Crossing the Cultivation Realm: Two Souls Coexist

Hu Qing didn't notice Xun Guan's strange look. The wound on his waist was so painful that he couldn't feel it anymore.

He was about to meditate to heal his wounds, but Xun Guan stopped him, saying that they had to race against time.

"Don't treat me yet. I won't die. I don't have much time. Ask whatever you want to ask."

Hu Qing looked at the energetic girl in front of him in surprise. No matter how he looked at her, he couldn't tell that time was running out.

"Miss Xun, why are you here?"

Xun Guan knew that Hu Qing wanted to ask this, so he told his story.

"I am from the Yingchuan Xun family. My father is General Xun Song, who pacified the south. When I was thirteen, my father was ordered to defend Wancheng. The Southern Army General Du Zengdu led 10,000 troops to besiege Wancheng."

Having said that, Xun Guan felt a little sad. He slowed down and continued.

"When the city was almost out of food, my father planned to send people to Xiangyang for help. I volunteered to go out of the city to ask for help. My father initially disagreed, but after I pleaded with him many times, he finally agreed."

Speaking of his father, Xun Guan's tone became happy, and then he slowly stared at Hu Qing.

"I led a dozen warriors through Du Zeng's encirclement. When we were almost at Xiangyang, something hit me and I fell off my horse. When I woke up, I was here. Where are you from?"

Hu Qing listened to the story told by Xun Guan and compared it with the history in his mind, and found that it was indeed true.

However, in his previous life, Xun Guan had already arrived in Xiangyang and finally rescued his father. In this way, Xun Guan should not be in the same time and space as him.

Hu Qing told his story, how he came here, what he did before, and then told Xun Guan his guess.

Xun Guan looked at Hu Qing in disbelief. The man in front of her was actually more than 1,700 years away from her. Judging from what he said, he should not have deceived her.

As for parallel time and space, she had no concept of time and space. Even she could tell that they were not from the same place.

"Then why are you with this ghost-faced spider, and what did you mean when you said time is running out?"

Hu Qing then expressed his doubts, because in his perception, Xun Guan was still full of vitality.

"When I woke up, I had fallen off a cliff. It was Zhu Mei who saved me by spitting out silk. I was scared at first, but she kept protecting me and shielded me from harm time and time again."

Xun Guan looked at the Ghost-faced Spider King at the bottom of the slope, his eyes full of nostalgia.

"Later, I wanted to visit the human world and had a big argument with Zhu Mei. She said it was too dangerous out there, but I didn't believe her. I went to a city outside alone and was caught by some beggars who wanted to sell me."

Hu Qing also sighed. In this world, for a weak girl, there are dangers everywhere.

"At the critical moment, Zhu Mei appeared. It turned out that she had been following me. She wanted to kill those beggars, but I stopped her. After all, those were still several lives that were at stake."

In this world where the strong prey on the weak, kindness is not a good thing. Sure enough, Xun Guan's next words confirmed what Hu Qing thought.

"I accompanied her back to the mountain. Unexpectedly, the next day, some powerful masters came to the mountain. They were led by those beggars. Sister Zhu hid me in this cave, and she went out alone to lure them."

Xun Guan paused, took a deep breath, tears in his eyes.

"When it got dark outside, I went out to check. Zhumei had been hacked to death and her head had been taken away. I cried so hard that I fainted. When I woke up, a stone appeared in my hand."

"What kind of stone is it? Black fragments, right?"

Hu Qing heard the key part and told his problem. He also took out the two fragments in his dantian and placed them in his hands.

Xun Guan's eyes lit up, then dimmed again as if he thought of something, and then he nodded slightly.

"It's made of the same material as yours, but mine is more like a cylinder. That day, I signed a contract with it. I gave my body in exchange for her soul, allowing Zhu Mei to come back to life. I became her head."

"Wait, who did you sign the contract with? Is this little thing conscious?"

Hu Qing's doubts grew stronger. Who would have thought that these things could be used to sign contracts? Then why didn't these two of his have any reaction?

"Yes, it is conscious. After signing the contract, I lost consciousness. When I woke up, I became one with Zhu Mei. However, most of me was asleep, and my strength progressed slowly."

After Xun Guan finished speaking, she felt much better. She looked at her somewhat illusory body, pinched Hu Qing's shoulders, and said seriously:

"From the moment I signed the contract, Sister Zhu and I have lived and died together. Now that Sister Zhu has died, I know I will die too. I only hope I can return to my own era. Listen, unless it's absolutely necessary, don't deal with the fragments..."

As Hu Qing was listening, the hand on his shoulder slipped down, and Xun Guan fell into his arms, lifeless.

Hu Qing checked her body and found no wounds. After using his mental power to investigate, he found that the whole person seemed like an empty shell.

Hu Qing stood still, his mind racing, but there was always a missing connection. Xun Guan's experience was too similar to his own, except that he had not traded with the fragments.

He shook his hands, looked at the dark cave ceiling above his head with a bitter face, and muttered:

"Fuck you, you shard..."

Hu Qing picked up Xun Guan, walked down the slope, and placed him next to the Ghost-Faced Spider King. He checked the cave behind and found nothing.

He used his mental power to search the Ghost-Faced Spider King's body and found the fragment in the huge bloody hole in its chest.

It was right next to the Ghost-Faced Spider King's heart, and some of the blood vessels nearby had mutated, revealing an iron-gray color.

Hu Qing pulled out the fragment, and it was indeed a cylinder with a hollow center, much like the stem of some plant.

It felt heavy in my hand, but no matter how I tried, it lay quietly in my palm like a dead object.

He took out the other two fragments from his dantian and put them together, but none of the three showed any reaction, not even when stimulated by spiritual power.

He had no choice but to store them in his dantian, find some clean soil from the side, carry it to the bottom of the slope, and bury Xun Guan and the Ghost-faced Spider King.

A moment later, Hu Qing wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked at the flat ground in front of him, found a stone slab, and began to carve words.

He thought for a long time, summoned his spiritual power, and slowly described:

The burial place of heroines Xun Guan and Zhu Mei.

He inserted the stone slab into the ground, flattened the surrounding area, and walked out, ready to rest and wait for Gu Yang to wake up.

As soon as he reached the cave entrance, Hu Qing felt dizzy. He suppressed his nausea and continued to walk out by holding on to the wall.

Suddenly, his eyes went dark, he fell to the ground, and lost consciousness.