Divine Transcendence

Chapter 122: Fragrance in the Mortal World

Chapter 122: Fragrance in the Mortal World

"My memory is still very fragmented, I can’t remember many things clearly!" Yuan Ming shook his throbbing head, murmuring to himself with a hint of bitterness.

This time, the incense burning in the censer triggered a possession, stimulating his lost memories and reminding him of some relatively recent events.

Yuan Ming felt that if he could possess Wang Shun once more and return to the general’s mansion, he might be able to recover all his memories, even those of the person who had betrayed him.

However, judging from his first possession of the young emperor and the second possession of the groom Wang Shun, the targets of possession seemed to be random. Whether he could possess Wang Shun again was uncertain.

But from the information revealed in his conversation with the round-faced man, there was a common point between the two. Both were people Yuan Ming knew. If he thought further, both seemed to have a good relationship with Yuan Ming. Yuan Ming was once the study companion of the young emperor, and the groom cared deeply for Yuan Ming’s safety. Their relationship must have been good.

"Could it be that the targets of possession can only be people I know or those close to me?" Yuan Ming pondered in his heart.

From the gains, the first time he was still in the vast mountains, facing a life-and-death moment where he could not cultivate magic power, the Nine Elements Formula he obtained solved the urgent need and became an important reliance for his current cultivation. As for the second time with the groom... there didn’t seem to be much substantial gain. If he had to calculate, it was just some clues related to his own life.

"Perhaps the target of possession is related to my thoughts and situation?" Yuan Ming’s thoughts turned, and he thought of a possibility.

All of these were just his initial guesses, after all, he had only tried twice.

However, he believed that the third possession might allow him to figure out more rules.

This made him inexplicably excited. Every time he thought about the next possession, he felt warm in his heart, and he was really itching to try!

With this thought, Yuan Ming didn’t care about anything else, immediately took out a spirit stone and held it in his hand, running the Nine Elements Formula to restore his magic power.

Half a day later, Yuan Ming’s magic power was restored, and he immediately transferred his magic power into the censer without stopping.

However, just when his magic power was about to be exhausted, he suddenly found that the censer began to reject his magic power. No matter how he tried, the subsequent magic power could no longer be transferred into it.

At this time, only a part of the Great Ultimate pattern on the censer was lit up, which looked like about one-seventh of the entire pattern.

"Is this the limit of magic power infusion? Can’t I light up the Great Ultimate pattern by infusing more magic power?" Yuan Ming had many guesses in his heart, but he could only give up for now.

Fortunately, the next day, when Yuan Ming tried to infuse magic power again, he found that the censer was absorbing his magic power again.

However, just like the previous day, only about one-seventh of the Great Ultimate pattern could be lit up before it began to reject Yuan Ming’s magic power. This meant that it would take at least seven days to light up the entire Great Ultimate pattern by infusing magic power.

This also meant that in five days, Yuan Ming would be able to possess again.

After confirming this, Yuan Ming looked at the last stick of black incense in the censer and fell into deep thought.

He only had this last stick of incense left. Once used, he would lose the opportunity to possess again. At present, Yuan Ming had not figured out the operating mechanism of this possession, and could not guarantee that one possession would give him the answers he wanted.

So, he decided to wait until he got more black incense before continuing to light the incense.

The next day, early in the morning.

Yuan Ming arrived at Qingfotang early.

A young deacon disciple saw this and immediately came forward.

"Brother, I want to buy some incense." Yuan Ming got straight to the point.

The reason he asked this was not because he was afraid of taking risks for such behavior in the future, but because he felt that what the Beast Slave Hall had done before seemed somewhat contradictory to what Senior Brother Fang Ge had said.

"Whether they are ordinary people or cultivators, we all share the same world, so it’s impossible to completely isolate ourselves. In fact, most of the mundane world is under the influence of different cultivation sects. Indiscriminately killing mortals can sometimes be seen as a provocation to the cultivation sects, which can bring unnecessary trouble." Fang Ge said.

Upon hearing this, Yuan Ming finally understood that even ordinary people lived under the influence of cultivation powers.

But thinking about it, did that mean that the Beast Slave Hall’s previous actions, whether hunting wild men or slaughtering villages, were all misdeeds on their own territory?

Thinking of this, Yuan Ming couldn’t help but feel a sense of indescribable disgust.

"The reason I’m telling you this is more to hope that you can discipline yourself and not commit indiscriminate killings." Senior Brother Fang Ge spoke again, reminding him.

Obviously, he also knew that this kind of restraint was not strong, and it relied more on the self-reflection and self-discipline of the cultivators.

"Yuan Ming will keep Senior Brother’s teachings in mind." Yuan Ming saluted with his fist.

"By the way, when you go to the mundane world, you can’t do without money. Remember to go to the Qingfutang to exchange some silver coins to take with you." Seeing this, Senior Brother Fang Ge nodded in satisfaction and then reminded.

After Yuan Ming nodded in agreement, he bid farewell and left.

He went back to make all the preparations. He wanted to inform Silver Cat, but he couldn’t find him.

So, he left a note on the desk by the window, writing "Traveling, will return in three months", and then left Biluo Cave directly.

......

A few days later.

A man in a green robe, riding a black horse, was slowly walking on a mountain path.

He had a handsome and youthful face, but there was no trace of immaturity. It was Yuan Ming who had left the sect.

At this moment, he was sitting on the horseback, gently holding the reins, his eyes slightly closed, seemingly letting the horse lead him forward. But every time they came to a fork in the road, or the horse walked off the path, he would gently pull the reins to adjust the direction.

Above his head, a black crow was flying over the forest, its eyes scanning the surroundings vigilantly.

The reason Yuan Ming didn’t need to watch the road was because he had the crow’s vision.

The other two crows had also been released by him, one for scouting the road, and the other for practicing his ability to control three crows and view three different perspectives at the same time.

This was actually a kind of cultivation, a cultivation of his soul refining ability and control ability.

Soon, one of the crows found a village built in a valley, with about thirty-seven or eight households, all of which were bamboo houses and wooden buildings.

Yuan Ming’s spirit was slightly lifted, and he opened his eyes.

This was the largest village he had encountered in the past few days.

(End of Chapter)