Chapter 1: The Demon Star Xiao Chen

  In a void of nothingness amidst chaos.

  A soul's consciousness woke up.

  A wave of intermittent consciousness was transmitted...

  "Ah, how infuriating! The Vatican's bunch of blond-haired brats and Italy's Black Hand Society families, those motley bats, secretly plotted against your family's Xiao YeYe. Hmph, wasn't it just a matter of using the 'Divine Whip' to knock against the Western sacred objects, the 'Sceptre of Light' and the 'Holy Grail'? Ugh... those birds' sacred objects are not worth knocking against! That bunch of motley bats, I'm thirsty, so I drank a can of your ancestors' precious blood. Alas, it's not even good to drink... Thirteen princes joined forces to hunt me down, and the Earth ran in circles for several rounds... The most detestable ones are still those Kunlun Sect cow-nosed people... Little YeYe just borrowed your 'Divine Whip' to play with for a few days, and incidentally ate a few of your Supreme Jade Liquid Great Returning Pills. Even if I were to casually refine one in the Lao Jun furnace, it would be better than this! Why not ask your Supreme Old Master for a few good ones? You've been treasuring them for thousands of years, aren't you afraid they'll get moldy?! Ugh... it's just an internal conflict among our Huaxia people, yet you colluded with those blond-haired brats and motley bats to set up the Primordial Heaven's Thunderbolt Array to destroy me..."

  In the darkness, "he" was still full of resentment.

  "You stinky cow noses, indeed have the style of your ancestor's second old master, like to gang up and beat one person, now I'm so hurt that my soul is injured, can't be healed, void black hole torn apart, exiled to the outside realm, can't even enter the six paths of reincarnation."

  "Haha, but I'm not at a loss either. The ancient sealed divine object 'Divine Whip' unexpectedly helped me maintain my soul and prevent it from being destroyed by the heavenly thunder, keeping me barely alive. Now even if I want to die, I won't be able to, you stinky cow noses, just wait and see."

  All I saw was a tiny black rod, as thin as a hair, floating in the depths of his soul.

  Floating, floating, floating...

  Suddenly, a strange four-colored vortex appeared.

  A strong suction force is coming.

  "Ah, don't..."

  Boom...

  Like a stone falling into water, this consciousness thoroughly "disappeared" in the void.

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  On the edge of a swamp, a black-haired youth lay unconscious beside a bush.

  His eyes were tightly closed, his face was as pale as gold paper. A dark wooden staff had fallen to the ground beside him. His left leg was a deep purple color and was severely swollen. On his left ankle, there were four small holes from which black blood was flowing out.

  It seems like he's taking in more air than he's letting out, a fatal situation indeed.

  Suddenly, above the black-haired youth, a surge of yuanqi stirred in the sky.

  All sorts of elements rioted, and a four-colored vortex suddenly emerged.

  A white light suddenly burst out and plunged into the black-haired boy's body.

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  In a vast expanse of gray nothingness.

  A burst of white light rushed in.

  "What's going on? What happened?"

  That white light ball jumped and bounded, sometimes faintly revealing a human face, and then dispersing, it recklessly flew about in the gray chaos.

  "You... you, are you human or ghost?" Suddenly, a trembling, fearful voice came intermittently.

  "Ah." The white light ball suddenly stopped.

  Soon, it found that in this void chaos, there was still a light ball, but the light ball was pale black, almost transparent, and was trembling, as if it was about to dissipate.

  "Ah, I remember now. This is the Sea of Recognition..." The white light ball jumped up and down a few times, suddenly enlightened, and in an instant, he flashed before the pale black light ball.

  The dark light ball seemed to be startled by something, and it suddenly retreated backwards, as if it had lost all its strength, shaking violently. In a few moments, the light seemed to have weakened and dimmed even more, on the verge of disappearing at any moment.

  A surge of terror, fear and sorrowful emotions came from the pale black light ball, causing the white light ball to pause in surprise. How can this person be so timid and weak?

  He slightly nodded his head and said: "It seems that I have intruded into your mind. Don't be afraid, I won't snatch your abode."

  Joke, Young Master has more routes to choose from. Although his physical body was destroyed by the Kunlun Sect's Yuan Shi Tian Gang Lei Da Array, his divine soul is also severely injured, but with the protection of "Da Shen Bian", he can repair and disperse the immortal, ghost fairy, or find heavenly materials and earthly treasures to rebuild his physical body. Taking over someone else's body is not a good strategy unless you encounter a very suitable one.

  That pale black light sphere was still in a state of terror and didn't even hear what it said.

  The white light sphere also didn't bother saying anything else, and with a sudden burst of energy, it was about to leave this physical body.

  Boom!

  As if it had been knocked against an invisible wall, the white light ball rolled back with a rumbling sound.

  "What the...? How can this be? I'm stuck and can't get out..."

  It rushed out again.

  Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

  Every time I was knocked back.

  Finally... the white light ball could only give up, and floated to the front of the pale black light ball, dryly laughing twice, saying: "Brother, I'm not going out for now, temporarily..."

  "Thanks"

  He didn't notice it just now, but suddenly realized that this spirit had already reached the end of its oil and lamp, and was clearly a dying person.

  "Brother, you~~~~"

  That pale black light sphere, previously, although it couldn't understand words like "recognition sea" and "snatch house", also sensed that this intruder in its own brain seemed to have no malicious intent.

