Chapter 832 - 922 Innate Cold Spirit

"What?"

As soon as these words were spoken, both Chen Mo and Qiao Yushi were taken aback.

Qiao Yushi, enduring the cold, flew out from Chen Mo’s sea of consciousness, hovering mid-air, looking at the ice coffin in front of her, her face blank with disbelief.

Have I been possessed?

Shocked, Qiao Yushi also felt a surge of disgust.

Her own body had been occupied by another.

If she were to re-enter that body in the future, what would that mean?

Qiao Yushi felt it was tainted.

This was the reason she didn’t want to forge a new body again.

But now, if her body truly was occupied, Qiao Yushi had no choice but to consider creating a new body once again.

"It seems you really don’t know," Zuoqiu Yiren glanced at Qiao Yushi, still probing her even at this moment.

"Of course I don’t," Qiao Yushi bit her lip, becoming slightly angry—not at Zuoqiu Yiren, but at the possibility of her body in the ice coffin being occupied.

Zuoqiu Yiren took out a dozen small flags from the Soul-Calming Bell and arranged an array around the ice coffin. Then she glanced at Chen Mo and said, "I’m going to open the coffin, stay back."

Chen Mo retreated three steps.

Qiao Yushi dove back into Chen Mo’s sea of consciousness again.

Zuoqiu Yiren circulated True Qi within her, gathering a massive True Qi Hand.

Then she manipulated the True Qi Hand and lifted the lid of the ice coffin.

In an instant, a torrential cold emanated from within the ice coffin, with icy crystals filling the air, freezing the moisture in the air.

Even though Chen Mo stood far away, his body couldn’t help but shiver, icicles forming on his eyelashes and eyebrows.

Chen Mo wanted to use the Ancient Heavy Pupils to observe.

Yet he found that this overwhelming coldness could actually suppress the probe of the Heavy Pupils.

Chen Mo exerted his full strength.

Only then did he break through multiple obstructions and see everything inside the ice coffin.

Inside the ice coffin lay a person.

A beauty.

In a white dress, although her complexion was pale, without makeup, she appeared elegant and refined, with a gentle charm. Her lips were pale, devoid of blood, and her hands were crossed over her chest. Her long, fine black hair was draped over her shoulders, giving her a subtle softness.

The extremely elegant attire was Qiao Yushi’s body.

At this moment, a longsword appeared in Zuoqiu Yiren’s hand, the Merak Sword, and she directly stabbed towards the body inside the ice coffin.

Qiao Yushi was startled, flying out from Chen Mo’s sea of consciousness.

Chen Mo also raised his brows. Just as the longsword was about to pierce the center of Qiao Yushi’s eyebrows, a mysterious force shot out from within her body, clashing with the longsword, and then an explosion occurred.

The ice coffin was blown apart.

But Qiao Yushi’s body was enveloped by a mysterious energy, remaining unscathed.

"Has it really been possessed?" Chen Mo was shocked. After all, Qiao Yushi’s body was nothing more than a corpse, yet here this corpse could defend itself, dissolving a consciousness leading within.

Qiao Yushi’s face darkened.

Zuoqiu Yiren, failing with her first strike, stabbed again.

This time, she took it seriously.

In the next second, the body seemed to come alive.

Standing upright, although its eyes were closed, a surge of cold emerged, congealing an Ice Sword in its hand, engaging in combat with Zuoqiu Yiren.

This scene left Chen Mo and Qiao Yushi stunned.

Yet, the body was no match for Zuoqiu Yiren.

In fewer than ten rounds, it was subdued by Zuoqiu Yiren.

But the torrential coldness did not seem to recede.

"Yiren, who’s occupying it, can they be driven out?" Chen Mo asked.

"I don’t want this body anymore, destroy it." As soon as Chen Mo finished speaking, Qiao Yushi gritted her teeth and uttered these words.

Chen Mo: "..."

Zuoqiu Yiren kept scrutinizing the body, then sent a wisp of her soul into the body for a more detailed investigation.

Not long after, Zuoqiu Yiren turned her gaze to Qiao Yushi, saying, "There’s one good news and one bad news, which one do you want to hear?"

"Naturally, the good news," Qiao Yushi replied.

"The good news is, your body has been possessed by an Innate Cold Spirit, and they have fused as one," Zuoqiu Yiren said.

"Innate Cold Spirit?"

Qiao Yushi raised an eyebrow, as someone who had lived a thousand years ago, she naturally knew what an Innate Cold Spirit was.

As the name implies, an Innate Cold Spirit is a Spiritual Object born from the heavens and earth, nurtured by the chill between heaven and earth, embodying the creation of heaven and earth, immortal as heaven and earth, containing extremely formidable power.

Besides the Innate Cold Spirit, there are Innate Fire Spirits and Innate Water Spirits.

The reason Zuoqiu Yiren considered it good news.

Is because if Qiao Yushi were to return to her body, and fuse with the Innate Cold Spirit, Qiao Yushi would not only become immortal alongside heaven and earth, but also master the methods of the Innate Cold Spirit. Moreover, since the Innate Cold Spirit was born from heaven and earth, containing the true meaning of the Great Dao, Qiao Yushi’s cultivation in the future will advance with half the effort.

Such a heaven-endowed wonder as the Innate Cold Spirit is even stronger than a typical Immortal Body.

Zuoqiu Yiren speculated, the Innate Cold Spirit had originally been hiding in the Wangu Pond.

Because Song Jun threw the ice coffin into the Wangu Pond, the Innate Cold Spirit then attached itself to Qiao Yushi’s body.

Given time, the Innate Cold Spirit could live through Qiao Yushi’s body, descending upon the world.

Qiao Yushi naturally understood what that meant.

If she could integrate with the Innate Cold Spirit.

When she becomes Immortal, she won’t face the Immortal Tribulation, revered by the heavens and earth.

As for the bad news, even though Zuoqiu Yiren didn’t say it, Qiao Yushi knew it clearly.

Her body being possessed by the Innate Cold Spirit, reclaiming it wouldn’t be easy.

Her soul couldn’t withstand that torrential cold; once she returns to her body, her soul could instantly freeze, completely perish.

"Is there any way to let me merge with it, or make it not reject me?" At this moment, Qiao Yushi no longer found her body repugnant; after all, this was an enormous opportunity worth grasping.

"There is," Zuoqiu Yiren said, "All things coexist, with yin there is yang. If you can find an Innate Fire Spirit and merge with it, you naturally can solve this problem."

Upon hearing this, Qiao Yushi couldn’t help but roll her eyes at Zuoqiu Yiren.

That suggestion was as good as saying nothing.

Not to mention whether she could find an Innate Fire Spirit.

Even if she found one, could her soul withstand the fusion with an Innate Fire Spirit?

It was akin to courting death.

Zuoqiu Yiren also realized the flaw in her words and added, "What I mean is, find someone who possesses an Innate Fire Spirit to help you suppress it. Or perhaps, you seek Divine Fire to suppress it,"

Hearing this, Qiao Yushi’s face fell.

Let alone whether there is anyone with an Innate Fire Spirit in Primordial Heaven, even if there is, why would they help her?

Moreover, someone with an Innate Fire Spirit is undoubtedly incredibly powerful.

Why wouldn’t they just snatch the Innate Cold Spirit themselves...

As for Divine Fire, where could she find something so rare?

"Divine Fire, where could I find that?" Qiao Yushi asked forlornly.

"Divine Fire? I have some..."