Simplification System: From Perfect Arrow Skill to Immortal-Chapter 313 - 255: Celestial Concealment in Despair, Soul Extraction to Expel Poison
"Seems like I’m not far from breaking through to Nascent Soul Great Cultivator!"
Lin Chang’sheng sensed the changes in the magical power within him, silently noting it.
Even though with Middle Stage of Nascent Soul cultivation, he was already enough to contend with Su Changkong.
But no one knew if Su Changkong had other deadly tricks up his sleeve; it was safest to reach the level of Nascent Soul Great Cultivator.
So Lin Chang’sheng planned to keep absorbing the magical power orbs within the grand array—only after his breakthrough would he return to Southern Domain Cultivation Realm, making things much safer.
But now wasn’t the time for a breakthrough; the most important matter was finding an antidote for Yu Wenjing.
In the next moment, Lin Chang’sheng summoned Celestial Concealment.
Since he’d refined the poison, he clearly would have made an antidote.
"You damned bastard, you’re still alive? Master Bi Xi will definitely kill you and avenge us! Master Bi Xi, where are you—"
Celestial Concealment had just appeared, and immediately began cursing when he saw Lin Chang’sheng.
Then he anxiously searched for signs of Bi Xi around him.
But how could he know that Bi Xi had already been subdued by Lin Chang’sheng?
"Enough searching. The ’Master Bi Xi’ you speak of has already been tamed as my spirit beast, recovering in my Spirit Beast Bag!"
Lin Chang’sheng told Celestial Concealment frankly.
But upon hearing this, Celestial Concealment refused to believe it, thinking Lin Chang’sheng must be lying to him.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible! Master Bi Xi is a Divinity Transformation powerhouse, how could he lose to you?"
Celestial Concealment’s old eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.
He’d sooner believe an ant could shake a great tree than that a Nascent Soul Cultivator could defeat a Divinity Transformation expert.
Seeing Celestial Concealment didn’t believe him, Lin Chang’sheng simply summoned Bi Xi out of the Spirit Beast Bag.
Crumbling his final hope—otherwise Celestial Concealment would always think someone was coming to rescue them.
"This..."
When Celestial Concealment saw the frail Bi Xi, curled up within his turtle shell, recuperating, his eyes went wide with shock.
Their revered Master Bi Xi had truly been subdued by Lin Chang’sheng?
With that, his last shred of hope was obliterated.
"Do you believe me now? Hand over the antidote to the poison afflicting Yu Wenjing, and maybe I’ll consider letting you enter reincarnation early!"
Lin Chang’sheng watched Celestial Concealment, who was still lost in shock, and spoke.
"You animal! You killed my grandson, ruined my grand plans—even if my soul is scattered and I am damned never to enter reincarnation, I’ll make you watch your beloved woman die from the poison before you get the antidote from me. Hahaha—"
Celestial Concealment laughed madly, seeming completely unhinged.
If it hadn’t been for this beast Lin Chang’sheng ruining everything, he would’ve followed Master Bi Xi into Burial Immortal Realm and earned great fortune; his future accomplishments would far surpass Nascent Soul.
But Lin Chang’sheng had utterly destroyed all his plans.
Celestial Concealment’s hatred burned intensely within.
Too bad Lin Chang’sheng had now sealed him inside the Myriad Soul Banner, giving him no chance to resist.
"Not talking, huh?"
Lin Chang’sheng summoned his spirit treasure and slashed down with his blade.
Thud—
The blade aura swept past, and Celestial Concealment was sliced in two, dissipating with a scream into smoke.
Yet in the next instant, he reformed again.
"No matter how you torture me, you’ll never learn!"
Celestial Concealment steeled himself, letting Lin Chang’sheng hack away, saying nothing.
Lin Chang’sheng killed Celestial Concealment seven or eight times, then tried lightning, flames—every manner of cruel torture.
By the end, Celestial Concealment had been tormented beyond recognition, but his lips remained sealed.
He was truly the most willful person Lin Chang’sheng had ever seen.
