chapter soon. Today, Er Gen is not satisfied with the quality, sigh.