Ye Guyi closed her eyes. Having fallen into the hands of this evil soul master, her future was surely bleak—especially since he was now invading her very origin.
"Is he trying to turn me into an evil soul master too?"
She had seen many evil soul masters before and knew that, because of their martial souls, their personalities were often twisted, each harboring their own peculiar obsessions.
In the next moment, the diamond-shaped origin began to tremble violently. Dark patterns spread outward from within, radiating an aura completely different from the one originally emanating from the origin.
Soon after, dark-red demonic markings gradually appeared across Ye Guyi's once fair skin. Her originally holy appearance was now tinged with a bewitching,妖冶 beauty.
And to her astonishment, Ye Guyi discovered that she did not reject this evil power at all!
"What's happening to me?"
Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle!
Streams of evil power were continuously injected into the angelic origin within Ye Guyi's body.
As this evil power poured in, the most fundamental "code" of her origin seemed to be constantly rewritten. Gradually, the once dazzling golden origin became half radiant gold, half menacing with evil aura.
"Mmgh!"
Ye Guyi clenched her teeth tightly, yet under the infusion of that power, she strangely felt a pleasurable sensation—as if her strength were being forcefully elevated.
Jiang Jue's eyes revealed a thoughtful look.
"Although the evil power is continuously transforming the angelic origin, it still feels like it's missing a final trigger."
"Could it be related to the martial soul itself?"
A moment later, under Jiang Jue's gaze, the chains binding the angelic phantom gradually faded, revealing the phantom's original form.
But it was as if a switch had been flipped—threads of dark, evil power began crawling toward the angelic phantom, while the phantom burst forth with light and holy power, resisting the invasion.
"As expected. But it's all within my grasp—why struggle at all?"
Jiang Jue shook his head slightly. In the next instant, an even denser, ultimate evil power condensed into a single droplet and was injected in. The previously stubborn light and holy power collapsed instantly.
As the evil power climbed up the angelic phantom's neck, its eyes slowly closed, as though it could not bear to witness what was about to happen.
Boom!
A muffled thunderclap rang out. The angelic phantom slowly opened its eyes again—but the original golden color was gone, replaced by a blood-red hue.
"Ah!"
Ye Guyi let out a sharp scream. Her pure white wings behind her receded like a tide, dark colors spreading over them.
"It seems it's complete."
A sharp glint flashed through Jiang Jue's eyes. With a wave of his hand, the black mist binding Ye Guyi dissipated and retreated.
A dense aura of evil now enveloped Ye Guyi. Her pale, cold skin paired with dark-red demonic markings gave her a uniquely bewitching beauty.
Her golden eyes had turned into blood-red pupils. Upon opening them, they were utterly cold. Her long, delicate fingers brushed across her face as Ye Guyi sensed that her cultivation had reached level sixty. Her emotions were complex.
The good news: she had broken through to level sixty.
The bad news: she could never go back.
Ye Guyi's blood-red eyes turned toward Jiang Jue. She had once despised him deeply, yet now, for some reason, she felt a faint sense of closeness toward him.
"It must be this evil… his soul power—it has to be."
"How is it? I didn't lie to you, did I? You've grown stronger, haven't you?"
"But now, do you still want to kill me, this evil soul master?"
Jiang Jue quietly looked at Ye Guyi and spoke softly.
"You… despicable!"
Ye Guyi was somewhat flustered with anger, but when the words reached her lips, she couldn't say anything. The killing intent that had just risen in her heart was instantly washed away, vanishing without a trace.
"Your martial soul should now be an Evil Fallen Angel, not the original Angel Martial Soul anymore."
Hearing this, Ye Guyi felt a sudden emptiness in her heart. The faith she had once believed in so firmly was gone just like that, and confusion flooded her mind…
But in the next moment, Jiang Jue's words caused light to return to her eyes.
"Don't worry. Your light and holy attributes haven't disappeared—after all, they still have their uses."
Jiang Jue snapped his fingers. The evil aura surrounding Ye Guyi condensed as her former holy light surged forth. Ye Guyi entered a state that was half holy and half evil, her eyes turning into heterochromatic pupils.
The two attributes, which should have been mutually conflicting, now felt inexplicably harmonious.
To search for the shattered Angel God Position, the original Angel Martial Soul was indispensable, so Jiang Jue simply left it intact.
And in this state, Ye Guyi's aura was even stronger than before.
"What exactly do you want to do?"
Ye Guyi clenched her teeth and asked stubbornly. Right now, she was like a puppet on his strings.
But that wasn't what frightened her most. What truly terrified her was the fact that she felt a sense of obedience toward him rising from the depths of her heart.
"You'll know soon enough. For now, just get used to this state of yours."
There was a trace of appreciation in Jiang Jue's eyes as he looked at Ye Guyi—worthy of something he had personally crafted.
In the next instant, Jiang Jue's figure flashed and disappeared from the space without a hint of reluctance.
"Damn it! Why is it that just because you say it, this angel has to get used to it?!"
Ye Guyi muttered fiercely, her delicate face twisted with frustration.
"Sigh… life is truly unpredictable. I actually went from a holy angel to this…"
"But dealing with evil soul masters like that guy is still my responsibility. When I become strong enough, I'll definitely—"
Looking at her own appearance, Ye Guyi set a goal for herself in her heart, yet her body unconsciously sat down cross-legged.
"I'm not listening to that hateful guy—I'm cultivating for myself! Yes, for myself!"
Her consciousness returned to her body.
Jiang Jue slowly opened his eyes, pondering inwardly.
"Next, I'll send the immortal herb to Master and help him break through to an Extreme Douluo."
"After that, I'll head to the site of the divine war from ten thousand years ago—Jialing Pass—to investigate. With Ye Guyi in hand, I'll have more confidence in searching for the shattered Angel God Position. Besides, Elder Yi still has a special method."
Jiang Jue's eyes grew increasingly profound. With a flick of his hand, he took out a jade box. Inside lay a pale purple immortal herb. Its top resembled a canopy—it was a lingzhi mushroom, entirely purple, supported by a jade-like stem with ten leaves growing from it.
"After ten thousand years, the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eyes actually managed to cultivate the Nine-Grade Purple Ganoderma. No—now it should be called the Ten-Grade Purple Ganoderma."
Jiang Jue murmured softly.
The Nine-Grade Purple Ganoderma was already top-tier among medicinal herbs but had not yet entered the immortal rank. However, once it produced a tenth leaf, it crossed the threshold into the immortal tier.
The greatest effect of the Ten-Grade Purple Ganoderma was to stabilize the foundation and solidify vitality, make up for lost origin, and repair hidden injuries—making it perfectly suited for Zhongli Wu.
With the help of this immortal herb, Jiang Jue believed that his master, Zhongli Wu, would definitely break through to become an Extreme Douluo.
"Without Master, there would be no me today. This can be considered repaying part of that kindness."
Jiang Jue sighed softly and shook his head.
Though the Holy Spirit Cult was evil, with Zhongli Wu around, it had always treated him with absolute sincerity.
"As for the future of the Holy Spirit Cult, I must also prepare in advance."
Jiang Jue's gaze shifted slightly as he thought to himself.
(End of Chapter)