Ripples came out of the five elders one after the other and the sky above them turned a bright green. It enveloped the whole valley, just like a barrier.
The beast elders were tense and scared.
It was Elder Hu who decided to act and bellowed as he rushed to the skies to leave this damn place.
Three meters, that was how far he got. Green light flashed on him and held him steady.
Fierce Tiger was aware of his predicament and unleashed every ounce of power in his being.
With a roar, a golden tiger came out of him, soaring away.
âElder Hu, donât you want your body?â Elder Lang cried.
All that work pumping iron to get to this stage⌠It was a shame just letting it go. And now heâd have to do it all over again with his next body.
So despite his love for the chiseled body, desperate times called for desperate measures.
While Elder Huâs mind was set, using his body as a lure to get his soul to survive, Elder Lang was overcome by mixed emotions.
Fierce Tiger never gave them a hint of his plan and just left them there. The five were sure to address this oversight the second time.
Elder Hu was the sole exception.
Who could blame him? Any attempt to let his pals in on his plan would be foiled. Omnipresent Hearing was just that amazing, picking up the tiniest sounds, even transmission.
Not that Elder Lang knew any of this.
As for Obscene Snake, he was outraged. Since this plan would never have worked for him in the first place.
He had no shell to shed, being a soul and all.
The snake and the wolf stared slack jawed at the sky. With Fierce Tiger moments away from leaving the valley and getting his freedom, the leftover felt forlorn.
Just then green vines shot from beneath and coiled Fierce Tiger tightly like a bow-wrapped gift.
Fierce Tiger roared, an exercise in futility. The green vines got him back down to earth one step at a time.
âHa-ha-ha, weâd have no name to speak of if even you three nobodies could escape us.â Elder She mocked.
The others nodded, sitting on their rock and doing what felt like light work of catching him.
She and Langâs faces fell. If even Fierce Tigerâs surprise plan failed, what did that mean for them?
Hum~
Yet another ripple covered the green valley and thousands of vines came from all sides at the two.
They had no hope at all of fighting back.
Any struggle was just wasted energy, tightened among the glowing vines.
Fierce Tiger roared in his feeble attempts, feeling himself growing weaker. The tiger soul was slowly fading as well.
While the green glow on the vines only got stronger.
The same happened to Obscene Snake. Without a body to shield him, his soul was taking the brunt.
Elder Lang was shaking in his boots, his body drying up like a raisin and the vines pulling his soul out into the open, awaiting the same fate.
They were officially in hell, experiencing a world of pain and endless remorse.
âElders, have mercy. Weâll never come near your precious disciples again!â
âThereâs nothing personal between us, thereâll be no revenge. I beg of you to let us go. We will never forget this kindness.â
âSpare us, eldersâŚ.â
The three whined across the whole valley in a sappy and tearful voice, but the five elders were like rocks.
Li Jingtianâs side knew the five elders were way better than the three, but not by this degree.
They didnât even move and the three were already dying. [How are they same stage cultivators? The least you can do is twitch a finger.]
Qiu Yanhai said in shock, âSteward Zhuo, what are those things? Is it a grand skill of theirs from cultivating?â
âThatâs their soul!â Zhuo Fan said.
âSoul?!â was the unanimous question!
âIn the Ethereal Stage, the soul takes shape and can be molded into any form through cultivation methods. Like those three, they trained in a method that made their soul animals. Elder Li should be a black dragon, because of the Wraith Art he used to achieve advancement.â
Zhuo Fan explained, âWhile Impermanence Five have the Vicissitudes Art and have combined their strengths, this made their souls not the vines, but that green glow you see covering the valley and sealing this place, the Vicissitudes World. They have the control of every root, every blade of grass at their fingertips, thriving and waning, translating into their enemyâs flourishing or decaying states. Taking away anotherâs life is what they are best at.â
With this lesson and practical demonstration, they came to the obvious conclusion that in the Ethereal Stage, the soulâs strength ultimately decides victory.
Xue Qingjian said, âSteward Zhuo, what about mine and geezerâs souls, what will they be like?â
Zhuo Fan surmised, âSister Xue and Elder Qiu train in fire and water arts, so you ought to become fire and water, in constant growth.â
âBetter than those three?â Xue Qingjian lit up.
Zhuo Fan shook his head, âIt means no set form, like an illusion. Though I canât say for sure. Weâll just have to see it first. If those three animals were tough, theyâd be breaking away by now. The soul can take any shape in the Ethereal Stage, each with its own advantage, all depending on their cultivation.â
They all nodded.
The three soul beastsâ pleadings stopped at last, their voices cut. It was now a matter of time before their souls died.
Elder She took out a gourd and with a flick, the vines threw the tamed pets inside.
Putting the cork on, Elder She stashed the gourd and the green glow faded with another sign from the five elders.
Zhuo Fan and the others went to them and bowed, âThank you for everything, elders. However, I didnât understand something. Why did you let them live as prisoners?â
âHa-ha-ha, this is a sect matter, junior. Killing them is easy, as well as missing out on a huge harvest. Weâd rather take them to the Sect Leader first and let him decide their fate.â Elder She spoke.
Zhuo Fan nodded, âXie Wuyue wants to stir things up I see, and to take it out on Beast Taming Sect. I reckon heâll reap aplenty. What will that make of the eldersâ support, him helping me or me helping him?â
Elder She looked hard at Zhuo Fan and nodded, âYouâve got quite the brain, junior. I see why the Sect Leader likes you and sent us over. Though keep it in mind to show him some courtesy. Sect Leader is no saint either.â
âThank you for the reminder. I will keep that in mind.â Zhuo Fan bowed.
The elders nodded, âSince that is all, weâll be returning.â
âI will handle the rest. Thank you for all you have done, elders.â
Zhuo Fan bowed and they flew away.
Li Jingtian muttered, âNice guys, those seniors, unlike any demonic cultivator Iâve ever seen.â
âThere are plenty of freaks of nature around, but that doesnât mean theyâre all savage and twisted. Many just walk their own path and care not for others. Because of this, theyâre lumped in with demonic cultivators. These five hardly talk with anyone else beside themselves. Their shrewdness isnât too sharp. Theyâre the closest thing to a saint, as far as demonic cultivators go.â
Zhuo Fan explained. He looked towards Windgaze City and shouted, âNow we just have to win this battle and everything will fall in placeâŚâ