Mortal Mage

"Hey, done."

Hua Yu held a crystal clear light blue soul lamp bottle in her hand. Two yellow flames were burning and dancing in the bottle. She held the bottle in front of her face and said, "Sister, these two children are crying and looking for Grandpa."

Soul summoning can preserve the soul of the deceased, but it will waste a top-grade spiritual tool. Moreover, soul summoning can only be done by asking. If the other party does not say anything, there is nothing you can do. When facing people with lower cultivation than yourself, or just want to know something, there is no need to waste a top-grade magic tool to summon souls.

Soul searching is to directly peek into all the memories of the deceased, saving a lot of trouble.

"Ask them who locked them in the dark room."

Shi Manman closed her eyes and sorted out the spiritual energy in her body, and gave instructions to Hua Yu with a slightly panting voice.

"Oh."

Hua Yuman responded reluctantly, held the soul lamp bottle in front of her face, and began to transmit a message into the bottle; "Hey, you two little brats, stop crying. Who locked you two in the dark room?"

She held the bottle in both hands and put it to her ears, then responded to Shi Manman, "They said that they were reciting "The Immortal Training" to the master in the room, then they fell asleep, and when they woke up they were in the bottle."

Hua Yu was slightly stunned, and turned to look at Zhang Mingxuan in surprise; "Master, these two children said that you are their master?"

Shi Manman suddenly opened her eyes and stared at Zhang Mingxuan. "You can kneel three times as a teacher and offer the tea."

Zhang Mingxuan looked a little dazed. He didn't understand why Shi Manman suddenly asked him this question. After thinking about it, he nodded at Shi Manman.

"Who are you!"

Shi Manman's tone was stern, and her spiritual sense was peering into Zhang Mingxuan's internal organs. At the same time, a trace of ferocity appeared on her haggard face, as if she was enduring severe pain in her body.

"Zhang Mingxuan."

"You are a mortal? What is your spiritual root?"

"Waste Spiritual Root"

Zhang Mingxuan took half a step back and looked at Hua Yu for help.

He had helped a Jindan-stage cultivator, and the other party was the great steward of Xianyuan Sect, so he couldn't kill him for no reason. At this moment, he regretted very much having accepted the child with earth and wood spiritual roots as his disciple.

"Those few useless spiritual roots?"

"Twelve Elements of Mixed Spiritual Roots"

"Practice with me quickly!"

"what?"

Zhang Mingxuan's eyes suddenly widened, and he really didn't understand when he had provoked this sister.

"The spiritual power in my body is in chaos and difficult to resolve. Your twelve spiritual roots can help me straighten out the spiritual power in my body. I can help you practice quickly. This is your great opportunity, and you have no choice!"

The pressure of a mid-stage Jindan radiated from Shi Manman's body, filling the room. She stared at Zhang Mingxuan sternly, and said in an unquestionable tone, "No matter why these children with earth and wood spiritual roots choose you as their master, they are bound by the laws of heaven. You are their master, don't you want to save them!"

"what?"

Zhang Mingxuan instantly lost his usual calmness and indifference. His eyes widened suddenly and his body involuntarily took a step back, trying to find some support, but he had nowhere to rely on.

The inexplicable pressure and indescribable fear surged up from the bottom of his heart, almost making his body tremble and making it difficult for him to breathe.

"Fairy, I have useless spiritual roots and am a mortal. I am afraid that I am not qualified for dual cultivation... I am only the honorary master of these two children. If I can save them, I will definitely do my best. If you are short of spiritual stones, I can give them to you."

"Stop talking nonsense."

Shi Manman's eyes were cold and her tone was majestic as she explained to Zhang Mingxuan, "Once the master-disciple relationship is complete, you will be bound by the laws of heaven. Cause and effect are already determined. The master has the rules to teach and the disciple has the reality to inherit. If the master does not become an immortal and the disciple dies first, it will harm your fate. These two earthen children are pure spiritual roots that are rare in a thousand years, and you are their master. If they die, your fate will be greatly damaged. At the very least, you will have no hope of ascending to heaven, and at worst, you will fall into the path of evil. Don't you really want to become an immortal?"

Zhang Mingxuan's face was as pale as paper. He looked at Hua Yu, his lips trembling slightly. "My beloved disciple, huh?"

"Good Master..."

Hua Yu tightly grasped the Soul Lamp Jade Screen in her hand, and frowned involuntarily, with an awkward expression; "The disciple inherits the master's legacy. If the master dies, the disciple will die. Your fate will indeed be affected..."

"What about the master when the apprentice dies?"

"That's fine..."

Hua Yu sniffed lightly, her face flushed, and she said no more.

"Miss, please take a break from the fox in the corner for now."

Tiny beads of sweat appeared on Shi Manman's forehead. She supported herself by tremblingly holding the jade sword in her hand.

"How to avoid it? Here, look."

Hua Yu pouted, looking quite reluctant. "It's just a small room."

"Turn around, close your eyes and practice."

Shi Manman clutched the jade sword in one hand and covered her lower abdomen with the other, and walked towards Zhang Mingxuan with a painful expression. "You and I, Shi Manman, will practice dual cultivation together. This is a great opportunity for you. My Xianyuan Sect will not treat you unfairly."

"Don't, fairy."

Zhang Mingxuan looked at the hand that Shi Manman stretched out to him, with such delicate skin and such slender fingers. At this moment, his body was extremely tense.

He wanted to take another half step back, but found that he was already at a corner, so he looked at Hua Yu for help.

Hua Yu curled her lips, pinched Haofen's ears and turned to face the wall.

Zhang Mingxuan's body trembled suddenly, and Shi Manman's hand touched his hand.

Even if a Jindan stage cultivator is seriously injured, killing him is easier than crushing an ant.

He looked at Shi Manman's haggard face, and his heart towards Hua Yu had turned cold.

Shi Manman was wearing very thin clothes. As a Jindan stage cultivator, she didn't need too many clothes.

Her stern face flushed, and her dignified eyes showed some panic; "Don't look at me like that, it's just dual cultivation, don't think too much."

Zhang Mingxuan lowered his head and could only watch the lines on the white hands floating in front of his eyes. He tried to escape the reality of it all, but there was no way to escape. His whole body trembled involuntarily, and a huge fear and anxiety surged in his heart.

He completely lost control of the situation.