Ball Ball Cultivation

I don't have the aptitude to cultivate, and I don't want to step into the path of evil spirits. That way, I'll devour residual souls to strengthen myself, gradually losing my consciousness. Then I won't be myself anymore. So I'm considering drinking the water from the Qingming Well and reincarnating.

Functions of well water:

It is possible to awaken the most profound memories for yourself.

Qiuqiu observed secretly for two days. True to form, Emperor Qian was a ghost who had been emperor for over sixty years, managing everything perfectly. He was a ghost with virtually no cultivation, and despite being the son of the City Lord, his current wielding of power was undoubtedly a matter of skill. He also gradually learned that Fairy Lan frequently sent elixirs and weapons to the City Lord. The City Lord generally accepted them and even gave gifts in return.

Qiuqiu knew that the City Lord wouldn't reject Fairy Lan the moment she revealed her identity. A former emperor would be the most adept at assessing the situation. He could simply avenge the innocent Yuanyuan. Qiuqiu had virtually no memory of Yuanyuan, and only through secret investigation did he discover that Emperor Yong was supposed to have been reincarnated directly into Yuanyuan. He possessed a cyclone, presumably one deeply versed in the cyclones opened up by Buddhism during his lifetime, guiding him into the path of cultivation. Emperor Qian was also brought into the fold by Yuanyuan, leading to the two ghosts' complex feelings for Yuanyuan. Their desire to seek out Yuanyuan and avenge her was heartfelt.

Qiuqiu didn't want to continue wasting time aimlessly like this. More than half a year had passed since she went to the underworld, and her little Liu Qingxu was still sealed in her magic pendant. She decided to show up and meet Emperor Qian.

In the training room, Emperor Qian finished his work and opened his eyes to see Qiuqiu standing on the side. He was shocked that a ghost could enter the training room without disturbing the outside world, but his face did not show it. After a closer look, he found the back figure familiar and asked tentatively, "Aunt Yuan?"

Qiuqiu turned around and said: "I am Yuanyuan's main soul. I sensed something unusual about the split soul and came to the underworld. I have been tracking it for many days and finally came here."

Emperor Qian: "Senior, my name is Hongli. Is there anything I need to do? Should I inform my father?"

Qiuqiu: "I just want to find out who is behind the destruction of my soul. The rest has nothing to do with me."

Emperor Qian: "Aunt Yuan's death left no clues. We have been investigating for over a month, but have made no progress."

Qiuqiu: "I used the immortal weapon, the Breaking Formation Awl, to pry open the formation. I also used the Soul-Bewitching Flower, a rare flower even in the underworld, to put Yuanyuan into a coma and extinguish her soul fire. Because Yuanyuan was only a fragment of my soul, after the soul fire was extinguished, her soul did not dissipate. She just had no consciousness and was thrown into the Forgetful River by the murderer."

Emperor Qian then completely believed that Qiuqiu was Yuanyuan's main soul, because many details of the investigation were only known to him and the city lord. Qiuqiu knew it so clearly, it must be because, as the main soul, he had obtained some of the scenes that Aunt Yuan knew at the end.

"This is a jade communication slip. Give it to the city lord. He will know what to do. Don't reveal my existence." After explaining the matter, Qiuqiu disappeared in front of Emperor Qian.

The ball is still hidden in the divine body, attached to Emperor Qian's crown.

Emperor Qian put away the jade slip of communication and handled government affairs as usual. The next morning, he went to the City Lord's Mansion to report on his work as usual.

Everything was the same as usual. When leaving, he put the sound transmission jade slip together with other reporting jade slips and handed them to the city lord, but when handing over the jade slips, he made a special hint.

When the city lord received the pile of memorials and jade slips, he put the special jade slip into his storage ring. Everything happened very naturally. The city lord's mansion, which was full of sieves, had to be cautious.

The City Lord patiently dealt with government affairs, then returned to the secret room within the training room. He opened the communication jade slip, and a familiar voice rang out: "I am Yuanyuan, not Chunyuan. It was only by chance that I led you into the path of cultivation. We have happily accompanied each other for hundreds of years. I am but a remnant soul, untouched by emotions. I was assassinated in the training room and dissolved into the Forgotten River. My dying wish is to find the murderer and the reason for my murder, so that I may repay the karma."

The city lord stayed in the secret room for two days, and after coming out, he made an appointment to meet Fairy Lan.

The City Lord said: "I can help you overcome your love tribulation. You must help me find out who killed Yuanyuan and why she was killed. I will avenge her and end the karma of her leading me into the path of cultivation."

Fairy Lan was dazed for a moment, but only after hearing that it was just the end of a cause and effect did she regain her composure. "Okay, the time and place of death, the more specific the better."

The city lord gave the specific time and location. Three days later, Fairy Lan arrived with her mighty escort. The city lord also notified the heads of several major forces in the eighteen cities. Emperor Qian followed the city lord to the Yuanyuan training room, where he took out a mirror-shaped magical instrument and instructed a guard at the end of the team to control it.

The middle-aged guard took the mirror tremblingly and entered a series of spells. The mirror showed the scene of Yuan Yuan's practice a few months ago, followed by the scene of his soul fire being extinguished after he fell into a coma.

Finally, the murderer took out the blank soul bead and collected the remaining soul. After several attempts, he failed to complete the experiment. Finally, he used a black bag that could block detection to pick up Yuan Yuan and walked out of the training room.

At this time, the screen display ended. The middle-aged guard had white hair. He used to look like he was in his forties, but now he was over eighty. Fairy Lan rewarded him with a pill and waved her hand to let him leave.

City Lord: "Can you recognize this murderer?"

There was complete silence all around, not a sound at all.

Finally, Fairy Lan replied, "The City Lord also saw the scene in the Rewind Realm just now. The murderer who killed Yuan Yuan, if I am not mistaken, should be an immortal from the Immortal Realm."

City Lord: "Do you know him?"

Could it really be this woman who ordered this?

Fairy Lan: "It doesn't matter whether I know him or not. The murderer is wearing immortal armor and using immortal tools. His cultivation should be at least above that of a celestial immortal."

The city lord and his entourage were waiting for answers to their questions.

Fairy Lan saw the city lord looking at her intently and replied proudly, "Going down to the underworld, the passage to the lower realm is extremely dangerous. Without taking special elixirs, one must have the cultivation of a celestial immortal. The immortal weapon that the murderer used to collect the remaining soul is a top-grade immortal weapon. I only have..."

The old nanny next to him suddenly interrupted: "My master has found the murderer, who is from the immortal world. As for revenge, the city lord wants to kill the enemy with his own hands."

She was helpless about her master's simple nature.

The city lord looked at Fairy Lan intently, which meant: to find out the reason why Yuanyuan was killed.

The old nanny couldn't bear it any longer. "City Lord, we sacrificed most of the lifespan of a True Immortal-level guard to activate the Retracement Realm. We found the murderer, and the murderer is a Golden Immortal from the Immortal Realm. We are powerless to do anything."

You have no hope of revenge yourself, yet you still force my master to do it. How can this be justified?

The city lord looked at Fairy Lan persistently: "I just want to know the reason why he was killed."

Fairy Lan: "Okay, I'll make sure you understand."

As he spoke, he took out a golden talisman, muttered something, and transformed it into a golden transparent scissors that rushed straight up.