Chapter 1218: Naked Female Cultivator

“Sister, that person’s dead, right? He’s been in there for two days,” the younger sister said, having waited with her sibling since Ye Mo entered the Lost Soul Ruins.

The elder sister nodded. “I told you, it’s a death sentence going in there. I’m afraid even someone at the Body Condensation state wouldn’t survive; they’d simply disappear.”

The red-robed girl retorted, “Sister, you can’t say that. The Lost Soul Ruins are dangerous, but my Star Barrier is a middle-grade defensive artifact. How do you know I can’t withstand the grey mist? Besides, I wasn’t planning to go in immediately.”

“Okay, I know your Star Barrier is top-notch defensively, and I’m worried about Big Sister’s injury, but our power isn’t strong enough. If something happens to us, Father would be even more worried. We’ve been out for a few days; let’s go back first…” The green-robed girl trailed off.

The red-robed girl gasped, “Sister, look! The Lost Soul Ruins…”

The white mist within the Lost Soul Ruins began to churn, a rumbling sound emanating from within.

“Something’s happening inside,” the green-robed girl murmured.

The red-robed girl looked at her sister and asked, “Sister, could it be related to that cultivator who went in two days ago?”

“I don’t know,” the green-robed girl replied, shaking her head.

“Should we go in and take a look? I have that middle-grade defensive artifact, after all,” the red-robed girl suggested.

The green-robed girl immediately responded, “I knew you’d want to go into the Lost Soul Ruins the moment you got that artifact, but you absolutely can’t. It’s the Lost Soul Ruins! Many Disaster Transformation state and even Truth Realization state cultivators have died there. We’re only at the Hollow Spirit state; it’s suicide.”

“I heard there’s Immortal Curl Flower there. If it’s really there and we miss it, we’ll regret it for the rest of our lives. I want Big Sister to recover sooner so the three of us can be together happily,” the red-robed girl said, her voice laced with unhappiness.

“Wait, I’ll notify Father. Our power is too low. Even with a middle-grade artifact, we can’t go in,” the green-robed girl decided.

Before Ye Mo stood a completely nude cultivator, glaring at him furiously. She was surrounded by a black mist from which shadowy figures materialized and dissolved. Above her head was a whirlpool that Ye Mo’s spirit sense couldn’t penetrate. It was fading, as if about to disappear completely.

This cultivator was in the midst of a crucial breakthrough in a soul-devouring cultivation method. No wonder she hadn’t reacted to the commotion outside.

Ye Mo was both relieved and shocked. If she hadn’t been focused on her breakthrough, he would have been in grave danger.

What surprised Ye Mo most was that she was female. If he didn’t know the Lost Soul Ruins had existed for eons, he would have mistaken her for a young girl.

Ye Mo saw her naked body, but she showed no embarrassment, instead fixing him with a cruel gaze, as if she were about to devour him. However, regardless of her beauty, he ignored her physique, focusing on the whirlpool above her. He knew her breakthrough was imminent, and her power far exceeded his—she was on the verge of reaching the Truth Realization state, tertiary stage.

He ignored her rage and continued placing formation flags. She sneered, but her expression soured as she observed their positions and the evolving formation. When he added tens more flags in precise locations, her face finally paled.

As he deployed more flags, fewer shadowy figures entered the black mist. Eventually, none appeared. Ye Mo had clearly identified and disrupted her cultivation formation.

His intervention prevented the whirlpool from dissipating. She shrieked, “Stop!”

But Ye Mo didn’t relent. He used all his formation techniques, preventing souls from feeding her formation and completely controlling the deployment. He added trap and kill formations. Soon, a level seven trap formation surrounded her, but he wasn’t satisfied. He began setting up attack formations.

As he finished, he realized with a jolt that the female cultivator had completed her cultivation. Whether she’d forced it or not, it was bad news for him.

Before she could attack his trap formation, he unleashed dozens of black Lightning Swords. Already injured from her forced breakthrough, she vomited blood from the assault.

Outside the Lost Soul Ruins, the sisters saw the mist recede, revealing the dilapidated ancient city within.

“Sister, look!” the red-robed girl exclaimed, pointing in shock.

“The grey mist is gone!” the green-robed girl cried out.

The red-robed girl turned, saying, “Sister, this is a once-in-a-millennium opportunity! We have to go in now. Otherwise, once others find out, all the spirit herbs will be gone.”

The green-robed girl hesitated, then nodded. “Okay, but stay close. If there’s danger, we leave immediately.”

They agreed and cautiously entered the Lost Soul Ruins.

Ye Mo knew that even injured, he couldn't kill her. He decided to find the Immortal Curl Flower and leave.

The spirit chi was incredibly dense. Using his spirit sense, he immediately located a massive Spirit Gathering Formation. Below it were two herb gardens: one with low-level spirit herbs (level six and below), the other with level seven and above herbs, including thirty level nine herbs!

He had never seen so many level nine spirit herbs before. He spotted four Immortal Curl Flowers! Ji Ling could be saved! Without hesitation, he gathered the entire high-level herb garden into his Golden Page World. He ignored the low-level garden; there were some valuable herbs, but escape was paramount.

Rumble

Before Ye Mo could leave, his formations were crippled. He felt bound, as if space itself had become stagnant.

Without hesitation, he spat out essence blood and unleashed Zi Xu. A purple ray shot out, loosening his bonds, but he immediately slowed again.

Ye Mo's face fell. This wasn't a domain, but a spirit sense technique similar to a domain. He was trapped by her spirit sense.

His spirit sense was formidable, yet someone had trapped him this way. He was certain even a peak Truth Realization state cultivator wouldn't manage this.

He felt as if bound by an invisible rope that even Zi Xu couldn't sever; it instantly reformed when cut. Was her spirit sense truly this powerful?

“I told you, I’ll make you my soul jar!” the woman shrieked.

Ye Mo spat more blood, but couldn't resist. His sea of consciousness rumbled, his soul threatening to leave his body.

At that moment, the two sisters burst in, witnessing the confrontation between the naked woman and the young man, stunned into silence.