Volume 1: The Life of a Low-Ranking Soldier Chapter 22: Three Souls and Seven Spirits

  "Protect the young lady!" The vengeful spirits closed in, forming a semi-circle around her. The guard's eyes were bloodshot as he let out a loud roar and charged at the spirits. But in an instant, he was engulfed by the army of spirits, and only a few mournful cries could be heard before he was torn apart by a pack of "wolf-like" spirits.

  "Good fellow!" Guo Fei saw vaguely above and couldn't help but praise in a low voice.

  A group of ape-like undead charged towards the cliff, competing with each other in fear as they pulled dry vines to chase after the two.

  "Kǎo jiàn" dead spirit's pulling force made the withered vine thoroughly collapse, and the collapsing point was just below Zhao Xue's grasp of the withered vine. Zhao Ba, who was closely following behind Zhao Xue, let out a sharp cry as he was about to fall down. He quickly grasped Zhao Xue's ankle and held on tightly to her.

  "Brother, let go! Otherwise, neither of us will survive." Zhao Xue shouted in a hurry, her face revealing a panicked and urgent expression. With her physique, she didn't have the strength to climb up, and the withered vines were making continuous cracking sounds, swaying precariously, each sound like a death knell striking at the hearts of the two people.

  "Haha, this is sibling affection. It seems it's not that deep after all." Guo Fei smiled calmly in his heart.

  Zhao Ba didn't say a word and desperately grabbed onto Zhao Xue's ankle. Moreover, he used Zhao Xue's body as a bridge and climbed up with all his might.

  "Little brother, save me!" Zhao Xuechen cried out urgently to Guo Fei above. They were only four or five meters apart now, and it seemed like they were about to climb up the big rock. If they fell down now, all their previous efforts would be in vain.

  Zhao Ba was also extremely tense, if it were in normal times, this four or five meter distance, he could grab it with one jump, but now two days without eating anything, his strength was exhausted, relying solely on a will to survive driving him to climb up.

  "Crack!" The withered vine finally couldn't withstand the disturbance of the two people and snapped. Zhao Xue let out a sharp cry, and together with Zhao Ba, they were about to fall.

  "Whoosh!" Guo Fei's hands finally tied the clothes into a knot, and the connected strip instantly shot out, wrapping around Zhao Xue's chest. Zhao Xue grabbed the clothes with one hand and started climbing up fiercely.

  Zhao Ba grasped Zhao Xue's ankle tightly and shouted loudly, "Sister, save me!", he knew that Guo Fei had a grudge against him and was afraid that Guo would throw him down.

  Guo Fei lifted with one hand and instantly threw the two onto the protruding rock. The two lay on the ground panting for a moment before getting up.

  "Thanks!" Zhao Xue stretched her body and unconsciously moved away from Zhao Ba, getting closer to Guo Fei.

  "Ah!" She suddenly let out a loud cry as she approached Guo Fei.

  "Hehe. Princess, I really had no choice, to save you both, it had to be like this. My whole body has been seen by you, poor me is still a pure little boy! This time I've lost big time." Guo Fei said with an embarrassed smile. At this moment, Guo Fei was only wearing a small underpants, and in order to pull the two up, all his clothes were twisted into a rope.

  "Hurry up and put it on, don't catch a chill. We're all Taoist priests, no need to be shy!" Zhao Xue's face turned red as she sat up straight and replied calmly.

  "If the contract is perfectly harmonious, it can store a large amount of death energy, cultivate and cast many ghostly spells, and as its cultivation increases greatly, it can walk under sunlight and become an extremely formidable existence."

  For example, these undead are low-level souls that have possessed corpses to live, like the demonic beasts of the ghost realm; the skeleton soldiers are also low-level souls hidden in soul crystals, and they have evolved spiritual intelligence.

  These vengeful spirits yearn to kill the physical body, absorb the essence of life and the seven emotions, obtain fresh flesh to repair their bodies, and increase their cultivation. This is their instinctual evolution.

  "The Death Fog Sea appears every ten years, spreading a fog tide around it. The sea contains a large number of vengeful spirits, which absorb the life force of many humans and animals, taking their bodies to be reborn as low-level ghost tribe cultivators. The ghost tribe evolves from these dead spirits into high-level conscious vengeful spirits, refining them into high-ranking ghost soldiers."

  Zhao Xue wasn't a very good lecturer, and after some rambling explanations, Guo Fei finally understood some key points. For example, the Five Elements Body is determined by one's fate and soul, while the Dead Spirit is born from the low-level soul stealing the body. The Ghost Tribe cultivators are formed through the cultivation of the earth soul, and those who reach the Ghost Guard level or above can leave the Soul Crystal behind, allowing their soul to ride the dead energy and move about freely. Moreover, this world also has a large number of Yao Tribes, and possibly even Mo Tribes. What a complex world, Guo Fei was amazed.

  (Xiao Xi worked hard to write the book, revising each chapter twice, hoping for a good result. Writing books is a personal hobby, but the support of book friends is the author's lifeline. A click, a recommendation, a collection, even a comment, is a drop of happiness, is bliss, is the source of motivation.)