Free Web NovelChapter 108: Chapter 108: The High Priest’s Spiritual Sea Collapsed?
Inside the dark, stormy sea, the two little snakes looked like they were dancing. The black serpent started to follow her lead, chasing her tail and nuzzling into her glowing light. For the first time, the ominous darkness of the Spiritual Sea began to turn into a calm, starry night.
The pain Han Soi had carried for years was finally being washed away by the playfulness of a tiny white snake.
After a while, Yue Yue noticed that only a small patch of the darkness had turned white.
She felt her energy draining fast. Even though she was S+++, Han Soi was a powerful SSS warrior. His Spiritual Sea was vast, and his pollution was deep. Clearing his spiritual sea was not a one-day task; it was like trying to clean an entire ocean with a small cup.
She knew she had to do this slowly, day by day, until he was fully recovered. If she pushed too hard now, she might pass out.
With a final, gentle squeeze of her spiritual tail against his, she immediately pulled her consciousness back into the real world.
As she opened her eyes in the garden, she felt dizzy and leaned her head against Han Soi’s chest. Her face was slightly pale from the effort.
Han Soi didn’t wait a second before he kissed her forehead tenderly. His voice was low and filled with awe. "Yue Yue, you are so powerful... that was the most comforting thing I’ve ever felt."
He wasn’t lying. He could still feel the tremors in his body from where her little white snake tail had wrapped around his soul. It was a sensation deeper than anything he had ever experienced.
To him, this spiritual connection was even more intimate than physical mating.
A deep blush appeared on his face as he realized how much he had enjoyed her "playing" with him inside his mind.
If it weren’t for her pale face and the way she was clearly hiding her exhaustion, he would have begged her to go back in and play more. freēwebnovel.com
The dull, constant ache that had been in his head for years was completely gone. He felt like a new man.
"Don’t push yourself," he whispered, stroking her cheek. "I felt the pollution clearing. You’ve done more for me in ten minutes than the empire doctors did in ten years."
Yue Yue leaned into his hand, a small, tired smile on her lips. "I told you I was skillful. But your Spiritual Sea is really big, Han Soi. It’s like a whole galaxy in there. I’m going to need a lot of snacks if you want me to finish the job."
Han Soi chuckled, his eyes shining with pure affection. "I’ll give you anything you want. I’ll buy the whole empire’s supply of spirit fruits if it makes you happy."
They sat together for a while, just breathing the fresh garden air. Han Soi felt a level of peace he hadn’t known since he was a child.
He looked at the golden egg in the incubator and then at his brave wife, feeling like the luckiest male in the interstellar world.
"Let’s go back inside," Han Soi said, standing up and picking her up in a princess carry. "You need to rest.
Just as the peaceful atmosphere in the garden was settling, the sound of hurried footsteps broke the silence.
Wei Han rushed toward them, his face pale and his breathing ragged. He didn’t have his usual calm, robotic temple servant expression; he looked genuinely panicked.
"Lady Yue Yue!" he cried out, stopping just a few feet away. "Please, follow me immediately!"
Han Soi’s protective instincts flared instantly. He stepped forward, putting his body between Wei Han and Yue Yue.
His eyes narrowed with suspicion. "What is the meaning of this? She just finished a spiritual healing. She needs to rest."
Wei Han didn’t back down, but he didn’t look aggressive either. He bowed very low, a humble and begging attitude in his posture.
"Young Duke, I am sorry for the intrusion, but this is an emergency. Something... something has happened to the High Priest."
Yue Yue’s eyes widened in shock. She sat up straight, her exhaustion momentarily forgotten. "Something happened to Feng Yanshen? What do you mean? He was fine a few days ago."
"His spiritual sea is collapsing," Wei Han said, his voice trembling.
"The darkness we thought was under control has exploded. He is losing his mind, and he is destroying the back of the temple. Only you can get close to him, Lady Yue Yue. If you don’t come, I’m afraid the High Priest will turn into a degenerate beast before the night is over."
Han Soi stiffened, his reluctance visible on his face. He hated the High Priest, and part of him wanted the man to fail.
But he couldn’t be selfish; he knew the stakes better than anyone.
If the High Priest of the Phoenix clan truly became a degenerate, the consequences would be catastrophic.
Feng Yanshen’s power was so immense that his spiritual collapse wouldn’t just be a quiet death; it would be a nuclear-level explosion of dark energy.
The entire temple, the surrounding capital, and everyone within a hundred miles would be turned to ash by his sheer, uncontrolled power. fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm
Furthermore, the Empire simply could not afford to lose him. Feng Yanshen was the most formidable man in existence.
According to the ancient laws of the four empires, his life was the most sacred thing in the universe. Until he left an offspring to carry on his bloodline, no harm could ever be allowed to come to him.
The Phoenix clan was not just another noble house; they were the oldest clan, the ones closest to the First Queen.
She was the mother of their entire civilization, and the Phoenix clan was her legacy. She has never had her own children, but she has adopted a child from the Phoenix clan.
Even though the four empires were constantly at each other’s throats, competing for resources and power, their respect for the First Queen never diminished.
They worshipped the Temple because it was her sanctuary, and they protected the High Priest because he was like the child of their Goddess.
If Feng Yanshen fell, the very foundation of their history would crumble.
Wei Han looked up, his eyes pleading. "Young Duke, you know the history. If the High Priest falls today, the legacy of the First Queen dies with him. The empires will fall into chaos."
Han Soi’s jaw tightened so hard his muscles began to ache. He understood the political and spiritual weight of the situation.
He knew his duty as a soldier of the Empire. But as a male and a husband, every instinct in his body screamed at him to stay put.
He looked at Yue Yue’s pale face. She had just exhausted herself healing his own spiritual sea. How could he ask her to step into the middle of a collapsing storm?
"I don’t care about the legacy!" Han Soi finally growled, his voice low and dangerous.
"I am a warrior of the Empire, but first, I am her husband. I will not risk the safety of my female. If his spiritual sea is collapsing, it’s a death trap for anyone who gets near."
Yue Yue looked at Han Soi, sensing his internal struggle. She knew he was torn between his loyalty to the legends of the First Queen and his love for her.
"Han Soi," she whispered, placing a hand on his arm. "If the whole temple turns to ash, we won’t be safe either. And... I can’t just let him turn into a monster."
Wei Han bowed his head again, his voice cracking. "Please. There is no one else. His power is rejecting all the temple healers. Only your S+++ energy has a chance of reaching him."
