Chapter 87: Long Xiaoyao Appears, the Holy Spirit Cult Charges at the Body Sect
A week had passed since the bustle of Star Luo City faded, but the scent of blood from that night still seemed to linger at the tip of the nose.
Deep within the temporary courtyard of the Body Sect, a quiet side room was filled with a faint fragrance of herbs.
Lin Sheng sat quietly by the bedside.
His gaze remained fixed on Zhang Lexuan's face, which was as delicate as porcelain yet still pale.
Beside him...
Three illusory figures quietly emerged; they were the Tianmeng Iceworm, the Ice Empress, and the Snow Empress.
"Lin Sheng, it's been nearly ten days. You need to get some rest."
The Tianmeng Iceworm spoke with concern.
The Snow Empress extended her fingertip, lightly brushing through the void to sense the stabilized Soul Power fluctuations around Zhang Lexuan's body.
She turned to look at Lin Sheng.
Her cold eyes held a hint of comfort: "Lin Sheng, there is no need to worry anymore. The Origin power of the Eternal Mangekyou possesses extremely strong restorative properties."
"Combined with the vast vitality of the amaterasu living blade, her Sea of Consciousness has completely healed."
As the Snow Empress finished speaking...
Both the Ice Empress and the Tianmeng Iceworm breathed a sigh of relief.
The Tianmeng Iceworm knew best...
Although Lin Sheng and Zhang Lexuan hadn't met many times, Lin Sheng's attitude toward her was different from how he treated others.
If anything had really happened to Zhang Lexuan...
Lin Sheng would likely have gone to fight the Holy Spirit Cult to the death!
The Snow Empress continued.
"Her current coma is just her Divine Sense settling itself; it won't be long before she wakes up."
"Yeah, look at yourself. The bloodshot streaks in your eyes are almost redder than your Sharingan."
The Ice Empress muttered with a hint of heartache, her arms crossed.
"Since that night, you've barely eaten or drunk anything and haven't slept at all. Even a body made of iron couldn't withstand such strain."
Lin Sheng lowered his eyes slightly.
Those Eternal eyes that could make the world lose its color now appeared somewhat dim.
He laughed mockingly, his voice carrying a deep exhaustion and a sense of trance, like a tightly wound nerve suddenly relaxing...
"I just feel... I'm still not strong enough. This feeling of powerlessness isn't the first time."
He looked at his palm, speaking very slowly as if peeling back a scabbed-over scar.
"Six years ago, I watched the uncles and aunts of the Village fall in pools of blood. Now, when it's clearly me who should be seeking revenge, I have to rely on Zhang Lexuan risking her life to protect me..."
"I keep getting stronger, yet the people I want to protect always end up bleeding in front of me."
The Snow Empress sighed softly, her slender hand resting on Lin Sheng's shoulder, her voice as gentle as fresh snow: "Slaughter was never your intention, but that night you slew the Sleep Nightmare Douluo."
"By doing so, you've nurtured the Karma of this world and saved thousands of people who might have been harmed by him."
"You've done well enough, Lin Sheng."
Lin Sheng smiled.
He spoke to the Snow Empress: "Thank you, Snow Girl. Breaking free from your power that night was not my original wish."
The Snow Empress shook her head with a smile.
"However, in the future, you can rely on my power. With my Origin controlling your body, you might be able to directly manifest the Second Source Point, the power of the Ice Pupil."
Lin Sheng nodded in agreement with a smile.
He stood up and tucked the corners of the quilt for Zhang Lexuan, his movements so gentle he didn't seem like the demon god who had just slain a Titled Douluo.
He walked out of the room.
He took a deep breath of the cool air, trying to calm the agitation in his chest.
...
In the courtyard, Du Busi stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the distant sky.
"How is that girl?"
Du Busi asked without turning his head.
"Her Sea of Consciousness has been repaired. She just needs time to wake up."
Lin Sheng walked to Du Busi's side, his gaze also turning toward the cloud-covered horizon.
Du Busi breathed a sigh of relief, then his expression became exceptionally solemn: "That old ghost Zhongli Wu's Origin is damaged, so he won't be able to cause trouble for a short while, but the foundation of the Holy Spirit Cult goes far beyond that."
"This battle has completely torn off the masks. The shadow of war now looms over the Heavenly Soul Empire. You must become stronger as quickly as possible."
Lin Sheng nodded, then spoke with a stern expression.
"Teacher, before the Great War breaks out, the Body Sect must make changes."
"Pure physical cultivation is no longer enough to face large-scale Grade 9 Stationary Spirit Cannons. I suggest that the Body Sect formally accept and develop spirit tools on a large scale."
Lin Sheng's tone was serious.
"Using our bodies as the most perfect carriers for spirit tools to achieve the integration of body and tool."
Du Busi remained silent for a long time before finally nodding heavily.
"I was originally a bit hesitant, but after seeing the miracle performed by that Carving Knife of yours, I believe."
"I will personally see to this matter."
...
Lin Sheng did not participate in the subsequent commotion, but instead went directly into the secret chamber beneath the stronghold for secluded cultivation.
Although that battle was a pyrrhic victory, for him, it was a baptism of transformation.
The Eternal Mangekyou created by forcibly merging the third eye, while granting him eye power akin to a god, had an extremely unstable Origin because it was the result of a sacrifice and external Fusion.
"The essence of the Eternal Mangekyou is the overlapping and devouring of two identical yet different eye powers..."
Lin Sheng closed his eyes, his Sea of Consciousness frantically deducing the mysteries of the Sharingan.
"If I can use the nourishment of the amaterasu living blade to re-cultivate different Mangekyou patterns and then merge them with my current eyes..."
This was a madman's plan—to "plant" eyes within his own Soul.
However, once successful...
His eyes would no longer be subject to any side effects, and he might even glimpse the ultimate Domain that legends say even gods cannot reach.
The Rinnegan!
However, fate did not grant Lin Sheng much time for peace.
On the outskirts of Star Luo City, the originally calm space collapsed without warning.
Figures clad in black robes, surrounded by overwhelming Death Qi, stepped out of the void one after another.
"Boom—!"
The aura of dozens of Titled Douluo-level Evil Soul Masters converged, instantly killing all living beings within a hundred-mile radius.
At the center of the dark clouds pressing down on the city...
An old man walked through the air with his hands behind his back.
He did not wear the signature black robes of an Evil Soul Master, but instead a simple gray garment. Yet, with every step he took...
The entire earth trembled, and space wailed.
Level 99, Limit Douluo.
The Dragon Emperor Douluo, Long Xiaoyao!
"Du Busi, come out and meet me."
Long Xiaoyao's voice was not loud.
But it carried an unquestionable imperial dominance, instantly penetrating all of the Body Sect's defensive barriers.
It vibrated directly in the depths of everyone's Soul!
The Holy Spirit Cult's revenge came much faster and more ruthlessly than anyone had imagined.
They didn't just want to kill Lin Sheng...
They wanted to take advantage of the Body Sect's momentum following Du Busi's Breakthrough and completely wipe this powerful Sect off the map!
In the secret chamber, Lin Sheng suddenly opened his eyes.
The complex Eternal pattern in his left eye instantly erupted with a piercing blood-red light.
"This aura..."
With a flicker of his body, he had already vanished from the spot.
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