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"Junior Master, what should we do with that demon cultivator?" Feng Ci asked worriedly. Jiang Qingwu and the others stood in the tomb, their eyes fixed on the Flowing Light Mirror. Although they had successfully trapped the demon cultivator, they knew that his cultivation was far superior to theirs. If he escaped, the consequences would be disastrous.

Jiang Qingwu's brow furrowed. She knew they couldn't act rashly. Her gaze swept across the tomb, finally landing on the Soul-Locking Life-Exchange Formation surrounding the sarcophagus. A thought flashed through her mind: perhaps this formation could be used to contain the demonic cultivators. She quickly approached the formation, carefully examining every detail. Countless ancient texts flashed through her mind, searching for a way to break or exploit it.

"Junior Master, what should we do now?" Feng Ci's voice was filled with anxiety. He kept glancing at the Mirror of Flowing Light, fearing that the demon cultivator would suddenly break through the mirror and escape. He clutched a long sword tightly in his hand, ready to deal with any emergency.

Jiang Qingwu didn't answer, her entire attention focused on the formation. She reached out and gently touched the runes within, sensing the power within. She closed her eyes and recalled the ancient texts she had read about formations, trying to find a similar record to this one.

Suddenly, a gleam of light flashed in her eyes, as if she had found the key. She turned to look at Feng Ci and said firmly, "I've got it. We can use this formation to contain the demon cultivators."

Hearing this, a hint of surprise flashed in Feng Ci's eyes, but then he asked in confusion: "How to restrain it?" He knew that although this formation was powerful, it was not easy to truly restrain the demon cultivator.

Jiang Qingwu took a deep breath, calming her inner excitement. A hint of determination lingered in her voice. "The Soul-Locking Life-Exchange Formation is a formation that locks a single soul and seizes its body. Combined with the Reversing Universe Formation we just set up, it can change the Soul-Locking Life-Exchange function to locking a person. We can try to directly seal the demon cultivator into the Flowing Light Mirror!" She then explained, "The Soul-Locking Life-Exchange Formation was originally used to lock a single soul and seize its body. But if combined with the Reversing Universe Formation we just set up, it can be changed to lock an entire person and seal them into the Flowing Light Mirror. This way, no matter how powerful the demon cultivator is, he will not be able to escape the constraints of this formation."

After hearing Jiang Qingwu's words, everyone fell into deep thought. They understood that this plan was highly feasible, but they also realized that it carried certain risks. After all, the power of the demon cultivators should not be underestimated. If they failed to successfully seal them, the consequences could be disastrous.

After a while, Feng Ci finally spoke, "Alright! Let's follow your plan." A firm glint flickered in his eyes as a formation master, indicating his willingness to trust Jiang Qingwu's judgment. The others nodded in agreement.

However, at this moment, Mo Yunsheng raised a question: "But our current state has consumed a lot of spiritual power, and it takes time to recover. Moreover, if we wait until we rely on the spirit-replenishing pills and spirit-gathering talismans to recover, I'm afraid something unexpected will happen." He frowned, looking very worried.

Everyone fell silent after hearing Mo Yunsheng's words. Indeed, the current situation was extremely urgent and time was running out. They had to find a solution as soon as possible. Just when everyone was at their wit's end, Su Chen suddenly had an idea and shouted excitedly, "That's right! Take the Quanyuan Fusheng Pill! The one my master recently gave me!"

Upon hearing this, everyone suddenly realized what was going on and began searching for the bottle of elixir Li Qinglian had given them. Feng Ci, with his quick eyes and hands, was the first to find the elixir. He swallowed one without hesitation and then fed another to Feng Jingchen. "Wow! Fourth Master's medicine is truly miraculous!" Zhong Lixiu exclaimed.

As the Quanyuan Fusheng Pill took effect, everyone's spiritual energy rapidly recovered. In a single breath, their spiritual energy threatened to overflow, shocking everyone. Jiang Qingwu couldn't help but marvel at her senior brother's genius. She also seized the opportunity to urge everyone to quickly set up the formation, striving to seal the demon cultivator within the Flowing Light Mirror as quickly as possible.

"Quick, activate the formation!" Jiang Qingwu shouted. With a flick of her fingers, the entire formation was instantly activated. The demon cultivator within the Flowing Light Mirror immediately sensed the changes outside, his expression darkening. He realized these juniors were planning to use the Soul-Locking Formation against him. A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he resolved to give it his all, attempting to break free from the Flowing Light Mirror's constraints.

