Chapter 8.1: Apologies. You’re Also Trash As Well Now
Up on a ten thousand year old snow mountain, inside the King Wolf Palace.
A golden robed old man with both his beard and hair a snowy white was seated with his legs crossed, his eyes closed in meditation as he cultivated.
Suddenly, his eyes flashed wide open, his face an expression of terror and he then disappeared from his spot with a flick of his sleeves.
“Mo Er.”
The golden robed old man appeared suddenly before the Snow Wolf, his hands trembling as he lifted the Snow Wolf who was not moving in the slightest.
The Snow Wolf looked at the golden robed old man whose face was filled with anxiety, and the Snow Wolf’s eyes flashed with a glint of remorse.
Hearing the faint sounds of a human voice, Duanmu Xi immediately took wide strides to come running over to the Snow Wolf.
But before she could even get close, a white beam of light flashed past right before her eyes.
[Is that the Snow Wolf?]
She seemed to have seen that Snow Wolf.
At that moment, the Water Qilin was slowly stirring awake, and it shook its head groggily.
[What happened just now? He seemed to have been suppressed by a powerful force and he cannot remember what had happened after that!]
Looking at Duanmu Xi who was watching him indifferently from a distance away, the Water Qilin immediately had a bad feeling.
“You are now my contracted beast.”
That one statement said in a highly emotionless tone struck the Water Qilin like a bolt out of nowhere and his head spun dizzily.
The Water Qilin’s face turned ashen.
[Impossible. That is impossible. How could an Ancient Divine Beast like himself be contracted with such trash?]
“You don’t like useless trash? Apologies. You’re also trash as well now.”
That emotionless tone of voice continued to hit the Water Qilin hard, almost killing him.
They were actually linked in mind. [Heavens! Do you have to do this to me?] He had actually reverted back to be at level one, and his body had turned to become the way he was when he had just been born.
[Ugh…..]
His few hundred years’ worth of cultivation, all gone just like that.
What made it worse was that the contract they had formed was a life bond, the highest leveled contract in the Vast Heaven Continent. A contract bound by life was one that he would not be able to rescind on and with the level of cultivation of his Mistress currently possess, breaking the contract would kill her.
[Sigh. Since the contract cannot be broken, then there was no other choice but to resign to fate and follow her.]
“Mistress.”
Having accept its fate, the Water Qilin then rubbed its tiny head shamelessly against Duanmu Xi.
When Duanmu Xi saw the Water Qilin acting so adorably like a little puppy, the anger in her heart immediately subsided by half.
Although he had been the one that was responsible for causing Little Shadow to fall into a deep sleep, but they had also made him lose several hundred thousand years’ worth of cultivation as well. They were even on that score.
“Lan Ze. Your name.”
Duanmu Xi bent down and picked up Lan Ze, to stroke his water blue coloured long fur.
“Lan Ze, Lan Ze.” The Water Qilin repeated softly.
“A nice sounding name. Thank you Mistress.”
Chapter 8.2: Apologies. You’re Also Trash As Well Now
Lan Ze rubbed his head against Duanmu Xi again shamelessly.
Looking at Lan Ze acting so adorably, Duanmu Xi was reminded of Little Shadow and she felt a sense of guilt and sorrow.
“Where did Little Shadow go?”
Lan Ze blinked his eyes. It seemed like from the moment he regained consciousness, he had not seen that fierce little sprite.
Duanmu Xi’s eyes dimmed. “She’s in my consciousness’ dimensional space. In order to help me contract you, she used the Soul Absorbing Spell. Her soul was damaged and she has fallen into a deep sleep.”
[Soul Absorbing Spell. No wonder he cannot remember anything. He had really underestimated her.]
“Lan Ze, do you know if there is anything that is able restore one’s soul?”
“Restore one’s soul?” Looking up at Duanmu Xi’s highly expectant face, Lan Ze thought about it and then said: “Maybe the Origin Restoration Elixir. The Origin Restoration Elixir is able to restore one’s vitals and restore one’s spirit soul.”
“Origin Restoration Elixir?”
