Unseen Immortal of Three Hundred Years - Chap 76

Chapter 76

One way to achieve this is through the use of puppets, which was the first thing Wu Xingxue thought of. However, Yi Wusheng shook his head and said, “It’s extremely difficult for puppets to achieve that.”

Wu Xingxue asked, “Why?”

Yi Wusheng replied, “Puppets find it very difficult to have the same knowledge and awareness, especially across different timelines.”

Wu Xingxue thought about it and felt it made sense. After all, puppetry is about manipulation, and such manipulation always consumes mental energy. One must either focus on oneself or on the puppet being controlled. Over time, it’s easy to become preoccupied with one and neglect the other, making it difficult to ensure that no information is missed.

Initially, when Yunhai descended to the mortal realm and became a demon, didn’t he create a puppet to replace himself as an ordinary person? Over time, he couldn’t spare the attention to see how the puppet was doing. This is a clear example. This method does not seem reliable, and someone like Xian Du would probably not use it.

Then… as if remembering something, Wu Xingxue tapped Xiao Fuxuan with his silver boot and asked, “Do the people of Xian Du often leave their physical bodies to wander in the mortal realm?”

This was something Ning Rushen and the others mentioned when they saw Xiao Fuxuan’s coffin in Canglang North. They said it’s something that immortals often do, and it wouldn’t be a problem for several bodies to appear. Just like the current Xiao Fuxuan.

However, Xiao Fuxuan shook his head again and denied it, “That’s not the case either.”

Wu Xingxue was taken aback and asked, “Why not?”

Xiao Fuxuan said, “It’s even worse than using puppets.”

Wu Xingxue: “?”

Xiao Fuxuan said, “No matter how many bodies there are, they are all empty. There is only one soul, which simply moves from one body to another, making it even harder to manage.” It’s said that those who become immortals don’t actually care much about their physical bodies; their soul resides in whichever body they choose, making that body their main one.

Wu Xingxue, upon hearing him mention the soul, subconsciously asked, “Can the soul be divided?”

After asking, he felt like he had said something silly. It’s said that life and death, and the cycle of reincarnation, all revolve around the soul, indicating just how important it is. It’s not something that can be divided just because you say so.

Xiao Fuxuan paused for a moment. He seemed surprised and puzzled by Wu Xingxue’s sudden question of whether the soul could be divided. He didn’t emphasize how the soul is the foundation of both humans and immortals, and how important it is. Instead, he gave a direct answer: “As far as I know, very few people would do this, but it’s not entirely impossible.”

“The soul can actually be divided on its own?” Wu Xingxue murmured softly, looking down at himself.

Xiao Fuxuan: “…”

“Why look at yourself?” Tian Su Lord couldn’t help but ask. This was actually just a subconscious gesture, but to Xiao Fuxuan, it meant something else-after all, Wu Xingxue was someone who, upon hearing that souls could be divided, would say, “Help me divide mine too.”

Xiao Fuxuan might have been afraid that as he looked, he would say, “Then help me divide my soul and try it,” so he immediately added in a deep voice, “That kind of pain is beyond what ordinary people can bear.”

Wu Xingxue raised his eyes, about to say something.

Xiao Fuxuan added, “It’s the same for the bodies of immortals and demons.”

Wu Xingxue closed his mouth again, raising an eyebrow. The always taciturn Tian Su suddenly said this, one after another. How could he not hear the hidden meaning in his words?

He said, “I’m not the kind of person who needs to try everything.”

Xiao Fuxuan casually added, “It’s hard to say.”

Wu Xingxue was taken aback for a moment, finding it hard to determine whether the dignified Tian Su had seen many such things before to say so.

He examined his conscience and found nothing suspicious. He could only reluctantly give up and ask, “So it’s unlikely for Huaxin to do this…right?”

Xiao Fuxuan did not immediately answer. Frowning, he pondered for a long time and felt that this might be the closest guess. The chaotic thread of the past and the present world seemed like two separate worlds, with a huge gap between them that could not be bridged by simple tricks or methods.

If Huaxin wanted to take care of both the past and the present, the only long-term and stable way to do so seemed to be to divide the soul in two, leaving half in the past and half in the present.

He originally thought that Huaxin would not go this far, but thinking of that “exchanging life for life” formation, he felt it was not impossible.

Xiao Fuxuan said this.

For a moment, Wu Xingxue was speechless. He found Hua Xin to be truly strange. He could set up a life-for-life formation, could intricately manipulate the Feng family to create chaos, and could endure the unbearable pain of splitting the soul into two, watching the two threads of “past” and “present”…

He had done what he should and shouldn’t have done, but he still didn’t approach the Great Sorrow Valley.

“Does he know Yun Hai is dead?” Wu Xingxue suddenly spoke softly.

Xiao Fuxuan raised his eyes slightly, seeming to find this question difficult to answer.