"You youngsters, how dare you plot against me!" The demon cultivator's deep, slightly hoarse voice echoed through the gloomy tomb, eerily like a ghost. His body suddenly transformed into a streak of inky black light, hurtling towards Jiang Qingwu and the others at astonishing speed. Simultaneously, brilliant, multicolored rays of light shot forth from the mysterious formation, colliding violently with the demon cultivator's black light. Suddenly, the entire tomb shook violently, as if on the verge of collapse. An immensely powerful force erupted within, leaving everyone trembling with fear.

Everyone prepared for battle, their gazes fixed on the Flowing Light Mirror, expressions tense and focused, their hands tightly gripping their magic weapons, ready to face the demon cultivator's attack at any moment. However, just as everyone was focused, the Flowing Light Mirror suddenly erupted with a dazzling light, instantly illuminating the entire tomb as bright as day. The demon cultivator's figure loomed in the intense light, his eyes filled with endless rage and madness, a chilling look that filled everyone.

"No!" The demon cultivator let out a shrill scream, his voice filled with despair and unwillingness. Under the powerful force of the formation, his body began to be slowly sealed within the flowing mirror, unable to move. A look of terror crossed the demon cultivator's face. He struggled desperately, but could not escape the mysterious power.

"Success!" Feng Ci shouted excitedly, his eyes gleaming with excitement, his face filled with joy. Upon hearing this news, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, their tension gradually dissipating. They knew that this adventure had finally been a success; they had truly succeeded in sealing the demon cultivator.

Jiang Qingwu took back the Flowing Light Mirror and added several more layers of restrictions on it before putting it back into a new Qiankun bag.

"What should we do here?" Lin Muci glanced at Feng Jingchen worriedly.

Feng Jingchen took a short break and sorted out the extra fragments in his mind. It turned out to be like this. His life experience was actually like this. He was born with a conspiracy. Because of the conspiracy, he was displaced and suffered misery in his childhood... Now even the belief that supported his growth in his childhood - the only person who was looking forward to his birth is now gone... His inner demon Feng Moxuan was gone so easily. Did he let it go? What if he couldn't let it go?

Feng Jingchen sat there quietly, his eyes filled with conflict and struggle. His heart seemed to be torn between two forces. Feng Jingchen's mind was a chaotic battlefield, a tangled web of emotions. He wanted to break free from this painful tangle, but he didn't know where to turn. He felt as if he was trapped in a dark corner, unable to find a way out.

Finally, remembering that he was the only person connected to this ancient tomb, he said, "Leave it to Junior Master-Uncle, I have no objection." His voice was a little muffled, and one could tell he was feeling depressed...

Seeing Feng Jingchen's dejected expression, Jiang Qingwu's heart tightened. She knew Feng Jingchen must have digested the extra memories on his own. These memories were likely the events of the illusion. The latter part of Feng Jingchen's childhood experience suggested that, despite being in a coma, he had actually experienced the entire illusion with everyone else. Otherwise, the illusion wouldn't have been able to capture his childhood experiences.

Jiang Qingwu sighed deeply, for she understood Feng Jingchen's heart must be heavy. After all, who could accept that their birth was not only unfulfilled but also filled with conspiracy? And the only person who had hoped for their life ultimately, in order to protect themselves, had their soul and body shattered into ashes, unable even to enter the cycle of reincarnation. Such a fact was filled with immense pain and helplessness.

Since arriving in the world of immortal cultivation, Jiang Qingwu has gradually come to understand a harsh truth: not only can one die, but one's soul can also be annihilated. This has given her a deeper understanding of life and death. And judging by Feng Jingchen's continued entrapment in the Golden Core stage, she understands his deep-seated obsession with his past. This obsession has become a demon within him, hindering his path to cultivation.

Jiang Qingwu thought for a moment and said slowly: "I think we can seal this place first, and then report the demon cultivator and the things here to the sect. After the second senior brother who is familiar with the formation comes to survey, we can make further plans." Her tone was calm and firm, obviously after careful consideration.

"I agree with Junior Master's proposal," Zhongli Xiu was the first to voice his support. His five senses were at their sharpest here, but he hadn't noticed any other dangers, so he was confident in Jiang Qingwu's plan.

