As for "Instant Movement"... In the "Demon" game, the skill "Instant Movement" was only mastered by Mages and Apothecaries.

Here on the Tianling Continent, relying solely on the little guy's coordination, the movement distance for "Instant Movement" was limited to ten meters each time, and the spiritual energy consumption was enormous. However, Nie Kong, using his vast spiritual sense to activate the "Pet Backpack," bypassed the spatial compression step that normally required at least a Void Spirit level, directly creating an effect similar to "Body Fused with the Void," yet doubling the movement range to about twenty meters.

Although each casting still demanded a significant expenditure of spiritual power, it felt much easier compared to pure "Instant Movement." Furthermore, even though this technique fell considerably short of true "Body Fused with the Void," the fact that Nie Kong could execute it with a mere Low-Grade Spirit Controller cultivation level nearly popped the eyes out of everyone watching. "Boom!" Suddenly, a world-shaking roar erupted, and terrifying force vibrated outward in all directions.

The crowd snapped back to reality as if from a dream, hastily looking up. They saw the corpulent figure and the short old man rapidly retreating backward like lightning, the void oscillating violently, as if being shattered into countless pieces.

It was fortunate that the lower-cultivation Spirit Masters were all shielded by their elders; otherwise, many would certainly be lying on the ground now, having already fainted dead away. "Is that Ran Tian?

City Lord Hun of Lingyu City?" Staring at the obese figure high in the sky, a doubtful murmur suddenly arose. The voice was extremely faint and sounded uncertain, but with so many powerful experts nearby, the sound was heard clearly by all, causing their hearts to skip a beat.

The one who intervened was Tian Ming, the Vice City Lord of Lingyu City. Could that Wood Spirit Master actually be a disciple of Lingyu City?

In that instant of thought, many gazes subconsciously drifted towards the spatial entrance, discovering that a towering figure had appeared before the six receding silhouettes. Unlike the City Lord of Lingyu City, who rarely showed his face, many immediately recognized the identity of the tall old man.

"Gu Changgong! Hall Master of the Medicine Heart Hall of Lingyu City!" "Indeed!

Indeed! It seems that Wood Spirit Master is truly a disciple of Lingyu City!" "..." Just as everyone began to grasp the situation, Tian Ming's sarcastic voice suddenly echoed high in the air: "You old, immortal viper, truly shameless!

A dignified Celestial Spirit Master daring to attack a junior at the Spirit Controlling realm—aren't you afraid of becoming a laughingstock?" The thin old man's face was grim as water. His eyes swept over Tian Ming and Gu Changgong, realizing that under the protection of these two Celestial Spirit Masters, achieving his objective was impossible.

He snorted heavily through his nose, cast a cold, viper-like glance at Nie Kong, then abruptly turned and sped toward the oasis's edge without the slightest hesitation. "That old viper knew when to quit!" Xian Tian chuckled, his round body descending.

The moment his voice faded, he arrived beside Gu Changgong, grinning as he appraised Nie Kong: "Little fellow, well done." As he spoke, his chubby index and middle fingers reached out to pinch the "Prison Fire Nether Spring" resting on Nie Kong's shoulder. With a splash of water, the "Prison Fire Nether Spring" surprisingly dodged, winding around Nie Kong's neck instead.

Xian Tian’s eyes widened in great interest. "This 'Prison Fire Nether Spring' has indeed awakened its spirit." Saying that, Xian Tian's two fingers pursued again, this time nearly doubling their speed.

Seeing his delighted demeanor, Nie Kong couldn't help but smile. "Alright, let's head back first." Gu Changgong quickly restrained Xian Tian.

Just as they were about to lead Nie Kong away from the scene, both suddenly looked up warily as a clear and melodious voice rang out: "Nie Kong, long time no see." "It's you." Seeing the graceful, alluring woman in red walking towards him, a smile appeared on Nie Kong's face. This person was Hua Yan Zhuo, whom he had met twice before in Jiyang City.

Nie Kong already knew from Hua Mei that she was escorting the Hua Ling clanswomen, so he wasn't surprised to see her appear. "Master." Hua Mei and Hua Tang quickly went to greet her.

Gu Changgong and Tian Ming exchanged surprised glances. They had assumed these five exquisite women were Nie Kong's companions from inside and hadn't paid much attention, but they hadn't expected Nie Kong to know their master.

Gu Changgong smiled politely: "Nie Kong, and this is?" Before Nie Kong could answer, Hua Yan Zhuo smiled sweetly, "My surname is Hua, my given name Yan Zhuo. These five disciples of mine share my surname." "Hua Yan Zhuo?" Gu Changgong and Xian Tian felt a stirring in their hearts.

All shared the surname Hua, and all the women who entered the illusory space were female—could they be from the Hua Ling Clan? Both were quite astonished, never imagining Nie Kong was acquainted with the Hua Ling Clan.

Furthermore, judging by Hua Yan Zhuo's words, Nie Kong and she had known each other for quite some time. "About an hour later..." In a small valley, the grass was lush, dotted with several tents.

Ten Snow Wave Sand Foals paced slowly with an air of leisure. But at the valley entrance, Hua Tang and the other three were the complete opposite, constantly looking towards a tent deep in the hollow, their eyes betraying anxiety.