  Then he thought of his current situation.

  Can't help but feel desolate and bleak, when one is already on the verge of death, what's there to fear about "ghosts".

  "This... ghost... big brother, am I going to die?"

  The white light sphere was silent, and the other party's divine soul had apparently dissipated. The divine soul of an ordinary person is the most fragile, once severely injured, unless there are a few rare spiritual medicines in the world that can restore it. He himself is now only a wisp of divine soul, and it is extremely damaged, his cultivation has greatly decreased, and he is trapped here, even if he wants to help the other party, it is helpless.

  He didn't know why, but the other person gave him a vaguely familiar feeling, and it seemed to produce some melancholy from the depths of his soul. The white light ball was originally an evil spirit, known as "Yao Xing" in the cultivation world, doing things as he pleased, never having any sympathy, nor did he understand why he would produce such emotions.

  Having obtained the white light sphere's default, the pale black light sphere trembled slightly, seemingly in fear, but soon seemed to have completely calmed down. The white light sphere even felt a sense of relief in his divine soul.

  "Aren't you... afraid of death?"

  The white light sphere had previously thought that this person was timid and weak, but unexpectedly faced death with such calmness, which made him a bit curious.

  "I'm afraid... it's just that compared to death, living like this is also meaningless."

  The faint black light ball seemed to have fallen into memories, and his thoughts also became painful.

  Intermittent thoughts came to me: "I was born a failure... My father is a count of the Purple Dragon Kingdom, originally our ancestors were just commoners. Father relied on himself, rose from a low-ranking soldier to become the commander of the Black Kill Army in just ten years, and was even granted the title of count, it's simply a legend. Whenever people mention my father, who in the kingdom doesn't praise him? Even the king himself bestowed a gold plaque, calling my father "Magnificent Dragon, Heaven-startling Sword". Compared to my father, I have a weak personality. Since childhood, I haven't liked military affairs, only loving art, painting, music, carving... these are my favorites. My goal is to become a great bard like Gothenburg. If I were born into an ordinary family, perhaps I could live happily, spending my life wandering in the ocean of art. However, I was born into a military family, my father is the kingdom's eagle, he only has me as his son, hoping that I will inherit his will...

  In order not to disappoint my father, I tried hard to practice sword fighting, but no matter how hard I tried, I just couldn't get it right. I even faint at the sight of blood... Father, in order to train my courage, took me onto a battlefield once, do you know what happened to me? I was so scared that I peed my pants..."

  At this point, the pale black light ball seemed to be shaking with excitement, and its thoughts were even more intermittent.

  "The whole kingdom is laughing at me, laughing at my father, he's a majestic eagle, but gave birth to a chicken that pees in its pants."

  "I... saw my father... looking at me, disappointed, heartbroken, and cold... I'm not resigned to it... Not resigned to it, since martial arts didn't work out... there's still magic. I came to the Celestial Academy, I want to learn magic, but I'm already quite old, missed the best time for learning, and my talent is just ordinary. No matter how hard I try to catch up, my strength is still at the bottom of my grade... Can't even break through as a one-star mage. I'm not resigned to it... Not resigned to it... I heard that in the "Black Blood Swamp" there's a rare plant called "Purple Spot Blood Mushroom" that can greatly increase spiritual power and enhance meditation ability. I signed up for the Celestial Academy's deadliest trial, the "Black Blood Swamp" trial, with an 80% mortality rate. I must obtain the "Purple Spot Blood Mushroom" and become a true mage, no longer disappointing my father... Heh heh... Didn't expect to fail... Perhaps it was expected from the start... After all... this is the "Black Blood Swamp" trial with an 80% mortality rate... Anyway... A useless person like me might as well be dead... Dead..."

  Will, weaker and weaker...

  "Ghost... big brother, am I useless? Am I a waste?"

  The white light sphere remained silent, receiving the thoughts of the pale black light sphere, and said faintly.

  "You are not a waste, the world is vast, people's fate is different, you have tried hard, struggled hard, although failed in the end, but your courage is stronger than most people who live a dull and idle life."

  "I am not trash!"

  "I am not trash!"

  A dark light ball suddenly lit up, as if it had caught fire... The white light ball knew that this was just its reflection.

  "I never thought that I, Xiao Chen, would fail for a lifetime. Haha, finally someone acknowledges me, acknowledges me... Ghost... Big Brother, thank you!"

  Peng

  A dark light sphere that had been burning like a flame suddenly shook, dispersing into thin strands of faint light, drifting unconsciously in the sea of consciousness...

  The void is silent once more.

  After a long time.

  "Hey...... Xiao Chen, you're also called Xiao Chen..."

  In the void, a white light ball suddenly appeared in a self-deprecating manner.

  "I thought Xiao Chen was a villain all his life, disregarding heaven and earth, doing things as he pleased, yet in the end, he still had an outburst of sympathy and said something so cheesy..."

  "My fate is in my own hands, not in heaven's. Even if I die, I'd still want to return to Kunlun and stir up a storm that would shake the heavens and make no one peaceful..."

  "You've given up... thinking death is liberation..."

  Those scattered pale black streams of light quivered, as if beckoned by something, and converged thread by thread, swirling around the white light sphere like fish, finally merging into the white light sphere...

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  On the edge of the swamp, a frail black-haired youth trembled slightly.

  Her eyes opened slightly, and a hint of sharp light flashed through them.