Chapter 406 The Child Who Refused to Die
A soul possessed very little power.
Spend even a sliver of it, and recovering could take centuries or millennia.
It hurt.
And yet, somehow, it did not hurt quite so much.
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stretch of road, the Orion ghost received golden motes from the ugly child. They carried the nd the hope that something better still waited ahead.
destined to be hard.
une never lasted forever.
fectly ordinary afternoon, an old man with an otherworldly bearing stepped into the ugly child’s
d, you have a celestial calling. You were meant to walk the higher path. Wouldn’t spending your enti: in this ordinary world waste the gifts you were born with? Come. Leave with me.”
The ugly child stopped.
What was a celestial calling?
What was the higher path?
The child did not understand. Neither did the Orion ghost. But neither of them had the power to refuse.
The Orion ghost could do nothing. He could not even speak.
He could only watch as the ugly child endured endless ridicule inside the Jade Hollow Sect. Every spiritual cultivator there seemed blessed with ethereal beauty, while the ugly child stood out for all the wrong
reasons.
Of the thousand children gathered by Grand Elder Helius Voidcrest, he was the most conspicuous.
The mockery did not bother him.
He had already endured it countless times.
Voide rest assigned the children endless lessons: talismans, arrays, artifact sigils, and elixirs. The one thing he never taught them was how to begin cultivating or cast a spell.
Children kep
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proved too weak, so they had been sent back down the
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They were all dead.
The Hall of Lost Souls held eighteen kinds of torture instruments and seventy-two forms of torment.
Boiling oil. Grinding stones. Blades Saws. Mountains of fire….
Eventually, the ugly child was forced down the same path. In a mortal body, he crossed all eighteen leve of hell.
Life and death cled each other. Survival and extinction hung on a single thought.
d whether he should keep living, the ghost gave everything he had to answer.
Again and ugly chil
e Orion ghost tore pieces from his own soul. He could do very little, but whenever th
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embers.
ing leaf.
e choice of life whenever the ugly child stood between survival and death.
the silent soul-fire that held him close.
entire soul, he screamed himself raw.
Julian was an ugly child, stubborn and weak, yet whenever life and death offered him a choice, that single desire to survive made him choose life.
The embers went out.
The leaf truly fell.
And somehow, he felt a little warmer…
He wanted to live.
Fortunately…
He survived.
Of all the chi
At last
ing to create.
Immortality, but cultivation itself defies the natural
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order. Exceptional talent was hardly rare, and the struggle for resources was bloodier than any battlefield.
Voidcrest was nearing the end of his life. He intended to overturn fate and seize a new one for himself.
Over the years, he had gathered thousands upon thousands of children.
They were mortals with clear minds, perfect memories, and extraordinary comprehension…
Only a child who survived all eighteen levels of hell and endured seventy-two tortures could form the beginnings of an ascendant vessel.
If Voidcrest possessed that body the instant the vessel formed, he could become young again.
Then, by nurturing it with his secret method, he would gain a flawless transcendent body, natural affinity with mystic laws, and the favor of fortune itself.
He had experimented for centuries before producing Julian.
But the possession failed.
Because Julian wanted to live.
Even with the ascendant vessel shattered and his path to transcendence severed, Julian still chose life.
Heaven wanted him alive.
He had asked.
He had asked so many times.
Guided by one swaying leaf after another, Julian stole Voidcrest’s spatial ring and escaped the Jade Hollow
Sect.
The old monster had been terrified that someone would discover what he truly was.
That was why he had hidden the Hall of Lost Souls in a secreation. Now, no one stood in the independent cultivator’s path to freedom.
Golden motes surrounded the Orion ghost like starlight.
They seemed to urge him onward.
Hurry.
Catch up to Julian
One year. Two years. A hundred years. A thousand….
The Orion ghost followed Julian through them all. He watched the independent cultivator escape the Jade Hollow Sect, evade wave after wave of pursuit, and enter the vast world of spiritual cultivation
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