“What?”
Alex grabbed one of the Mystic Maiden’s white jade feet and was completely stunned. “This is… Someone wants to take over my father’s body?”
The Mystic Maiden shook her head. “Soul-planting, not possessing. Soul-planting is a hundred times crueler than possessing. Thousand times crueler!”
Alex’s grip tightened. His heart was shaking.
The Mystic Maiden’s beautiful eyebrows twitched slightly. Alex’s grip was too hard and was pinching her painfully.
However, this time she did not scold him harshly. Instead, she only gently broke free and then said, “Those whom the great figures chose to plant their souls are supreme geniuses. So, in that case, your father is very talented. Otherwise, he would not have suffered this situation.”
Alex fell on her bed on his butt.
Taking away the body was already cruel. Soul-planting was a hundred times more brutal than taking away the body a thousand times. He really couldn’t imagine how painful that was.
After that, the Mystic Maiden gave him an explanation of what soul-planting was.
The requirements for both the spell caster and the spell recipient were very high. First, the spell caster must have had a cultivation level above god and a high level of research in soul arts; then, the physical quality of the spell recipient and the state of the soul must also be quite powerful.
There were rumors that the spell caster must be the leader of a realm with talent far beyond those so-called divine sons and daughters.
What kind of harsh conditions were these?
The process of planting a soul was different from taking a body. Possession was straightforward and brutal. It used its souls to exterminate other people’s souls. Their souls would take over and control the flesh, soul- planting was not that.
Soul-planting was when a great person used the divine substance in his soul, including a part of the soul power to be planted into the body of the genius. Thus, the genius’s soul slowly nourished the caster’s soul power. At the first stage, one might not feel it. But as time passed, the more painful it became.
“What is it?”
“Find that caster. Then, your father, in turn, encroaches on his order of the divine path, but… You do not seem to have enough time. According to your father‘s current situation, I estimate that he will have to experience the tribulation at most a year. Three thousand thunder tribulations and nine deaths. The gap in strength between you and that person is a hundred thousand miles!”
After speaking with the Mystic Maiden, Alex’s mood worsened.
After his consciousness returned to his physical body, he looked at his father, William, yelling and screaming. The chains on his body through the lute bone were violently wrenched, pulling the lute bone that was about to break. There was blood filling his two shoulders. His expression was hideous and mindless.
But, Alex could not do anything about it.
“Alex, what‘s wrong with you? Hurry up and feed Uncle the antidote!” Cherry urged. She was unable to bear Alex’s expression of pain at this moment.
Alex, with red eyes, shook his head. “Do not give it to him!”
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