Hua Yan Zhuo, sitting calmly on the grass, appeared much more tranquil. "Sister Hua Ni is out." Hua Tang suddenly exclaimed with pleasant surprise, but then her expression turned puzzled.

"Why is only she coming out? Where are Nie Kong, the Vice City Lord of Lingyu City, and Hall Master Gu?" After a long pause, seeing only Hua Mei outside the tent, Hua Tang couldn't help but sit down opposite Hua Yan Zhuo, lowering her voice suspiciously: "Master, why haven't those three come out after such a long time?

What could they be doing in there? Could it be that Nie Kong is reluctant to give up the 'Prison Fire Nether Spring'?" "Hua Tang, you worry too much." Hua Yan Zhuo glanced at Hua Mei’s slender figure standing outside the tent, giving a wry laugh.

"You don't understand Nie Kong. As long as the spiritual problem affecting Hua Mei can be solved, let alone the 'Prison Fire Nether Spring,' he would be willing to give up anything more precious." "Oh?" Seeing Hua Yan Zhuo's certainty, Hua Tang was slightly surprised, but immediately became worried.

"Master, I see that Sister Hua Mei's relationship with Nie Kong is unusual. If Hua Mei gets better, how will we handle the relationship between them?

Sister Hua Mei is destined to be the future Empress of our Hua Ling Clan..." "As for that issue, your Master doesn't have a good solution right now!" Hua Yan Zhuo rubbed her temples, sighing with a bitter smile... Inside the innermost tent in the depths of the four valleys, the scene was entirely different.

Nie Kong sat cross-legged. Opposite him, Gu Changgong was frowning in deep thought, while Xian Tian’s already narrow eyes were squinted so tightly that the slit was barely visible, the fat on his face trembling continuously, seeming almost to smile.

Seeing this expression, Nie Kong couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation. Just moments ago, after sending Hua Mei out, Nie Kong had explained the anomaly in her soul to the two men in detail.

Gu Changgong couldn't resolve Dream Heaven Monarch's illness back then, so he likely couldn't solve Hua Mei’s problem either. But Xian Tian was different.

He didn't understand alchemy, yet after an accident during the condensation of his "Second Incarnation," he had dedicated himself to studying souls for nearly a century, surely possessing profound mastery in this area. Their current reactions seemed to confirm Nie Kong's conjecture.

"Little fellow, you've certainly found the right person to ask..." Xian Tian finally spoke. Hearing this, joy surged in Nie Kong's heart, but after that single sentence, Xian Tian's voice abruptly stopped.

His eyes smiled cunningly as he sized up Nie Kong, looking like a hungry wolf spotting fat meat—he was clearly eyeing Nie Kong's soul power again. Nie Kong felt a touch of helplessness and could only say, "If you truly have a solution, my soul power is not an issue." Actually, giving a bit of soul power to Xian Tian wouldn't cause any major incident, but he instinctively disliked handing over such a thing to others.

However, now that he needed a favor, refusing his extortion was impossible. "Hmm?" Gu Changgong frowned.

"Old Ming, don't go too far." "Relax, relax. I only want a little bit of this little fellow's soul power for research; I won't do anything else," Xian Tian said cheerfully, like a child who had just received a rare toy.

"Little fellow, your little wife's soul currently appears to have the original soul as primary and the newborn soul as secondary. But in reality, the newborn soul is in control.

Therefore, refining a 'Soul Incarnation' using the 'Prison Fire Nether Spring' is infeasible. The reason I succeeded in creating a 'Soul Incarnation' back then was a very rare accident, and the chance of success again is slim.

Even if successful, the final result would be your little wife’s original soul becoming the 'Soul Incarnation' of the newborn soul—which is the same as a 'Second Incarnation,' where the original soul transfers into the incarnation, rather than the newborn soul controlling it." "Then what should be done?" Nie Kong's brow furrowed tighter. "Don't rush." Xian Tian waved his fleshy palm, saying cheerfully, "The 'Prison Fire Nether Spring' cannot entirely solve your little wife's soul issue, but I have a method to use it to suppress the newborn soul for a period, preventing it from further devouring your little wife's original soul." Nie Kong smiled bitterly: "Once the suppression effect of the 'Prison Fire Nether Spring' wears off, her original soul will still be slowly consumed.

Vice City Lord, if you cannot completely solve my wife's soul problem, I imagine you wouldn't feel comfortable taking my soul power as payment, right?" Xian Tian rolled his eyes upon hearing this: "Little fellow, without suppression, the original soul of your little wife will be completely devoured in six months at most. If I intervene, the existence time of your little wife's original soul can be extended by one and a half to two years.

Of course, a complete solution is not impossible. But with your current cultivation, it is almost unattainable.

Finding someone else for help won't work either, because this method requires you specifically." "What method?" Hearing this, Nie Kong felt both surprise and doubt. As long as there was a method, whether it could be achieved was relative!

Xian Tian’s smile vanished, and his narrow eyes, uncharacteristically, displayed a look of gravity as he slowly uttered four words: "Pill Soul Transformation!"