The Treasure Generating Bowl - Chapter 863

Chapter 863 Lightning Binding Spell

“Damn it, what kind of supernatural power is this?”

“How can it capture a soul?”

Are you a demonic cultivator?

The captive spirit of the Azure Qilin Prince cursed and swore at He Pingsheng.

He Pingsheng ignored him and just stared at the soul of Prince Qingqi.

After uttering a couple of curses, Prince Qingqi fell silent.

After a few breaths, he looked thoughtful again and said, “Okay… I admit it, I’ve been caught off guard today!”

“You are no match for me!”

“Tell me, how can I put my soul back?”

“Let me go back, and I can give you a generous reward!”

He Pingsheng glanced indifferently at the soul of Prince Qingqi and said, “Don’t talk about repayment. You ruined the Heavenly Thunder that I had already obtained. You should think about how to repay the debt of karma you owe me.”

“And… I just heard that you made me your Heavenly Path servant?”

“Hehehe… I think it would be better if you became my servant or mount!”

“Stop dreaming!” Prince Qingqi sneered. “I’d rather you kill me right now than be your slave or your mount!”

“As a god, I naturally have the pride of a god!”

“Just kill me!”

Prince Qingqi really closed his eyes, looking as if he was ready to die.

…

Swoosh…

A streak of azure lightning instantly traversed the endless void and landed in front of a grand hall in the Azure Qilin Imperial City.

“Second Elder, Second Elder…”

“This disciple has urgent business to discuss with you!”

The disciple who landed in front of the main hall knelt on the ground, shouting anxiously.

Rumble…

The next moment, the array outside the main hall was opened layer by layer.

Then, an elderly man with white hair and beard appeared at the door.

“Greetings, Second Elder!”

The Second Elder nodded: “What is it?”

The man said, “Crown Prince…Crown Prince…his clone…has lost consciousness!”

“What?” The Second Elder’s eyes lit up immediately.

That’s right. Ever since Prince Qingqi left the capital to pursue Du Tianzhenlei, the Second Elder has been sending people to monitor every move of Qingqi’s clone.

Has the Crown Prince’s clone lost consciousness?

What does that tell us?

There is only one possibility: the prince himself perished.

In the cultivation world, clones do not possess a soul, but only a wisp of divine thought, which can only exist by attaching itself to the soul of the original body.

Once the original soul shows abnormalities, the clone will fall into an unconscious state.

For example, if the main body is killed, the clone will still be in a brief state of unconsciousness during the time the soul is on its way to the clone.

He looked like a living dead!

Once the soul is attached to the clone, the clone can become the original body and be reborn.

And this process is very quick.

It can be completed in just a few breaths.

“How long has it been?” the Second Elder asked the disciple excitedly.

The disciple said, “It has been half an incense stick’s time already!”

“Hahaha…” The Second Elder was overjoyed and said, “I know! His Highness the Crown Prince’s soul must have encountered some abnormality. He might even have been completely annihilated!”

“Come on… let’s go take a look!”

The Second Elder did not go to the place where the Crown Prince’s clone was, but went directly to the Life Tablet Hall of the Qingqi Clan.

“Second Elder…”

The elder guarding the main hall of the life tablets bowed to the second elder.

The Second Elder said, “Open the main hall, I want to go in!”

Rumble…

The doors to the main hall of the ancestral tablets were opened.

The Second Elder went inside and took a look. Prince Qingqi’s life tablet was not broken, but intact.

That means the current Crown Prince Qingqi is not dead.

What’s going on?

The clone fainted, but is not dead yet?

This is……

The Second Elder’s divine sense began to race wildly.

In less than a breath, he realized a possibility: his soul must be trapped by something and unable to return to his body, which was why he was neither dead nor reborn!

Hehehe…

So this is the ominous sign that befell Prince Qingqi.

“Let’s go!” Without saying a word, the Second Elder went directly to where the Crown Prince’s clone was.

The clone lay right in front of him.

Without any hesitation, the Second Elder’s face hardened, and he raised his hand and slammed it down, instantly turning the clone into blood.

…

“ah……”

The spirit of the Azure Qilin Prince, far away beside He Pingsheng, cried out in pain, then cursed, “Damn it, who killed my clone…”

“I……”

His face was ashen: “I know…it’s my second uncle!”

“Hehehe…”

“Tell me this place is extremely unlucky, so I’ll have no choice but to come!”

“OK!”

“They were planning to kill me!”

“Fellow Daoist!” Qingqi looked at He Pingsheng with a sincere expression: “Spare my life and let me go back to kill that old bastard, Second Uncle. I will be eternally grateful!”

He Pingsheng asked, “What is your second uncle’s cultivation level?”

Qingqi said, “Great Ascension Emperor Realm, Level One!”

He Pingsheng: …………

He looked at Qingqi like he was an idiot: “You don’t even have a clone left, and you still want to kill a Mahayana cultivator?”

“Are you dreaming?”

“No!” A crazed smile appeared on Qingqi’s twisted face: “Heh… They don’t know, I have a second clone!”

“Hmph…” He Pingsheng sneered, “Don’t give me that nonsense…”

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“Tell me first, how do you intend to repay my karmic debt?”

“If you don’t tell me, I’m going to obliterate your soul right now…”

“No, no, no…” Qingqi said, “I am burdened with a blood feud, I cannot die… Brother… oh no… fellow Daoist…”

“Alright then, I have a spell here called the Lightning Binding Spell…”

“Once you learn it, you can use this spell to capture that innocent thunder!”

“This is my way of making up for my mistake of losing you, Tianzhenlei. Is that alright with you?”

He Pingsheng nodded: “Give me the incantation!”

Qingqi said, “Alright… I will recite it now, listen carefully!”

After saying that, Qingqi closed his eyes and began chanting incantations.

He Pingsheng listened carefully and soon memorized the incantation.

“Fellow Daoist Wang!” Qingqi said, “This spell can not only capture the Heavenly True Lightning, but also help you refine it!”

“It can save you hundreds of years of arduous refining work!”

He Pingsheng nodded: “Alright…you follow me first…we’ll talk after I use this spell to capture that innocent thunder, and then we’ll prove you weren’t lying to me!”

As he spoke, He Pingsheng inscribed the incantation onto a jade slip, and then casually tossed the jade slip into the treasure basin to strengthen it.

“Alright…we’re even now about who ruined my plans before!”

“Now… let’s see if I’ll lower my standards!”

“What rare and precious materials, or extraordinary treasures, can you offer me?”

“Don’t mention what’s inside this ring…” He Pingsheng shook the ring in his hand: “This is my spoils of war, and it no longer belongs to you!”

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