Samsara Paradise: Dream Weaver of Connections.

Chapter 118 Negative Effects of the Eight Wonders

"Why are all the big powers pursuing the dual cultivation of sex and life? Because they are well aware of the survival rules of the alien world: life is the foundation, and sex is supplementary. Without a strong body as a support, no matter how superb the skills are, they are like flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water, appearing illusory and unrealistic, and fragile at the touch of a button." Lin Yi explained.

He looked at Zhang Chulan and continued, "Your talent and potential are both top-notch, Zhang Chulan. But you must remember that the path of cultivation cannot be neglected."

"I have something very important to tell you. I wonder if you are willing to listen."

Zhang Chulan looked at Lin Yi's expression and knew that what he was going to say next might be very important. He nodded and said, "Whether it is possible or not, please go ahead, Brother Lin."

"In that case, I won't hide it any further. Zhang Chulan, do you know what the price is for inheriting the Eight Wonders?"

"Price?" Zhang Chulan was obviously confused by this question.

In his opinion, learning skills does not seem to require any special cost. You just need someone to teach you and then you can learn by yourself.

"It seems you still don't understand, so let me explain it to you in detail." Lin Yi looked at Zhang Chulan and explained, "For example, Fenghou Qimen, do you know it?"

"I've heard of it, but I don't know much about it." Zhang Chulan answered honestly.

"Then do you know what kind of risks you will have to take to inherit Fenghou Qimen?" Lin Yi continued to ask.

Zhang Chulan was silent for a moment, then shook his head.

"Let me tell you," Lin Yi took a deep breath, "All sorcerers have an inner world, but learning Fenghou Qimen will make 99% of sorcerers fall into the inner world and cannot extricate themselves. Have you seen "Inception"? It's almost the same situation."

A trace of solemnity appeared on Zhang Chulan's face, "Is Fenghou Qimen dangerous?" He obviously did not expect that inheriting Fenghou Qimen would have such a great risk.

"Yes, it is very dangerous." Lin Yi said affirmatively, "For example, the Shuangquan Hand, its awakening method requires the user to fall into a state of serious injury and near death, and stimulate it through an extremely strong desire to survive. If it cannot be awakened, it will die in extreme pain. Do you think this is dangerous?"

Zhang Chulan's expression became increasingly solemn, and he obviously realized the seriousness of the problem.

Lin Yi continued, "There is also the Six-Storage Immortal Thief. This skill constructs a special digestive system that can instantly decompose any substance inhaled and convert nutrients into Qi. It sounds attractive, right? However, this ability may tempt the user to steal the vitality of the world and even go to the extreme of cannibalism."

"Brother Lin, I..." Zhang Chulan was speechless for a moment, not knowing how to respond. He was shocked beyond words, as this information was too shocking for him.

He began to reflect, if the other eight great skills all have potential negative effects, then does the source of his own Qi body also hide costs that have not yet been revealed?
"Now you understand why I don't learn Tongtian Lu, right? This thing looks tempting, but it's actually a potential pitfall. Maybe there are some unknown risks hidden in it." Lin Yi spread his hands and explained half-jokingly.

This is just Lin Yi's superficial statement.

In fact, it wasn’t that Lin Yi didn’t want to learn the Tongtian Talisman, but that he simply couldn’t master it.

The real reason why he put so much effort into this was to obtain the source of Qi from Zhang Chulan.

Zhang Chulan is an extremely smart person who is difficult to deceive. It is not easy to fool him.

Therefore, Lin Yi made sufficient preparations before saying this, ensuring that his words were both true and convincing.

Most of what he said was true, but it was mixed with some of his own personal opinions.

"Brother Lin, thank you for telling me this. I need to be alone and think carefully."

He squatted on the side with his head covered, the confusion and anxiety in his heart surging like waves.

The source of Qi, which was once regarded as a treasure, now planted deep doubts in his heart. "Zhang Chulan, what's wrong with you?" Feng Baobao's voice broke Zhang Chulan's contemplation.

She squatted beside Zhang Chulan and looked at his painful expression curiously.

Zhang Chulan raised his head and looked at Feng Baobao with a glimmer of hope, "Sister Baoer, do you think what Brother Lin just said is true?" His words revealed a desire for the truth, mixed with fear of the unknown.

Feng Baobao looked at Zhang Chulan seriously, then nodded affirmatively, "That kid didn't lie." Although her voice was flat, it was full of power, forcing Zhang Chulan to believe it.

Hearing this answer, Zhang Chulan's heart sank suddenly. He squatted there silently, the confusion and fear in his heart enveloped him like a dark fog.

Everything he once believed in seemed to begin to collapse at this moment.

"Okay, think about these things slowly when you get back." Lin Yi patted Zhang Chulan's shoulder, "Don't forget that the main purpose of our visit this time is to treat Feng Baobao."

Zhang Chulan stood up from the ground, took a deep breath, and finally adjusted his mood.

"Brother Lin, thank you for your help."

"It's okay. This is what I should do." Lin Yi said calmly, "Just remember to pay after you see the doctor."

Hearing Lin Yi's words, Zhang Chulan couldn't help but laugh, and the haze in his heart dissipated a little.

Lin Yi's fingertips gently rested on Feng Baobao's delicate wrist.

The power of the abyss flowed slowly like a stream, interweaving with Feng Baobao's life energy, exploring the condition inside her body.

[Consume 50 points of Abyssal Power, detect that the target object has the following abnormal state: Soul damaged. ]

Seeing the hint, Lin Yi had never expected that Feng Baobao's injury was actually on the soul level.

"I'm really sorry, I may not be able to fulfill my promise this time." Lin Yi looked embarrassed, "I really can't treat Feng Baobao's illness."

Zhang Chulan panicked after hearing this, "What's wrong? What happened to Sister Bao'er's body?"

"What Feng Baobao suffered was not a physical illness, but a trauma that affected her soul. The extent and complexity of this injury is far beyond the reach of my current medical skills."

Hearing the words "soul damage", Zhang Chulan's face instantly turned as pale as paper, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

Soul is also a relatively rare and profound concept in the alien world.

Except for the Quanzhen Sect, which focuses on inner alchemy and has in-depth research on the soul, most sects have relatively little exploration of the soul.

The essence of the soul is ethereal, like an elusive wind, difficult to reach with conventional spells or skills.

It exists on a higher, more subtle level that requires special practice and understanding to communicate with it.

Not every extraordinary person can master these advanced skills.

(End of this chapter)