Lethal Stunner: Kicking Off with Five Beast Husbands
Chapter 250 Dark Soul Self-Destructed

Chapter 250: Chapter 250 Dark Soul Self-Destructed

Dual Soul People?

Lou Yan Zhi fell silent.

After a moment, he said, "If you want the Dark Soul to emerge, you should look for the Bright Soul."

"Can’t both souls coexist at the same time?" Xiao Jinsheng asked.

"Not for now." Lou Yan Zhi replied with a smile, "In essence, a Dual Soul Person is still one person."

"Unless the other soul can cultivate a physical form on its own," he said. "At least, that’s how it works in the Cultivation World."

"In the Interstellar World, Dual Soul People have never successfully separated; the two souls always share the same body."

"So, if one wants to cultivate, in what direction should they focus?" Xiao Jinsheng asked.

"Spiritual power," Lou Yan Zhi answered, "but it’s not the same method of cultivation I taught you."

"The method I taught you is a customized, refined approach," he explained.

As he said this, Lou Yan Zhi shot a glance at Caicai and grumbled, "I design a personalized system for each person’s unique situation. Charging a million for it isn’t unreasonable."

"But your foundation was built off the Cultivation Secret Manual I gave you, so you’re just a profiteering middleman," Caicai retorted, standing akimbo.

Its small bean-like eyes darted around, a scheme forming in its mind: "Unless you pay me original copyright fees, just use the points I owe you to clear it."

"Have you focused all your scheming energy on me?" Lou Yan Zhi shot back.

He thought about it and eventually agreed to Caicai’s condition anyway.

Better that than having it... ahem...

Better that than having it sabotage his future deals with others.

"A million bottles of Twenty-Star Healing Potions, is that right?" Yu Yunxiao suddenly interjected.

When Xiao Jinsheng shot him a puzzled look, Yu Yunxiao crossed his arms and snorted, "How the control of this body is divided is a matter between me and the Dark Soul."

"Don’t take on responsibilities that aren’t yours."

If cultivating spiritual power could help the Dark Soul form a physical body,

then the resources needed to exchange for cultivation manuals should come from him as well.

Sharing a body with such a pitiful Dark Soul wasn’t what he’d call being at ease either.

But to give up control of this body? Yu Yunxiao was even less willing.

"A million bottles of Twenty-Star Healing Potions—are you sure?" Lou Yan Zhi confirmed. "One million."

"Fine, as long as I live to reach Twenty-Star," Yu Yunxiao replied with a sly grin.

Lou Yan Zhi’s smile froze on his face.

This cat, usually so transparent with its every thought and incapable of scheming, had gotten smarter, hadn’t it?

Only Que Zelian remained composed, sipping tea nearby.

Lou Yan Zhi stood up and straightened his expression. "Fine, think of it as making friends while we’re out in the world."

All of them were quite talented individuals.

If he dragged them all to the Thirteen Districts, once they matured, wouldn’t the Thirteen Districts be able to take down anyone they wanted?

The thought had just surfaced when Lou Yan Zhi quickly dismissed it.

It seemed that being constantly electroshocked to maintain his persona had scrambled his brain.

He no longer needed to maintain the persona of Long Aotian.

Why care about the Thirteen Districts anymore?

Freedom—that was the ultimate goal.

Through the trade, Yu Yunxiao secured a spiritual power manual suitable for Ying’s cultivation and handed it to Xiao Jinsheng.

"The final step requires your effort,"

he said, tilting his chin slightly upward. "This is a conflict between me and the Dark Soul. You’re helping me address it because we’re married."

"I got it," Xiao Jinsheng replied with a smile.

She reached out, lightly scratching Yu Yunxiao’s tilted chin with her fingertip. "I also know you’re the kindest, best little cat."

"Hmph, of course I am," Yu Yunxiao answered arrogantly.

Big issues like this should be dealt with promptly.

With the spiritual power manual in hand, Xiao Jinsheng once again dove into her inner mind.

She found that ever since she started using the cultivation manual Lou Yan Zhi had taught her, entering Hei Bai’s spiritual world had become particularly easy.

But this time, upon entering, she didn’t see any sign of Ying.

