Crossing the Cultivation Realm: Two Souls Coexist

When Hu Qing came out of the bookstore, he found that the sky was already slightly bright, and there were some people in the market in the distance. A new day was about to begin.

His mood was extremely heavy, because he knew there were more important things to deal with.

He decided to go to the scene of last night's battle to check on Li Wenyuan.

Hu Qing walked quickly towards the scene of last night's battle. He felt uneasy, not knowing what to expect.

When he got there, the sight made his heart sink to the bottom.

The land had become a mess, with broken bricks and stones and Li Wenyuan's blue sword scattered on the ground, but it had been broken into two pieces.

The air still held the scent of battle, but there was no sign of life.

Zhao Tiezhu's body lay there quietly, looking particularly desolate.

Neither Li Wenyuan nor the man in black was there, so Hu Qing had no way of knowing the outcome of the battle.

He could only guess the intensity of the battle from the traces at the scene.

Hu Qing stood beside Zhao Tiezhu's body, his heart filled with grief and sorrow.

He knew that Zhao Tiezhu sacrificed himself to save them and pursue justice.

He felt a deep sense of powerlessness, but at the same time it also strengthened his determination.

"Brother Zhao, you are a true hero. Your sacrifice will not be in vain. We will seek justice for you."

Hu Qing prayed silently in his heart, his voice full of determination.

Hu Qing decided to bury Zhao Tiezhu next to him so that he could rest in peace.

He found a big, dense tree nearby and began digging a grave under the tree.

Although his movements were not as skillful as those of professional grave workers, his heart was full of respect and reverence.

He gently placed Zhao Tiezhu's body into the tomb and covered it with soil.

He did not erect a monument or hold a ceremony, but he knew that Zhao Tiezhu's heroic deeds would be remembered by them.

After burying Zhao Tiezhu, Hu Qing stood in front of the grave and gazed at the land.

His heart was filled with determination and courage. He knew that he had to move forward and complete their mission.

"Brother Zhao, Brother Li, I will expose the truth and seek justice for all the victims. Please bless me, my souls in heaven."

Hu Qing swore silently in his heart.

Hu Qing realized that time was running out and he needed to take action as soon as possible.

Just as he turned around and was about to leave, he suddenly found that the dawn light in the sky was unusually strong. The Dantian in his body seemed to be pulled by an invisible thread, and the Changqing Gong in his body was also ready to move.

He decided to find a quiet and safe place first, and use the early morning light to try to wake up Gu Yang.

Hu Qing thought for a moment and decided to go to the place where the four of them first met - Tingfeng Tower.

Tingfeng Tower is a well-known place in Haitian City, not only because of its superior geographical location, but also because its top floor provides excellent views and a quiet environment.

Hu Qing thought this was an ideal location where he could try it with peace of mind.

Hu Qinghua spent a gold coin and rented a room on the top floor of Tingfeng Tower.

Although the expense was not small, he thought it was worth it in order to awaken Gu Yang.

He knew that only when Gu Yang woke up could they carry out the next action more effectively.

Otherwise, it would be difficult for him to survive in Haitian City alone, let alone this strange world.

As the morning light in the sky grew brighter, Hu Qing began to practice Changqing Gong, trying to absorb the energy.

He knew that Gu Yang's body and soul needed this pure energy to rejuvenate.

Hu Qing sat by the window, letting the first ray of sunlight shine directly on him.

"Guyang, wake up. I need you. Your mission is not yet complete."

Hu Qing kept calling out to Gu Yang in his consciousness, hoping to touch his soul.

Half an hour later.

Under the sunlight, Hu Qing's injuries had basically healed, but Gu Yang's consciousness was still immersed in a deep sleep.

Hu Qing has tried all the methods he can think of, from gentle calls to soul touches, but Gu Yang's soul seems to be wrapped in an invisible barrier and cannot be awakened.

As time passed, Hu Qing's heart was filled with anxiety and powerlessness.

"Guyang, can you hear me? We don't have much time."

Hu Qing's voice echoed in Gu Yang's consciousness, but there was still no response.

At this moment, an idea suddenly flashed through Hu Qing's mind.

He remembered an ancient legend from his hometown, a mysterious ritual about awakening the soul.

Although he had never actually tried it, at this critical moment, he was willing to try any possible method.

Hu Qing took a deep breath and concentrated all his strength and faith.

His soul came to Gu Yang's side, held Gu Yang's hands tightly with both hands, and looked at Gu Yang's face firmly.

"Rise up, my brother!" Hu Qing shouted with all his strength, his voice full of strength and determination.

Gu Yang's soul began to tremble slightly, and the spiritual power in his dantian began to flow slowly, as if awakened by an invisible force.

Hu Qing waited for a moment, and Gu Yang's soul returned to its original state, still sleeping soundly.

It was already the hour of Chen, and there was only one hour left before the imperial examination. Hu Qing realized that he could not waste any more time.

He needed to take action to ensure that the letter exposing Prince Zhu's crimes could be delivered to the examination hall or even the palace.

Since he did not have the right identity to enter the examination room, after thinking for a moment, he decided to make a small device to help him complete this task.

Hu Qing quickly left Tingfeng Tower, already having a preliminary plan in mind.

He needed to find a skilled carpenter to build a device that could carry him and get him into the examination room.

He walked through the bustling streets and came to the artisan district in the east of the city.

The carpenters here are known for their exquisite craftsmanship, and Hu Qing hopes to find a carpenter who can understand his needs.

"Excuse me, could you help me build a small device? It needs to be quick, preferably half an hour. You name the price, I can afford it."

Hu Qing asked a carpenter whose hands were covered with calluses.

The carpenter looked at Hu Qing, a hint of curiosity flashing in his eyes. "Of course, but you need to tell me the specific requirements."

Hu Qing described his needs in detail to the carpenter: a piece of leather that can support a large amount of spiritual energy, with a wooden frame hanging underneath that can support a person.

The carpenter pondered for a moment, then nodded. "I understand. Give me some time and I'll make it for you. It will only take half an hour. You can come and pick it up, sir."

The carpenter began to get busy. His hands deftly operated various tools. The wood gradually became a square frame in his hands. The carpenter then took a piece of monster leather, cut it, and tied it together.

The device looks like a crude hot air balloon, with a wooden frame at the bottom containing a compartment to hold letters.

Hu Qing was very satisfied with the carpenter's craftsmanship, so he paid him two gold coins. After all, the leather of monsters was still difficult to find.

Hu Qing quickly began to prepare. He fixed the copied letters on the device to ensure that they would not fall during the flight. He carried the hot air balloon to an open space and waited quietly for the imperial examination to begin.