"This Divine Ruby Rose can serve as a core for the lost spirit in the sword you wield!" The face thundered and it was as if the thunderous voice had reached right into Lineir's soul! Immediately he prostrated himself on the floor of the Necropolis.
"This junior thanks you for your favor. However...ahem..this junior is uncultured and does not know how to use such an item...?" Lineir awkwardly half stated half asked from the ground. The face however chuckled,
"I already told you there is no need for formalities. And I am merely an echo. What I do is of no consequence, I am merely fulfilling my purpose. As for your question, simply place the Divine Ruby Rose near the blade and have your lost spirit come out. However...you will need to collect materials for the rest of the body first, the Divine Ruby Rose, will only serve as the most valuable core. It is a miraculous heavenly treasure but it cannot supply a physical body. You will need to obtain the materials for the reconstitution of a body on your own, I possess none of them here. I do sense however, that you have some Five Phoenix Rebirth Pills on your body. Those should supply most of the necessary energy and materials if you use them as the basis. As for the rest... I will include a list of materials and their substitutes which may suffice for creating a body on the level of your lost spirit's old one." The Divine Ruby Rose floated into Lineir's hands as well as another jade slip detailing aspects of items which could help rebuild Mei's body.
"Now then. I've said what needs to be said. Perhaps we will meet again, perhaps not. Hopefully so, now I will send you away. My teleportation is...inexact as you may have experienced. The special turbulence on this planet has become unusually disrupted due to the collapse of many of the Pillars supporting this dimension. I will send you close to the town of your birth, you will have to find the way back yourself. Oh....and young man...I suggest you hurry. This world will quickly degenerate as Fate's plan has long since been broken. The only way to truly protect those close to you...is to keep them close. Good luck." The face finished speaking and suddenly Lineir was once again pulled upon by the void. He entered it willingly as chains of purple runes bound him up and pierced a hole out of the dimensions!
Whooosh!
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Lineir was assailed by the sharp tears in the special tunnel. Bouncing around the void, he however, noticed that this time the damage he took was much less. Apparently his time spent in the special tunnel, as well as the partial awakening of the Red Qi had changed his body for the better. He even had the mental capacity to communicate with Mei,
"Master! Isn't this great news! I didn't expect to be able to resurrect you so soon!" He mentally cheered, but Mei simply snorted,
"This is indeed great news kiddo. But...I've taken a look at the materials required to reform my body. All of them are either exceedingly rare Heaven-Step treasures, or precious Divine level treasures! Where the hell are you going to find them around here in this backwater dump! Do you think these kinds of things are just lying around on every crappy planet just because you've been stumbling upon legacies left and right?? How about you stop finding legacies and start finding treasures huh?? I'll be doomed to continue my suffering until you ascend to the Divine Realm at the very least." She sniffled a little as a lady might after losing her shopping bag and Lineir was aghast. Sometimes he forgot how immature Mei was underneath her jaded exterior.
"I swear it has something to do with her Dao..." He mumbled quietly under his breath. Mei quickly picked up on it,
"What was that?" She said incensed but a second later Lineir was thrust back into the real world as the special tunnel once again unceremoniously spat him face down into the dirt!
BANG!
Even Lineir's hardened constitution felt a jolt from the impact and he could only scramble to his knees cursing the runic face for having such poor special control.
"****** Not again! At this point I'm beginning to think this might be some sort of special body constitution training." However, before he could even say it, the strange loli voice of Mizuchi chimed in unbidden.
"Psha, shaken up by a bit of mere special turbulence, I can't believe my master entrusted me to such lower realm trash. Tsk tsk, if you get attacked I'll just them kill you so my master will come retrieve you." She mercilessly taunted Lineir and he began to get a headache as he realized what he was in for...compared to this new Deathblade his master was a goddess!
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"I apologize for my birth...madam...." He muttered quietly through clenched teeth. "I see why they call her the Mourning End....I already mourn the blessed days before I met her...God I hope the battle for the Pillars comes soon...."
"What was that??"
"Nothing....."
Lineir slowly got to his feet and surveyed his surroundings. Unfortunately, he had been a poor scamp growing up so even though he explored more than most people of his status due to his job as a looter, he had never explored much away from the city confines.