The unique dangers of this black-and-white world didn’t attack during the ten or so minutes she roamed there, either.

Xiao Jinsheng frowned in confusion.

For some reason, her heart began pounding wildly.

There was an inexplicable sense of foreboding in the depths of her mind.

Just as she tried to use her superpower to locate Ying,

the darkness that enveloped the spiritual world’s edges began to fade, leaving only a grayish-white expanse.

Everywhere she looked, the environment was shrouded in a hazy gray.

It felt empty and desolate.

Black snowflakes drifted down slowly from above.

Sniffing slightly, Xiao Jinsheng detected a faint scent of blood coming from the black snowflakes that clung to her skin.

Yet no matter what superpower she tried using, she couldn’t find Ying.

Even the Mutant Beasts, so fond of ambush tactics, were nowhere to be seen.

Her anxiety grew stronger with each passing moment.

After exhausting all her methods to no avail,

she quickly exited the spiritual world to seek help from the others.

"I can’t find Ying." Xiao Jinsheng voiced her concern, recounting everything she’d seen to Lou Yan Zhi and the others.

Lou Yan Zhi’s face turned grim, and he said bluntly, "He self-destructed."

"What?!" Xiao Jinsheng exclaimed in shock.

"For Dual Soul People, if the Bright Soul dies, the Dark Soul perishes as well,"

"but if the Dark Soul dies, the Bright Soul remains unaffected."

"As a Dark Soul, he managed to survive in such an environment for over a decade. Self-destruction shouldn’t have been his choice."

"Is there any way to save him?" Yu Yunxiao asked urgently. "Could my healing power work?"

"Depends on the extent of his self-destruction. If he hasn’t completely disappeared yet, you can enter a state of slumber and let him take over. That might save him," Lou Yan Zhi explained.

He glanced at the anxious faces of Xiao Jinsheng and Yu Yunxiao and added a caution, "But if your slumber fails to bring him out, it means he’s already gone for good."

An untrained soul is fragile to begin with.

"I’ll go into slumber now," Yu Yunxiao declared without hesitation.

Reaching out to clasp Xiao Jinsheng’s wrist, he sought to reassure her. "Don’t panic. First, replicate the healing superpower. Once I’m asleep and he’s in control, you can treat him directly."

As for Ying’s self-destruction,

as the Bright Soul, Yu Yunxiao could roughly guess why.

If it were he who had been born a Dark Soul, conscious only of darkness from the very beginning,

struggling to survive in a perilous environment,

rejoicing with each narrow escape just because he’d lived another day,

all of it would only ever exist within the pure void of darkness, never touching light.

Seeing another self in a different world—a self far happier, even living a life that was merely "normal"—

if it were him, he wouldn’t be able to endure it either.

Yu Yunxiao moved swiftly. After giving Xiao Jinsheng instructions, he slipped into sleep.

Xiao Jinsheng watched his breathing turn from steady to erratic.

Both Lou Yan Zhi and Caicai chimed in at the same time, "The Dark Soul is still there."

But in his current state—more outflowing breath than incoming—the situation was dire.

Fortunately, Xiao Jinsheng had been ready, enveloping him in her soothing healing power.

The curved knife formed from Ying’s Shadow Dark Superpower had slain countless Fog Corpses and Mutant Beasts,

yet it had never turned its edge toward its wielder.

Until now.

This time, the once-enemy-facing blade angled toward its owner.

Ying apathetically watched as the blade sliced through his flesh, just as easily as it had cut through Mutant Beasts.

For the first time, he felt nothing—not pain, only an endless cold.

It was as though he had never truly existed, never truly been alive.

Ying stared at the blood flowing from his body, the one vivid color in this black-and-white world.

But in the end, even the blood succumbed to the influence of this world, turning dark and cold as it enveloped him.

Until a golden speck of warm light flew to his face, nudging him awake.

Annoyed, Ying frowned, unwilling to open his eyes.

Yet he seemed to hear a familiar voice calling out to him.

It sounded just like Xiao Jinsheng’s voice.

At first, he thought it was a hallucination.

But the voice grew closer and clearer.

Startled, he snapped his eyes open and found himself face-to-face with a pair of familiar brown eyes looking directly at him.