Seeing Celestial Concealment refused to explain, Lin Chang’sheng was out of options and had to store him back within the Myriad Soul Banner.
"Whoever among you can force Celestial Concealment to reveal the antidote’s location will be released from Myriad Soul Banner!"
Lin Chang’sheng spoke to the countless souls inside the Myriad Soul Banner.
He had no time to waste on Celestial Concealment, but those soul remnants had plenty.
Hearing this, whether it was Beimu Immortal Emperor, Celestial Secret Daoist, or Jiu Wushang, Nie Buping, and the rest, their eyes all shone as they turned to stare at Celestial Concealment.
This was their one and only chance to escape the Myriad Soul Banner!
Instantly, they surged forward, surrounding Celestial Concealment at the center, pressing him for the antidote’s whereabouts.
That stubborn Celestial Concealment wouldn’t answer no matter what; again he was beset by a horde of souls, beaten until he howled in misery.
"Wenjing, let me check you over first!"
Lin Chang’sheng looked at Yu Wenjing, who seemed lively and energetic—not at all someone suffering from poison.
But Lin Chang’sheng wasn’t about to let his guard down, so he decided to give Yu Wenjing a thorough examination.
Yu Wenjing was very cooperative, immediately sitting cross-legged.
Lin Chang’sheng sent his magical power from behind, guiding it into Yu Wenjing’s body to search for any problems.
But after thoroughly investigating, Lin Chang’sheng found nothing.
Blood, bones, organs—none showed any sign of damage.
"Could it be Celestial Concealment tricked me?"
Lin Chang’sheng asked in bewilderment.
But when he questioned Yu Wenjing, she confirmed that every so often, she would feel like her head might split apart, her entire body tormented as if thousands of insects were gnawing at her—truly unbearable.
Only when Celestial Concealment gave her an elixir did the symptoms subside.
"Could it be soul poison?"
Lin Chang’sheng exclaimed in shock.
This poison was the hardest to dispel, since the toxin hid within the mind and couldn’t be expelled easily.
One wrong move, and the victim’s divine soul would be harmed—mildly, mental confusion; severely, death.
"That old bastard’s really vicious!"
Lin Chang’sheng cursed under his breath.
Though to most people this poison was nearly impossible to purge, to Lin Chang’sheng, it wasn’t without hope.
Soul poison targeted the divine soul, injuring it—that’s why the victim felt such horrific agony.
But if Lin Chang’sheng used the Soul Summoning Technique to extract Yu Wenjing’s soul,
Then circulated magical power to drive out the toxin, he could avoid injuring her divine soul.
"Wenjing, you’ve got soul poison. I’ll need to extract your soul in order to purge it. Do you trust me?"
Lin Chang’sheng said to Yu Wenjing.
Upon hearing this, Yu Wenjing was startled—after all, soul extraction was completely alien to mortals.
If anyone else had suggested it, Yu Wenjing would rather die than try.
But because it was Lin Chang’sheng, in the end, she nodded—her trust in him boundless.
Even if an accident killed her, Yu Wenjing wouldn’t blame Lin Chang’sheng.
She knew that no one could cure her poison now.
Better to face this than die from the poison eating her alive.
Since Yu Wenjing agreed, Lin Chang’sheng immediately invoked the Soul Summoning Technique and pulled Yu Wenjing’s soul right out of her body.
The moment Yu Wenjing felt her soul leave her body, she was overwhelmed with surprise and wonder.
She stood there, looking at her physical form from outside—an indescribably strange sensation.
Maybe death itself was just like this!
Once Yu Wenjing’s soul was extracted, her body collapsed limply into Lin Chang’sheng’s arms.
Lin Chang’sheng instantly activated his divine sense to probe Yu Wenjing’s mind.
He discovered a mass of blackness lurking within.
Like countless tiny ants clustering together.
Outside the black mass, a white constraint glowed.
This was likely the medicinal effect from the antidote, suppressing the poison.
This effect only temporarily trapped the poison; it didn’t truly purge it.
No wonder Celestial Concealment refused to speak—looks like the old bastard didn’t have a complete cure at all, which was why he kept his mouth shut.
