I conquered the cultivation world with scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

Jiang He felt as if a thread was constantly being pulled in her head.

She watched as the black soul gradually merged with her own, feeling an overwhelming pain welling up in her head.

Jiang He tried to channel her spiritual energy into her head, but before it could reach it, the energy was abruptly cut off.

"What a pure soul! I have never seen such a flawless soul before. But soon, I will have one too."

The voice of the psychedelic spider echoed in my ears.

A powerful tearing force acted in Jiang He's brain, amplifying her intuitive pain a million times over.

Her soul was torn apart.

Jiang He was drenched in cold sweat and too painful to speak.

"Host, wake up!"

The system's mechanical voice briefly brought Jiang He back to her senses for a second, but she quickly fell back into a dazed state.

Blackness continued to occupy her soul, and the polluted area grew larger and larger.

Jiang He's eyes gradually shifted from pain to emptiness.

As if all her memories had been stolen, Jiang He watched as those fragments of memories were swallowed up by black clouds.

But she was powerless to do anything about it.

From birth until now, my brain has been forcibly occupied by the psychedelic spider, and all my memories are drifting away into the clouds little by little.

Jiang He hugged her legs listlessly until she saw the brightest fragment in her mind.

"Ahe, I'm leaving."

You need to take good care of yourself, study hard, and eat well.

Ah He, I hope you live.

The old lady's face was full of wrinkles, and her voice was deep and gentle.

Jiang He looked at the old lady lying on the bed, who was already skin and bones.

The old lady placed her hand on top of her small hand.

The girl in the memory looked helplessly at the old woman crying. She seemed to be regretting and accusing her, but in reality, she wasn't thinking anything.

She was simply very, very sad.

Tears streamed down the girl's cheeks. Jiang He noticed an itch on her chin until she raised her hand and touched it.

It turned out that the girl was her, and she cried.

Just as the fragment of memory was about to be absorbed by the black cloud, Jiang He's consciousness was crystal clear.

She looked at the black mass with resistance, all the spiritual power in her body was extracted, and the spiritual energy from the outside world was also continuously drawn into her body.

You can touch her, but you can't touch the old lady!

Jiang He curled up and reached out to pick up the sword from the ground.

Before me lay the body of the illusion spider.

She dragged her feet toward the illusion spider.

The sword was filled with spiritual energy, and five kinds of spiritual energy condensed at the tip of the sword.

The fragments of memory are becoming increasingly fragmented.

Jiang He raised her sword with both hands, and all the spiritual energy was absorbed into the sword.

Without hesitation or delay, the moment the spirit sword touched the body of the illusion spider, all the spiritual energy in Jiang He's mind rushed towards that black soul.

"Get out of here!"

The spiritual energy, carrying a powerful impact, struck the Illusion Spider.

The psychedelic spider smiled calmly:

"The tiny ant tried to resist, but all this spiritual energy was nothing more than an itch to me..."

Before the Illusion Spider could finish speaking, the spiritual energy arrived. The five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth intertwined and eventually condensed into a sharp sword, which easily sliced ​​through the Illusion Spider's black soul.

Under the sharp sword, the black group had nowhere to hide.

"How is that possible? How could your soul strength at the Qi Refining stage be possible!"

The psychedelic spider stared in disbelief at the wound the sword had inflicted on her soul.

At this moment, her soul was in excruciating pain, each sword strike feeling like it was taking her life: "Don't think that just because of this I can't do anything to you!"

The black soul of the psychedelic spider suddenly grew larger, gradually took shape, and then transformed into the form of its true body.

A black spider with red spots stood beside Jiang He's pure white soul, the two contrasting colors clearly defined.

The Illusion Spider wanted to devour more of Jiang He's memory fragments to strengthen its own soul.

Jiang He no longer allowed the illusion spider to devour her soul.

She raised her sword again and plunged it into the core of the Illusion Spider:

"I told you, get out."

The sword in my mind attacked again, this time splitting into five, each imbued with rich spiritual energy.

"Soul Severing!"

Destroy!

Jiang He plunged the sword straight into the head of the Illusion Spider.

In an instant.

A black crystal core was extracted from it!

"no, do not want……"

The psychedelic spider watched as its crystal core was ripped out, and then the sharp sword reached it again.

The black soul scattered beneath the sharp sword and finally vanished.

Jiang He's soul returned to pure white.

She gripped the black crystal core in her hand and trembled as she pulled the sword from the body of the illusion spider.

It wasn't until the face from that memory resurfaced in Jiang He's mind that she realized she had lost all her strength due to fear.

Just a little bit more...

She was so close to losing her.

Jiang He squatted on the ground, tears welling up in her eyes.

Large tears fell from the corners of his eyes onto his sword-wielding hand, hot and heavy.

"Host, I'm sorry."

006's voice reappeared, and the usually emotionless mechanical tone now carried a hint of guilt:

"It was my oversight; I should have reminded you."

"Do not blame you."

I can only blame myself for being too weak; I couldn't even protect the people I wanted to protect.

Jiang He took a while to get up from the ground and wiped away her tears.

It took her a very long time to go from being a corporate slave to a cultivator.

The end for a person is not death, but being forgotten.

If even she has forgotten those memories, perhaps no one in this world will ever know of the old lady's existence again.

In order to live, and for the memories deep within the soul to exist.

At this moment, Jiang He had only one thought left in her mind.

Become stronger.

She addressed the intangible 006:

"Automatically collect the corpses of the psychedelic spiders."

"Yes."