"Oh? What did he say?"
Han Ning pointed toward the lounge ahead, gesturing for Luo Chen to join him.
"He wants me to help him find a suitable body."
Luo Chen said as they walked, a strange expression on his face,
"His mental state doesn’t seem quite right. I feel like he’s sometimes insane, and other times he’s normal. And his Spiritual Power fluctuation is extremely bizarre. It’s obviously not strong—it feels like it could vanish at any moment—but it’s like an unkillable cockroach. I tried to use my Spiritual Power to crush his, but it had no effect."
The two arrived at the makeshift lounge and sat down. Han Ning thought for a moment and said,
"This guy must have been a fairly powerful Beast Master when he was alive. I sense his Spiritual Power was at least Tier Three or higher. What are his requirements for a body?"
Han Ning figured that with his own Tier Two Spiritual Power, there was absolutely no way his spirit could continue to exist in the world after his body was gone.
The Scorching Sun Bishop in Luo Chen’s mind, whose body had been dead for an unknown amount of time, had managed to slip in when Luo Chen used his Spiritual Power Talent. This proved the man’s origins were extraordinary.
Upon hearing this, Luo Chen’s eyes glazed over slightly, as if he were using his Spiritual Power to communicate with the Scorching Sun Bishop in his mind.
After a moment, he snapped out of it and said,
"He says he only wants a human body like ours—one that’s brain-dead or a fresh corpse, dead for no more than 30 minutes. He doesn’t want an Insect-man’s."
"A human body? That’s impossible. Where would we get a human body for him to transfer his Spiritual Power into?" Han Ning shook his head.
’Although there are plenty of preserved bodies of our teachers and classmates in the vault, they already belong to people. There’s no way we could give one to him.’
"I thought so too, so I just rejected him outright." Luo Chen smiled helplessly, a bitter look on his face. "He’s going crazy in my head now. He says that if I don’t help him find a new body, he’ll curse me so I can never break through to Tier Two, and he’s threatening to take me down with him."
"And I have a feeling... his threat isn’t empty. Lately, when I do my Spiritual Meditation, I can never seem to quiet my mind. There are too many distracting thoughts. His Spiritual Fluctuation is constantly affecting me. If it weren’t for the potent effects of the Four Symbols Meditation Technique and the help of the Concentration Liquid, I’m afraid I wouldn’t be able to suppress him."
"That is a problem..." Han Ning fell into thought. After a few seconds of silence, he looked into Luo Chen’s eyes. "Let me give it a try. See if I can communicate with him directly."
"How?"
"Relax. I’m going to send my Spiritual Power into your mind. Don’t resist."
As he spoke, the Spiritual Power in Han Ning’s mind stirred. His upper-Tier Two Spiritual Power shot out like a bolt of lightning and entered Luo Chen’s mind.
Generally, Spiritual Power had a scanning-like function. Wherever it was sent, a topographical map of that area would simultaneously appear in the user’s mind.
When entering another person’s mind, it would be blocked by their Spiritual Power. However, if that person’s Spiritual Power was also highly advanced, they could use this connection to communicate.
According to the Taman Insect Masters, this was a form of etiquette among Insect Masters. If one party sent out their Spiritual Power and the other refused to communicate, one could not continue to project it toward them. That would be considered extremely rude.
Regardless of the other party’s Spiritual Strength, as soon as an Alien Spiritual Power invaded one’s mind, their own Spiritual Power and body would send out a warning, subconsciously rejecting the intruder like an immune system.
Since Luo Chen hadn’t put up any defenses, Han Ning easily sensed the presence of two Spiritual Power fluctuations within his mind.
The stronger of the two was naturally Luo Chen’s. His friend was now cultivating the Four Symbols Meditation Technique, and the fluctuation he emitted was somewhat similar to Han Ning’s own.
The other cluster of Spiritual Power was very weak, carrying a trace of a scorching aura. Its quality, however, was extremely high—even higher than the quality of Han Ning’s own Spiritual Power.
’Just a thread of Spiritual Power, yet it can withstand a Tier One’s all-out assault. This guy... he’s truly impressive.’
Han Ning estimated that the amount of the Scorching Sun Bishop’s residual Spiritual Power in Luo Chen’s mind was about half that of an ordinary person. Had it been any other Insect Master of Luo Chen’s tier, such a minuscule amount of Spiritual Power would have been crushed to nothing long ago.
But this guy’s Spiritual Power was like superglue—impossible to clean up, impossible to shake off.
"You’re the Scorching Sun Bishop?" Han Ning brought his projected Spiritual Fluctuation into contact with the Bishop’s Spiritual Power, transmitting the message.
Apparently sensing a completely different level of Spiritual Strength, Han Ning clearly perceived the Scorching Sun Bishop’s residual Spiritual Power stir slightly, as if in great surprise.
At the same time, Han Ning was also amazed. ’Spiritual Power can carry the aura of an Attribute? That’s something I’ve never seen before. My own Spiritual Power is currently just a mass of slightly cold, mysterious Energy, without any discernible Attributes.’
"Dark Star Level... I never imagined that in this Exile Land, aside from those wretched Watchers, there could be another Dark Star Level Spiritualist. Who are you?" A fluctuation carrying a slightly scorching aura was transmitted back.
From the information within the psychic message, Han Ning could tell that the Scorching Sun Bishop’s current state was relatively stable; his Spiritual Fluctuation showed no abnormalities.
"I’m a friend of the owner of the body you’re inhabiting. I came specifically to tell you that we cannot agree to your request. If you want to live, you’ll have to find another way," Han Ning replied.
In truth, Han Ning was very curious about what "Dark Star Level" actually meant.
His personal status panel was strange. For high-level information, he could either spend Energy to unlock it, or the panel would just feed it to him in an information stream.
But if he asked about more common things, the panel wouldn’t give any reply. It was as if, in its "programming," such questions were beneath its notice.