"Not sure where this is....but I know!" Sometimes, Lineir though crafty, like mortals, would forget that he had access to many ways to solve problems. In this case..
Whoosh! Shhhhua!
Majestic flaming wings spread from his back and pulsated with waves of orange phoenix fire!
Taka!
He jumped up and soared into the sky looking for all the world like a glorious phoenix ascending the Heavens! The rays of the sun shot down into his cultivators eyes and he scanned the area basking in the sight of the verdant treetops and pristine rivers. While he did not recognize his position he was sure he was in the general region of his hometown at least.
"Hmmm...it seems I'll have to ask for directions...I'd better keep a low profile for now. I'm a wanted man after all!" He smiled for a second, his pearly white canines glinting for a second. There was an itch from his elbows, his bone scythes hidden inside, pulsated as if searching for blood. He left fleeing in the night like a scared animal...but now...he had returned as the hunter. He no longer feared the White Horizon Sect of Brackenrock city. Indeed, he did not even fear the main sect let alone the side branch which once caused him to stab his own heart. No...this time he didn't fear for himself, rather he feared that this particular branch of the White Horizon Sect would cease to exist soon....
Sssssss
The hydra in his throat let out a sibilant hiss and the red glow of Madness appeared in his eyes. The world was stained in murderous red as Lineir let a rare moment of true killing intent spill through him. He saw a small settlement on the ground and shot towards it, letting his phoenix wings extinguish naturally. When he landed outside the town and walked in, he passed for a regular traveler his black robes hiding the fact that he was the most dangerous person to walk this land!
"Where are we?" Lineir enquired of a small boy in the town and received a quick answer. There was something compelling about his presence, a subtle coercion like that of a snake mixed with the majesty of the phoenix which ensured that ordinary mortals could only obey his whims. He did not even need to employ any special measures.
"Sir, you are in a wilderness town. We are a fortnight away from Dracherus City by wagon." The boy answered without a pause as if hypnotized.
"And which direction is Dracherus City?" Lineir asked.
"That way sir!" The boy pointed and Lineir vanished never to be seen in the town again. However, before he left he left a seed of karma to repay the boy. The next time the boy was to encounter life threatening dangers his attackers would find themselves to be the ones whose lives were in danger instead! Lineir preferred not to leave any treasures behind. He knew that he could change the boy's life in this way, but for such a young boy such treasures may not be a good thing. Additionally, Lineir was loath to set someone on the path of a cultivator at such a young age. Though many in the land dreamed of one day helping an expert and entering the path of cultivation, Lineir knew better. The path of the Dao was vicious! It was a bloody path which promised no comforts to those who seeked to reach the top! There were no guarantees in life even for cultivators!
"Heh, such a backwater, I really enjoy these rustic sights. Perhaps traveling with you can be considered a vacation." Lineir grimaced as Mizuchi's voice entered his mind again. However he had no choice but to accept her passage. Besides he tried to console himself. If an expert came she would be handy deterrence. That is if she even bothered to help him...
Whoosh!
Lineir was soaring through the skies once again yet he suddenly felt an alarming presence from his shoulder which quickly made him falter,
"Wait...this isn't...****!!!!" Lineir swore as the noise he had been dreading came confirming his suspicions.
GRAWWWRRR!!!
"Where the hell have you been!" A strange mental message came into his mind and Lineir realized he could feel the owner drawing nearer! Frantically he channeled his newfound abilities and sealed the three taloned brand on his shoulder. The imprint struggled against his efforts but against his vastly improved cultivation base it was soon removed. As it receded he could hear in his mind the voice of an imperious and very angry girl,
"Arrrrgh my mark! What are you doing to my mark! Get back here! Don't think you can hide from me forever!" Lineir shuddered and sped away as the voice of the crazy dragon girl receded with the imprint. He had forgotten about her and he quickly altered his course away from Dracherus City!
"That was close! Whew...I don't know why she still scares me even though with my cultivation base she shouldn't be a threat anymore. Whatever, let's go directly to Brackenroch City now that I know where I am and get the hell out of here!" He said and flew away looking over his shoulder all the while. Gradually the roars of an enraged dragon faded away into the whistling wind.