Duanmu Xi repeated with her brows furrowed together, her instincts telling her that it was something that would not be easy to find.
Lan Ze nodded. “Origin Restoration Elixir. A Heavenly level second stage elixir. You need to find a Elixir Cultivator who is of the Heavenly level or above to cultivate it.”
[….. Another Heavenly level elixir.]
[Looks like she has to think of a way to become a Elixir Cultivator, or she will not be able to restore her meridians, and Little Shadow’s soul will not be restored.]
[It’s because Mistress’ meridians are damaged that you are not able to cultivate mystical spirit powers?]
Lan Ze stretched a paw out and placed it on Duanmu Xi’s slender arm, probing intently.
Very soon, he discovered that Duanmu Xi’s meridians were not only simply damaged, but they had been completely severed.
In that instant, Lan Ze was filled with admiration for his Mistress. [With her meridians completely severed and she was still able to withstand so many of his powerful strikes. Just how strong a resolve and willpower did she posses?]
[In reality, except for the fact that her meridians had been severed, his Mistress is really rather gifted, possessing the affinity for all spirit power types. If she can restore her meridians, he believes that His Mistress will definitely do very well for herself.]
But restoring one’s meridians. Easier said than done.
“Mistress, wait here for a moment.”
Lan Ze’s tiny body leapt out from Duanmu Xi’s arms and ran straight towards the spirit pool.
Duanmu Xi watched Lan Ze’s back as it scuttled away, her brows creasing up slightly.
After quite a long while, Lan Ze came scuttling out from the spirit pool holding a milky white fruit in its mouth.
“Mistress, Eat this fruit.”
Lan Ze had dropped the milky white fruit that was giving off a faint blue glow straight into Duanmu Xi’s hands.
It was warm and smooth to the touch.
The moment the fruit touched her, Duanmu Xi immediately felt her entire body wrapped in water spirit energy, where even the air surrounding her seemed to feel a little wet and warm, a rather comforting feeling.
Duanmu Xi’s eyes opened wide, her face looking excited.
[Could this be…..]
Chapter 8.1: Apologies. You’re Also Trash As Well Now
Up on a ten thousand year old snow mountain, inside the King Wolf Palace.
A golden robed old man with both his beard and hair a snowy white was seated with his legs crossed, his eyes closed in meditation as he cultivated.
Suddenly, his eyes flashed wide open, his face an expression of terror and he then disappeared from his spot with a flick of his sleeves.
“Mo Er.”
The golden robed old man appeared suddenly before the Snow Wolf, his hands trembling as he lifted the Snow Wolf who was not moving in the slightest.
The Snow Wolf looked at the golden robed old man whose face was filled with anxiety, and the Snow Wolf’s eyes flashed with a glint of remorse.
Hearing the faint sounds of a human voice, Duanmu Xi immediately took wide strides to come running over to the Snow Wolf.
But before she could even get close, a white beam of light flashed past right before her eyes.
[Is that the Snow Wolf?]
She seemed to have seen that Snow Wolf.
At that moment, the Water Qilin was slowly stirring awake, and it shook its head groggily.
[What happened just now? He seemed to have been suppressed by a powerful force and he cannot remember what had happened after that!]
Looking at Duanmu Xi who was watching him indifferently from a distance away, the Water Qilin immediately had a bad feeling.
“You are now my contracted beast.”
That one statement said in a highly emotionless tone struck the Water Qilin like a bolt out of nowhere and his head spun dizzily.
The Water Qilin’s face turned ashen.
[Impossible. That is impossible. How could an Ancient Divine Beast like himself be contracted with such trash?]
“You don’t like useless trash? Apologies. You’re also trash as well now.”
That emotionless tone of voice continued to hit the Water Qilin hard, almost killing him.
They were actually linked in mind. [Heavens! Do you have to do this to me?] He had actually reverted back to be at level one, and his body had turned to become the way he was when he had just been born.
[Ugh…..]
His few hundred years’ worth of cultivation, all gone just like that.
