Published: March 8, 2025
Chapter 132: Past Life and Present Life [First Update!]
Chu Yang was bewildered and in pain, tugging at his hair with a pained expression on his face.
“Lord Sword Master, you can now enter the soul quenching spring,” the Sword Spirit’s voice came through.
“How do I enter?” Chu Yang replied absentmindedly.
“All you need to do is enter a state of sleep, then I can send your spiritual soul into the soul quenching spring,” the Sword Spirit said. “However, with your current spiritual soul, you can probably only soak for three days at a time, for a total of one month. This will help stabilize your spiritual soul at a basic level; if you want to progress further, you’ll need to reach lord-level cultivation first, and then solidify it again.”
“Oh... I see.”
Chu Yang acknowledged and lay down in the space.
Not only did he want to soak in the soul quenching spring, but he also wanted to ask the Sword Spirit about the issue he was most concerned about. So, even though he knew that Meng Chaoran and Tan Tan were definitely waiting anxiously outside, he still lay down.
In a daze, Chu Yang felt himself spinning, as if he were being pulled out of his own body, and he felt an inexplicable lightness.
Soon, he found himself in the nine calamity space. He had another body, but this one was faint and weak, as if it could be blown away with a single breath.
Compared to the Sword Spirit’s body, which was almost indistinguishable from an ordinary person, his own was lacking by countless times.
He saw that beside the pool where the Sword Spirit's body was soaking, there was another pool of the same size, filled with swirling mist and exuding a mesmerizing color, as if he had entered a dream.
The Sword Spirit was signaling for Chu Yang to lie down in that pool.
With a thought, Chu Yang felt himself lifting off the ground, slowly floating toward the soul quenching pool. He stopped above the pool and then gently descended, slowly making contact with the mist-like spring water. He felt a thick, sticky sensation around his spiritual soul, and a sharp pain pierced deep into his spiritual soul.
In an instant, this pain enveloped his entire body!
Soon, every part of his body hurt, and Chu Yang nearly couldn’t bear it and wanted to jump up; but he couldn’t, as his body, although slowly, was resolutely sinking into the soul quenching pool, only bouncing back up after hitting the bottom where the Mysterious Jade Ice Crystal was, floating in the center of the pool.
The pain intensified throughout his body, as if the spring water had triggered countless past injuries, making him relive every hurt he had ever encountered throughout his life, from his past life to the present!
Chu Yang felt himself rolling in the water in agony, unable to call out, feeling as if his entire being was being burned away, only to be reassembled again. It felt like something was growing, and yet something else was disappearing.
All Chu Yang could do was tightly shut his mouth, refusing to cry out. No matter how much pain he felt, could it be worse than watching his spirit shatter before his eyes? Could it be worse than losing Mo Qingwu in his past life...?
Chu Yang remained silent!
Let it hurt! If you can, then kill me with pain! If you can’t, I will endure it!
Push through!
Endure it!
......
This extreme pain continued for half an hour before it slightly diminished. During that half hour, it felt as if Chu Yang had endured hundreds of rounds of torture! And it was all while fully conscious!
But he had held on tightly!
Chu Yang took this pain as a challenge for himself! If he couldn’t even conquer his own sense of pain, then who could he conquer? He had to win!
“This is the pain of the spiritual soul. Your willpower is indeed astounding; such pain, even an immortal’s spiritual soul could not endure! It’s unexpected that you managed to bear it all without uttering a sound,” the Sword Spirit’s voice reached his ears.
Chu Yang wanted to smile, but soon realized that even in his spiritual soul state, he had endured the pain to the point where his entire face was stiffened; not only could he not smile, but he couldn’t even speak. His tongue felt stiff as well.