Supreme Alchemist-Chapter 2410 - 2400: One Soul

Long Yan wasn’t quite sure if it was some protective mechanism or something else, but while he had a strong interest in the blacksmith’s craft, he knew that his knowledge was only very basic. It was impossible for him to take apart the components of the Rainstorm Pear Flower Needle. However, Long Yan deduced that the interlayer within the Iron Flower definitely contained molten iron. Only after the molten iron completely cooled could this hidden weapon achieve its seamless unity.

As for why it possessed such destructive power, it might have been due to something inside that released high temperatures, causing the entire mechanism to accelerate its operation and trigger the mechanisms within. Of course, this was merely Long Yan’s guess, and it was only after a complete analysis of the destroyed Rainstorm Pear Flower Needle that he reached this conclusion.

Still, Long Yan thought that the answers to this kind of mystery should be found in his own place. Before parting ways, he told Jian Wuchen to meet him at his residence within the Illusionary Realm. After all, Long Yan was a well-known "pretty boy" in all of Chang’an. While his place of residence wasn’t public knowledge, it wasn’t hard to get information about it either.

When Long Yan saw the picturesque courtyard ahead, his face lit up with a knowing smile. It was obvious that this exquisite courtyard had been purchased by Lingxi with her own money. Originally, it was meant to be a getaway after eloping with Long Yan, but now, it had ironically become a secret stronghold for Long Yan and Jian Wuchen to conspire in.

"You’re really slow."

Long Yan had just pushed open the courtyard gate when he saw a small figure sitting on a central stone bench, an icy expression on their face. Knowing that Jian Wuchen was always this way, Long Yan didn’t say much. Instead, he tossed over the long sword he had taken earlier from Tang Long’s shop.

"It’s not great or anything, but it’ll do."

Of course, compared to Jian Wuchen’s original sword, this one was nothing impressive. Long Yan rolled his eyes—considering the current situation, having any sword at all was already a stroke of luck, and yet this guy still had the gall to nitpick.

Leaving Jian Wuchen to his own devices, Long Yan pushed open the door to the house. The interior was extremely plain to the point of being overly simplistic, at least in Long Yan’s opinion. Clearly, Lingxi rarely stayed here—after all, she was the daughter of the Emperor Clan.

But these weren’t concerns for Long Yan. With the room’s sparse furnishings, there weren’t any places to hide anything, which meant his hopes of finding blueprints here had fallen through.

It seemed that Long Yan’s streak of good luck had finally run its course. Though he hadn’t placed much hope in the idea, he still couldn’t help but feel a little disappointed. Someone like him would always choose the safest location to store things—leaving something lying around at home was simply unimaginable.

Just as Long Yan was about to leave, the surrounding world abruptly turned black and white. This was a scene Long Yan had encountered once before, back with that old lady. It seemed his troubles had come knocking yet again.

"You really love making an entrance this way. If you’re here to talk about some deal or trade, save it. Not in this lifetime."

Long Yan sighed helplessly. If he were to make a deal involving something he was trying to protect, even within an Illusionary Realm, he probably wouldn’t be able to forgive himself.

But what happened next shocked Long Yan—an air vortex appeared, and from it, a figure slowly emerged. To his surprise, it was someone he knew, someone extremely familiar to him.

"Hello... my self... from the next life."

That’s right—stepping out from the Void was Long Yan himself, or rather, someone with the exact same face as him. The only difference was that the figure emerging from the Void had long silver hair, while the real Long Yan still had black hair.

"Who are you, really?"

As Long Yan uttered this question, the house door was suddenly flung open. Jian Wuchen walked in with his sword in hand, but upon seeing the two Long Yans, he froze in confusion.

Seeing that the other version of himself wasn’t making any hostile moves, Long Yan let out a small breath of relief and sat down on the bed. He had a rough idea about the identity of the silver-haired Long Yan.

"Long Yan, what’s going on here?"

Jian Wuchen, having just recovered from his moment of chaos, wanted to ask Long Yan for an explanation. But when he called out Long Yan’s name, both versions of Long Yan turned toward him at the same time, throwing him into chaos once again.

Long Yan smirked faintly, then pointed at the silver-haired version of himself and said, "If I’m not mistaken, this version of me should be me from a past life—essentially, the protagonist of the story I’ve experienced."

The silver-haired Long Yan gave a slight smile. Long Yan’s guess wasn’t far from the truth, though not entirely accurate. The silver-haired Long Yan wasn’t merely a version of his past self but rather one of Long Yan’s souls. freёnovelkiss.com

Humans have Three Souls and Seven Spirits. During reincarnation, these souls and spirits converge to reshape the physical body. However, without drinking Meng Po’s Soup, the Three Souls and Seven Spirits would scatter. Extreme fear during life could also cause them to disperse. Meng Po’s Soup serves to erase memories of the past, thereby reuniting the dispersed souls and spirits.

"I am the anomaly."

The silver-haired Long Yan smiled, but his smile was tinged with bitterness. He carried the memories of his past life but remained hidden within Long Yan’s body, unable to reveal himself. While the White Tiger’s Secret Technique was the bane of all supernatural beings in the world, the silver-haired Long Yan, as a manifestation of himself, was immune to it.

After Long Yan was betrayed and killed by his supposed brother, the silver-haired Long Yan thought he would never merge back with Long Yan’s soul. To his surprise, Long Yan was reincarnated through the Nine Suns Cauldron, and with it, the silver-haired Long Yan regained his existence. It wasn’t until the Heart Inquiry Road that he was able to manifest his current form, though only for a limited time.

"Allow me to answer all your questions," the silver-haired Long Yan said.

Recognizing Long Yan’s ability to grasp the truth, he began recounting the story Long Yan had been longing to understand.

In his past life, Long Yan lacked the courage he had now. He chose to return to the Emperor Clan with Lingxi. However, Di Lingtian, while pretending to approve of their marriage, replaced the groom on the wedding day.

This nearly drove Long Yan mad. But what was done was done. Lingxi resisted but was imprisoned, and an isolated and desperate Long Yan sought out her father, Di Lingtian. To Long Yan’s shock, the once-friendly man turned against him, kicking him out without a second thought.

The silver hair Long Yan now wore was from that painful time, a permanent mark of those events. He remarked that once he rejoined with Long Yan’s main soul, Long Yan’s black hair would likely turn the same color.

Continuing his story, the silver-haired Long Yan explained that his abilities at the time had been far inferior to those of the Long Yan of today, who still wasn’t exactly a natural talent in martial arts.

Back then, the silver-haired Long Yan had tried to take back the Rainstorm Pear Flower Needle from Tang Long’s shop, only to discover the existence of the Dragon Tooth artifact within the shop...

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