“He knows but refuses to accept it, so he acts as if he doesn’t know and stubbornly continues his actions? Or…” Wu Xingxue paused, saying, “Or did he already have a way, so even if Yun Hai is really gone, he can still forcibly bring him back?”

If it’s the former, then he can only be described as completely crazy.

If it’s the latter…

Wu Xingxue’s brow slowly furrowed. If it’s the latter, then it would indeed be somewhat troublesome.

But he always felt that for Hua Xin, the latter possibility was far greater than the former. That means, apart from the “life-for-life” formation, Hua Xin had another way…

This way couldn’t have been decided on a whim; it must have been arranged long ago.

Wu Xingxue calculated in his mind…

In the past chaotic thread, Hua Xin left half of his soul to watch. Sensing the disturbance in the chaotic thread, that half of his soul occupied Fang Chu’s body and followed them into the present world, entering Que Bu Luo.

Meanwhile, his other half of the soul had always stayed in the present world, seemingly also keeping an eye on Night City.

A thought suddenly flashed in Wu Xingxue’s mind: “Since he is familiar with the layout of Night City, he is most likely someone inside Night City, after all, it’s difficult for outsiders, even immortals, to enter. But everyone in Night City is a demon, with a few exceptions…”

His memory was not complete now, and he knew very little about the demons in Night City. The little he knew came from Ning Huai Shan and the others. But even so, there was still one person who seemed a bit special among the demons in Night City.

Xiao Fuxuan continued, “Feng Xueli…”

Wu Xingxue: “Right.”

Feng Xueli.

He happened to have come to Night City over twenty years ago, when the Immortal Realm was destroyed, and there was no longer Ling Tai, the Immortal Head, and Ming Wu Hua Xin in the world. A person who originally came from the Immortal Sect, after becoming the Lord of Night City, even if he still carried some Immortal Sect habits, would not be considered strange or abrupt by the demons.

Most importantly…Feng Xueli came from the Feng family, which happened to be the Feng family involved with Hua Xin in the past chaotic thread.

Once one point matches, everything else falls into place.

In the eyes of Wu Xingxue and Xiao Fuxuan, this answer was almost certain.

But if it was Feng Xueli, then why did the fake “Fang Chu” enter Que Bu Luo? This needed further thought. Previously, they thought it was because their commotion in the Feng family disturbed Hua Xin in the chaotic thread, and after Hua Xin swept them back to the present world, he followed to keep an eye on them.

But Feng Xueli was different. According to Ning Huai Shan, Feng Xueli had coveted Que Bu Luo for a long time.

With this, the fake “Fang Chu” has half-achieved his goal by entering Que Bu Luo. The other half depends on why he covets Que Bu Luo…

Wu Xingxue glanced around at the large courtyard-was it the location of this courtyard, particularly in the most sinister part of Night City? Or was there something special in this courtyard that caught Hua Xin’s attention?

Meanwhile, on the chaotic path, the exploration talisman released by Xiao Fuxuan was still searching for traces of Fang Chu’s soul.

The talisman searched particularly carefully. Wherever Fang Chu had passed, leaving a trace of soul aura, the talisman marked it. According to the markings, after Fang Chu accidentally separated from Luohua Mountain City, he always lagged behind Wu Xingxue and the others. The problem might have been that Ning Huaishan left a mark for Fang Chu before leaving Luohua Mountain City for the Feng family. This mark might not have been noticed by Fang Chu yet, but it caught the attention of Hua Xin on the chaotic path.

In any case, after leaving Luohua Mountain City, Fang Chu’s traces did not head towards the Feng family, but to another place.

In the era of the chaotic path, the place Fang Chu went to was still like loose sand, with wilderness, scattered burial mounds, and scattered small towns.

At that time, it had no name, and no one imagined that it would later become the Devil’s Lair of Night City.

When Xiao Fuxuan used the talisman to explore that place, the spot where the talisman paper stopped happened to be the extreme south of that place. Corresponding to the layout of the present world, it happened to be the location of Wu Xingxue’s mansion Que Bu Luo.

Hundreds of years ago, this place was still a desolate wilderness, with some ruins from who knows which era. However, upon closer inspection, one could see some shadows of Que Bu Luo-because the icy pond surrounded by chaotic rocks was now the icy pond surrounded by Que Bu Luo’s corridors.

Behind the pond, there was a low hill with pointed stones, which still existed today. However, a small building with high eaves had been built on the stones. It was the room where Ning Huaishan reflected in seclusion.

In the wilderness, there was a deep and wide abandoned well. The stone walls were gone, and at first glance, it looked like a hole in the wilderness. Now, that hole had turned into a deep pool, surrounded by pure white chaotic snow, which was the pool in the courtyard that had swallowed many little evil spirits.

Que Bu Luo had almost remained unchanged, with everything from the past still there. It can be seen that hundreds of years ago, Wu Xingxue, who was going to settle here, did not intend to carefully build the mansion; everything remained the same.

There was only one difference…

There was no tree in the courtyard hundreds of years ago with its canopy towering.