Faceted Jade a.k.a Carven Jade [ENG Translation]

CHAPTER 55

The moment the ghost devoured Fu Changling, his vision slowly went dark, yet he didn't lose consciousness. He hadn't been in the darkness long when he heard a rumbling sound from nearby, which was then interspersed with cries, curses, and screams.

His vision began to clear, and he found himself walking on a main road, which was about ten zhàng wide, with pairs of torches spaced every three zhàng on either side to illuminate the path. Above the torches, there would be a cultivator riding with a sword, casting a cold gaze at the people on the main road.

This main road was wide and long, but it was nevertheless crowded with people. These were ordinary folks who, forced by the cultivators, were advancing slowly.

Fu Changling was momentarily stunned before immediately realizing where this was.

If he voluntarily crossed a wronged soul over, then he should now be in that soul's memories, going through what the soul had gone through.

However, he had no idea which soul's memory it was, whether Qin Yan was in this memory setting, and even more so, whether Qin Yan in this memory illusion still retained his same usual appearance or any of his past recollections.

It's just that he didn't know which soul's memory it was, and he didn't realize how slightly panicked he was because of it. But he quickly calmed down. He first examined his body and was surprised to find that his spiritual power had now been restored.

He was unable to detect how many levels he had recovered at the moment, presumably because now he was in a memory, but in fact his divine soul was present. Naturally, his divine soul's cultivation had nothing to do with his actual cultivation.

Based on this assumption, when he completely recovered his power, in this illusionary realm, he should also be at the Tribulation Transcendence cultivation level.

After giving it some thought, he took out the jade pendant that Qin Yan had given him. Qin Yan's blood essence was preserved in this jade pendant. He quickly scribbled a seeker spell, and the jade pendant actually lit up.

His heart instantly filled with joy when he saw the jade pendant light up, proving that Qin Yan was still at least in the same space as him right now.

He rode his sword straight up and rushed towards the direction that the jade pendant had pointed him in. His actions instantly startled the people around, and a cultivator yelled, "Who is it?"

Fu Changling refused to respond and headed straight all the way in the direction of the high mountain. The cultivators immediately transmitted messages to each other and pursued Fu Changling.

As soon as the cultivators left, the crowd descended into chaos. Everyone scurried ahead and fled towards the nearby dense forest, while Fu Changling rushed and dodged the magic arts of the cultivators behind him. At the same time, he also had to keep an eye on the people fleeing and scattering on the ground in order to spot that familiar figure among them.

More and more cultivators surrounded him, and near the end of the main road, he finally located that person.

The person wore plain white robes, and his ink-black hair was half-tied back with an azure hairband. With a lantern in his hand, he headed for the high mountain amidst the panic-stricken crowd, traveling with determination and ease.

He had a gentle, serene expression on his face, and every stride he took was as if he were on the path of martyrdom, making him appear out of place in the frantic mass around him.

At the sight of him from afar, Fu Changling's eyes instantly twinkled. He sped up toward the person riding with his sword and yelled from a distance, "Qin Yan!"