"Okay, then let's do as Junior Master-Uncle says." The others nodded, indicating that they agreed with the plan.

Feng Ci sprang into action, neatly arranging the formation stones and mapping out the formation. His movements were deft and confident, demonstrating his solid foundation in formation techniques. Finally, he added the self-created strengthening talisman Jiang Qingwu had just given him, further strengthening the seal. Everyone carefully checked it, confirming it was correct before returning to the Spirit Boat.

As soon as they boarded the Spirit Boat, Lin Muci immediately got busy, checking everyone's health. His eyes were focused and concerned, making sure everyone was safe.

Zhongli Xiu suddenly remembered the village that had been the scene of the blood sacrifice that they had encountered before, and said to Jiang Qingwu worriedly, "Junior Master, is the blood sacrifice in the village we encountered before related to the blood sacrifice in the ancient tomb?" His eyes revealed deep worry.

"That's possible." Jiang Qingwu paused, thought for a moment, and then said, "But I still can't rule out the possibility that Ah Ci mentioned."

Zhongli Xiu fell into deep thought after hearing this, then said, "Are you saying that the village is part of the formation that awakens the magic weapon?"

"Well, it's better to be cautious. Let's report everything and our thoughts to the sect to avoid missing out on any useful information." After Jiang Qingwu finished speaking, he took out the sect order and began to connect with Li Qingtong's consciousness, reporting everything about the village, the ancient tomb, the demon cultivators, and their speculations.

After listening to Jiang Qingwu's report, Li Qingtong quickly told Lin Feixue, Shi Chenbai and Li Qinglian about these things. The three of them immediately went to investigate the village and ancient tomb they mentioned.

"Knock, knock, knock--" Jiang Qingwu knocked on Feng Jingchen's door. After waiting for a moment, the door was opened by Feng Jingchen.

"Junior Master?" Feng Jingchen was a little confused, not knowing what instructions the Junior Master wanted to give him.

"Ahem, Achen." Jiang Qingwu coughed and spoke awkwardly. She had never been good at comforting others, but seeing Feng Jingchen so depressed, she couldn't help but want to help him. She knew that Feng Jingchen was a person who easily got stuck in a rut, and as someone who had been through it and a fellow disciple, she had the responsibility to enlighten him. So, she sorted out her thoughts and said softly, "I know you are very conflicted right now, Achen. But please believe that we were brought into this world by our parents not out of our own will. Whether they had expectations of us or not, we were born passively. We have indeed endured all kinds of malice and harm from the world because of our parents."

Having said that, Jiang Qingwu took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and continued, "However, Achen, from the moment we were born, we have become independent individuals. Don't doubt or deny yourself because of the perspectives, kindness or malice of others. We should be responsible for our own lives and live out our own splendor. Besides, you still have the Wuliang Sect, my fifth senior sister, and countless people who care about you. More importantly, Aunt Chen has never regretted giving everything for you, and was even willing to sacrifice herself to protect you. She believes that giving birth to you is a great blessing in her life. Therefore, please stop questioning the value of your life."

Feng Jingchen was deeply aware that he hadn't managed his emotions well. Despite Feng Ci and the others' attempts to comfort him, he was still surprised to hear Jiang Qingwu's remarks on personal independence. After all, in that era, people generally believed that one's body and hair were inherited from one's parents, yet Jiang Qingwu dared to break with traditional notions and advocate for personal independence. This made Feng Jingchen reflect on the constraints and repression he had always endured. Indeed, wasn't his denial of Feng Moxuan and his exploitation the reason for his predicament?

Although Jiang Qingwu's words had given him a lot of inspiration, he still needed some time to fully accept and understand them. So, he bowed to Jiang Qingwu to express his gratitude and said, "Thank you, Junior Master. I'll figure it out."

Jiang Qingwu smiled and nodded in response, expressing her relief. Then, she turned and quickly left the scene. Inwardly, she was deeply nervous, fearing that the ancients wouldn't be able to accept the modern concept of "I am who I am." Feng Ci and the others, who had been hiding nearby and watching Feng Jingchen, were shocked by Jiang Qingwu's words. They couldn't help but sigh that their junior master, who had so ingeniously created so many strange talismans, could actually say such shocking words.

"Fortunately..." She secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and a relieved smile appeared on the corners of her mouth.