What made it worse was that the contract they had formed was a life bond, the highest leveled contract in the Vast Heaven Continent. A contract bound by life was one that he would not be able to rescind on and with the level of cultivation of his Mistress currently possess, breaking the contract would kill her.
[Sigh. Since the contract cannot be broken, then there was no other choice but to resign to fate and follow her.]
“Mistress.”
Having accept its fate, the Water Qilin then rubbed its tiny head shamelessly against Duanmu Xi.
When Duanmu Xi saw the Water Qilin acting so adorably like a little puppy, the anger in her heart immediately subsided by half.
Although he had been the one that was responsible for causing Little Shadow to fall into a deep sleep, but they had also made him lose several hundred thousand years’ worth of cultivation as well. They were even on that score.
“Lan Ze. Your name.”
Duanmu Xi bent down and picked up Lan Ze, to stroke his water blue coloured long fur.
“Lan Ze, Lan Ze.” The Water Qilin repeated softly.
“A nice sounding name. Thank you Mistress.”
Chapter 8.2: Apologies. You’re Also Trash As Well Now
Lan Ze rubbed his head against Duanmu Xi again shamelessly.
Looking at Lan Ze acting so adorably, Duanmu Xi was reminded of Little Shadow and she felt a sense of guilt and sorrow.
“Where did Little Shadow go?”
Lan Ze blinked his eyes. It seemed like from the moment he regained consciousness, he had not seen that fierce little sprite.
Duanmu Xi’s eyes dimmed. “She’s in my consciousness’ dimensional space. In order to help me contract you, she used the Soul Absorbing Spell. Her soul was damaged and she has fallen into a deep sleep.”
[Soul Absorbing Spell. No wonder he cannot remember anything. He had really underestimated her.]
“Lan Ze, do you know if there is anything that is able restore one’s soul?”
“Restore one’s soul?” Looking up at Duanmu Xi’s highly expectant face, Lan Ze thought about it and then said: “Maybe the Origin Restoration Elixir. The Origin Restoration Elixir is able to restore one’s vitals and restore one’s spirit soul.”
“Origin Restoration Elixir?”
Duanmu Xi repeated with her brows furrowed together, her instincts telling her that it was something that would not be easy to find.
Lan Ze nodded. “Origin Restoration Elixir. A Heavenly level second stage elixir. You need to find a Elixir Cultivator who is of the Heavenly level or above to cultivate it.”
[….. Another Heavenly level elixir.]
[Looks like she has to think of a way to become a Elixir Cultivator, or she will not be able to restore her meridians, and Little Shadow’s soul will not be restored.]
[It’s because Mistress’ meridians are damaged that you are not able to cultivate mystical spirit powers?]
Lan Ze stretched a paw out and placed it on Duanmu Xi’s slender arm, probing intently.
Very soon, he discovered that Duanmu Xi’s meridians were not only simply damaged, but they had been completely severed.
In that instant, Lan Ze was filled with admiration for his Mistress. [With her meridians completely severed and she was still able to withstand so many of his powerful strikes. Just how strong a resolve and willpower did she posses?]
[In reality, except for the fact that her meridians had been severed, his Mistress is really rather gifted, possessing the affinity for all spirit power types. If she can restore her meridians, he believes that His Mistress will definitely do very well for herself.]
But restoring one’s meridians. Easier said than done.
“Mistress, wait here for a moment.”
Lan Ze’s tiny body leapt out from Duanmu Xi’s arms and ran straight towards the spirit pool.
Duanmu Xi watched Lan Ze’s back as it scuttled away, her brows creasing up slightly.
After quite a long while, Lan Ze came scuttling out from the spirit pool holding a milky white fruit in its mouth.
“Mistress, Eat this fruit.”
Lan Ze had dropped the milky white fruit that was giving off a faint blue glow straight into Duanmu Xi’s hands.
It was warm and smooth to the touch.
The moment the fruit touched her, Duanmu Xi immediately felt her entire body wrapped in water spirit energy, where even the air surrounding her seemed to feel a little wet and warm, a rather comforting feeling.
Duanmu Xi’s eyes opened wide, her face looking excited.
[Could this be…..]
