Crossing the Cultivation Realm: Two Souls Coexist

"Then you're not a good person either? You're sucking blood in the middle of the night and trying to kill my companions!"

Hu Qing shouted loudly, and the alertness of the statue in front of him continued to increase. It was obviously not a good thing.

"It's unfair! I wanted to find you that night to tell you something, but I didn't have enough energy to revive myself. The pig demon's blood was so fragrant, so I resorted to sucking its blood."

The statue showed an expression of grievance on his face. Although his face was stiff and his mouth was full of fangs, you could still make out his general idea.

"As for killing your friend, that's sheer nonsense. He slashed my neck with his knife before I'd even finished sucking my blood. Then, without waiting for any explanation, he kept attacking me. You know what happened next."

Hu Qing stared at the statue intently. The doubt on his face eased a little, but his vigilance did not relax at all.

It seems that only half of what this guy says can be believed. If it was just a misunderstanding that night, he wouldn't have been so harsh.

Gu Yang was beaten by it, but it didn't stop. In the end, he had to use fire to drive it away.

"You said you could help me, tell me how to do it. The person on the other side is at the peak of the late Nascent Soul stage and is about to break through to the Dust Breaking Stage."

The statue sneered, and the sound was particularly harsh in Hu Qing's mind.

"So what if Duanchen is gone? At my peak, I was almost at the late Mahayana stage! I could crush two of these ants with just a sneeze."

The statue looked at Hu Qing's slightly ignorant face and felt a little annoyed.

"You don't know about Mahayana, do you? A small country is a small country. You don't even know this, tut tut tut."

Hu Qing really didn't know. In his impression, the highest level seemed to be the Dust-Breaking Stage, which he had read in a certain storybook.

However, this did not stop them from feeling disgusted with the statue's arrogant face, so they pushed the rubble piled on both sides onto its face and buried it again.

"Ah! It hurts! I'm wrong, I know I'm wrong. Quickly, move the stone away! My teeth are going to break!"

Hu Qing listened to the statue's painful wail, then dusted off his hands with relief.

"Hurry up and tell me. If you keep dithering, I'll leave."

Hu Qing pretended to turn around and leave, and the statue in the rubble pile suddenly panicked.

It's been almost a thousand years, and I finally met someone who is easy to cheat. I can't let this opportunity go.

"You release me, and my soul body goes directly into this statue. I will control you to fight, and this fake Nascent Soul can be easily dealt with."

Hu Qing pondered the truthfulness of its words. The statue was indeed very strong, but it was unbelievable to control it. And what did the last sentence about fake Nascent Soul mean?

"You just mentioned the pseudo-Nascent Soul, right? What does that mean?"

The statue's eyes, hidden under the rubble, began to roll around, and its words began to stammer.

"What... fake Nascent Soul? I never mentioned that. I meant the Nascent Soul. You heard it wrong. Think quickly. Only I can save you now."

The statue's words obviously did not dispel Hu Qing's concerns, but now he could only try his best.

Hu Qing took great pains to clear away the rubble around him, lifted up the net, and found the exit. There was actually a golden talisman on it.

"Yes, that's it. If you tear it off, I can get out."

Upon hearing this, Hu Qing extended his hand towards the golden talisman, looked at the statue's expectant eyes, and quickly withdrew his hand.

"You should make a vow to the heavens. I still can't trust you too much."

The statue looked at Hu Qing helplessly. This boy was too cautious. It seemed that he was not as easy to fool as he thought.

"What oath?"

"Just tell me not to do anything that would harm me until you've completed what you promised me."

The statue struggled to lift its arms from the net and extended four stone fingers towards the sky.

"I, Xiao Qian, swear hereby, wait, what's your name?"

"Hu Qing, Gu Yue Hu, Qingtian Da Ye's Qing, hurry up."

Hu Qing tied the net tightly with force. It was obvious that it was delaying time. It seemed that the oath of heaven could indeed affect it.

The statue swore an oath reluctantly, and Hu Qing felt relieved. He tore off the golden talisman, and the entire net became dim.

The statue used its hands to pull out both sides of the net, and actually tore it into pieces all over the sky, like drifting snowflakes.

Another statue fell straight to the ground with a loud "bang" and stirred up a cloud of dust.

Hu Qing followed the instructions of the statue and found a gap behind it. He endured the discomfort and crawled in.

After his vision disappeared briefly, he slowly opened his stiff eyelids and looked at his body. He could already control the statue.

Hu Qing punched the ground hard, and a half-meter deep pit appeared on the flat land.

He looked at his fist full of rock in disbelief. Watching it and using it were indeed two different feelings.

"Don't waste time. Show me the way. Let me test your Dantian."

A man with ordinary appearance but outstanding temperament appeared in his dantian. He stretched out his palm to the inner wall of the dantian, continuously transmitting extremely sticky spiritual power.

"Boy, feel it well. This is something I have been saving for nearly a thousand years. Today, I will give it all to you to play with."

The spiritual power began to dilute along the meridians, and Hu Qing felt himself becoming more and more swollen. However, due to the limitations of the statue's body, the vast spiritual power gradually returned to his dantian.

The Dantian continued to expand, and after the spiritual power was filled, it all turned into dead spiritual power, slowly compressing, and the Dantian gradually became the size of a pigeon egg. It seemed that this was the stage of Dan formation.

"Your spiritual power is actually tainted with attributes. It's really something, but it's not good enough. Try again!"

The man continued to exert pressure, and the golden elixir soon shattered under the huge impact of spiritual power, revealing a little man. Hu Qing's realm then reached the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

Hu Qing felt the powerful force in his body, took two steps, walked into the sky, felt the breeze blowing across his face, and his strength stopped growing.

He looked at the man in confusion, "Why don't you continue to increase it? Come again and again, how can this strength be enough?"

The man touched the sleeping Nascent Soul with some obsession, which made Hu Qing feel a chill in his heart.

"Look at your body. If you keep sending this kind of energy, it's going to explode sooner or later."

Upon hearing this, Hu Qing lowered his head to check, and sure enough, tiny cracks had appeared on his body. The wind just now had blown away all the dust on his body, and they were only visible now.

Hu Qing felt the pain in his meridians and said no more. The most important thing now was to save Gu Yang.

He released his mental power, trying to lock onto Gu Yang's aura, but ended up releasing his spiritual consciousness. He could see all the energy around him clearly, and his eyes felt a stinging pain, leaving two turbid tears of blood.

"Idiot, your spiritual sense needs to be locked on. If you spread it out like that, the spiritual power of all things in the world will be different. It's a good thing it didn't blind you."

Hu Qing fumbled for a while and finally mastered the method. He felt the energy of all things around him and finally locked onto Gu Yang.

But what was strange was that Zhu Mingyuan was also there.