Let Me Explain, Fairy
Chapter 502 - 327: The Fall

Chapter 502: Chapter 327: The Fall

As the voice ceased, Xu Yuan reflexively looked towards Luo Xiran.

He was somewhat curious about what method she might use to detect any traps that Chi Su might have left behind.

Although Luo Xiran was a Saint ten thousand years ago, now, apart from having the memories and experiences of a Saint, she didn’t even have a real body.

And compared to Yuchu, the enchanting spirit of the Divine Tree from before, Luo Xiran could only be considered a vessel spirit, using the Black Death Mycelial Mat by borrowing the properties of the Blood Divine Stone.

One was the spirit of a living being, and the other was the spirit of an inanimate object, fundamentally different from Yuchu who could use the Dao Domain.

As for her current body?

The principle was basically the same as when ’Qi’ transformed into the likeness of Li Qingyan.

Only that one body’s structure was made of the flesh and blood of an Origin Ghost, and the other from the mycelial mat that accompanies an Origin Ghost.

As a former Mortal Transcendence Origin Ghost, Xu Yuan was all too familiar with the Black Death Mycelial Mat.

It was merely a byproduct associated with Origin Ghosts, a remnant used to enhance an Origin Ghost’s physical body, and a ’power bank’ for replenishing an Origin Ghost’s Life Origin.

Without a will-spirit, without Origin Qi, without Interspatial Sensitivity, only Life Origin existed; and Life Origin required the body of an Origin Ghost as a medium for its use.

With such a body constructed from mycelial mat, how would Luo Xiran investigate the corpse of a Saint?

As Xu Yuan pondered, Luo Xiran moved.

Without any fanciness, Luo Xiran simply leapt forward and landed next to Chi Su’s headless corpse, then placed her hand on his chest.

Under the distant gaze of Xu Yuan and Li Qingyan, the mycelial mat, fine as silk, gradually wrapped around Chi Su’s burly headless body.

The highest-end detection methods often only require the most unadorned touch of the flesh.

A few breaths later, the ’silk’ that had been wrapping around Chi Su’s body dried up rapidly without warning, as if its vitality had been drained away.

Seeing this, Luo Xiran’s eyes did not show surprise.

Even in death, the residual prestige of a Saint was fatal to something like the mycelial mat, let alone to directly invade it.

Glancing at the two by the edge of the pit, Luo Xiran’s voice carried over:

"Your Highness, there are no traces left within the Barbarian King’s Saintly body, no dangers."

"Thank you, Senior."

Li Qingyan responded respectfully, then glanced towards Xu Yuan and asked,

"Do you... want to come over too?"

"Me, go over there?"

Xu Yuan opened his mouth, his expression somewhat surprised.

Even standing at the edge of the pit nearly a mile away from the Barbarian King’s corpse, he already felt an oppressive and suffocating discomfort.

In plain terms, this was the pressure of a Saint.

Essentially, this was the Sacred Origin within Chi Su’s Saintly body spreading uncontrolled and rampantly after his fall.

Forcing awe directly into one’s heart.

Even if his Soul Condensation was extraordinary, it was still just Soul Condensation; getting any closer would likely crush him.

Li Qingyan chuckled lightly:

"Don’t worry, I will protect you."

As she spoke, her red garments fluttered, and the oppressive gloom dissipated instantly.

Xu Yuan, sensing the Qi surrounding him, asked:

"Why do you insist on taking me with you?"

Li Qingyan, looking at Chi Su’s corpse, replied softly,

"The Barbarian King was felled by both of us, the spoils should be evenly shared with you."

Xu Yuan’s eyes flickered before he let out a wry chuckle, his tone laced with a hint of teasing:

"Are you concerned that I might harbor discontent?"

"I simply do not wish to owe you anything."

"A mountain of debt is not oppressive, since you already owe me so much..."

"The Six Paths of Reincarnation Technique is costly, now it is you who owes me."

"....." Xu Yuan.

"Tsk... fretting over every detail."

"Humph..."

Li Qingyan’s red lips curved into a smile as she glanced at him sidelong, "If you’re unwilling to go over there, then forget it. Just don’t doubt that this palace might hide your share."

Xu Yuan cleared his throat:

"Cough, let’s get this straight, I don’t mistrust you."

"Morality."

Li Qingyan rolled her eyes at him and then took Xu Yuan in a deep leap, landing beside the corpse of Chi Su.

As he drew near, Xu Yuan immediately furrowed his brows.

Due to his cultivation level, he previously couldn’t see clearly from a distance, but now upon closer inspection, he discovered that the corpse of Chi Su, despite being a Saint, had started to decay....

Ancient texts recorded that a Saint’s body could remain incorrupt for a thousand years, yet now it had been only a few days?

Xu Yuan subconsciously looked towards Luo Xiran:

"Xiran, what is this?"

Luo Xiran stood beside the corpse, staring at the decaying body, her voice very light:

"His contingency."

Xu Yuan pondered for a moment and suddenly remembered the evil secret technique that could turn corpses into controlled puppets, speaking softly:

"Right, the Barbarian King’s body, being that of a martial arts Saint, is exceptionally strong. Once we use a special method to refine it into a corpse puppet..."

"Not that."

"Ah?"

"I said it’s not that."

Luo Xiran turned back to Xu Yuan, gently shaking her head:

"When a whale falls, myriad creatures thrive. Before the Barbarian King died, he didn’t leave any other lethal contingencies; instead, he chose to scatter all his Sacred Origin across this land."

Li Qingyan’s brows slightly furrowed as she spoke softly:

"I once saw this method in an ancient text. During the time when Sects ruled the world, many Saints at the end of their life spans, upon transcendence, would dissipate their cultivation into the Sect’s Secret Realm to nourish all living things, in return for nurturing the Sect they served all their life."

Having said this, she looked towards Luo Xiran:

"Senior, is this what you mean?"

"Yes."

Luo Xiran nodded, looking at the dilapidated Barbarian Tribe Holy City:

"The power of a Saint cannot completely change the Extreme Black Lands, but at least... it can bring a glimmer of hope to this place."

"...."

Li Qingyan slowly turned back to look at the blackened corpse on the ground that had decayed beyond recognition.

The outer skin was gone, the spikes no longer present, and the once robust and sturdy body was now pitted and hollowed. Only the golden blood of a Saint still showed a faint remaining charm within it.

After watching for a few moments,

Li Qingyan sighed lengthily, her voice rustling like a whisper,

"Even in death, you still wish to pave the way for your people, huh... This too can be considered a fulfillment of your lifelong ideals."

Listening to the women converse, Xu Yuan mostly understood the current situation and said:

"It’s a shame, Chi Su was a pretty good king, for his subjects."

A hint of a smile crossed Li Qingyan’s eyes as she spoke softly, "Indeed, it’s regrettable."

From Chi Su’s standpoint, even Li Qingyan would find it hard to say that she could have done better than him

because the strength of the Barbarian Tribes and Dayan weren’t on the same level.

On this gambling table where the winner takes all, Chi Su had bet all his chips, yet still couldn’t close the chasm in power.

As they spoke,

Li Qingyan’s dark pupils surged with a blazing flame, a wisp of fire beginning to coil around her slender fingers.

It was as if the fire capable of burning away all Dao Charm brightened everything around it.

Feeling this heat, Xu Yuan paused for a moment:

"What are you doing?"

Li Qingyan turned her eyes back, her gaze calm:

"This is my final respect for him."

With her words silent, the Dao Charm fire drifts down.