Chapter 63 If Only Time Stopped at When We First Me (1/2)

Shen Lian was not bothered by that - how there were no living creatures around. He was troubled by the white lantern, as he could feel the pull of his spirit toward it.

The connection between his physical body and spirit gradually weakened, which made Shen Lian notice his own shortcomings. No doubt, the lack of harmony between the physical body and the spirit made it easy to have an out-of-body experience and to master supernatural Daoist powers such as the Deity Vanquishing Sword, but it was also a huge downside for him.

If his spirit and his soul were more compatible to each other, it would not be so easy to pull his spirit out of his body.

At that moment, the sandalwood sword on his waist glowed. It created a canceling force that acted against the pull of the white lantern.

Shen Lian remembered the remark made by Mister Su that he had mastered the way of forging alchemy.

The sandalwood sword became an instrument that was exclusive to Shen Lian, but it did not have any special power.

The sandalwood sword was akin to Shen Lian's blood and flesh, and could contain his spirit. The bond shared by the sandalwood sword and his spirit was stronger than that shared by his body and his spirit.

The sandalwood sword was a blank paper, and Shen Lian made his mark on it when he was cultivating Being and Non-Being of Sword Aura. The sandalwood sword had since became a part of Shen Lian.

The boat drifted along the current, and it was closing into Shen Lian. As the distance got closer, the pull of the white lantern got stronger.

The sandalwood sword vibrated at Shen Lian's waist. For a couple of times, it almost flew off along with Shen Lian.

The person in white was singing the elegy for the dead and did not notice Shen Lian. The motion of shaking the white lantern was merely mechanical; the sparse dots of spirit flame were stolen and trapped into the white lantern.

When the boat got closer, Shen Lian realized why it was white – it was a paper boat.

Under the pale moonlight and the lonely lamp, Shen Lian noticed that the person in white did not have a nose, ears, eyes, or even legs.

Shen Lian and the person in white were almost at their closest, and if Shen Lian managed to get past, the person in white would drift away from him. However, if he did not manage to get past, he would be pulled into the white lantern like all the other spirit flames.

The sad elegy was sung in a language unknown to Shen Lian.

For a few times, Shen Lian tried to think of the statue of the innate deity as a countermeasure. However, the singing interrupted him.

The pull from the white lantern got stronger, and Shen Lian felt that he was at his limit.

He focused on the last bit of connection his spirit had with the sandalwood sword.

The sandalwood sword floated in mid-air and carried Shen Lian's spirit. It flew toward the white lantern. During its journey, it drew a certain abstruse track in the air. The track was strangely similar to that of the Being and Non-Being of Sword Aura.

Shen Lian was about to use his spirit as sword aura as his ultimate move.

Only those like Shen Lian who had never gone through proper cultivation would make such a bold and risky move. He hoped that by turning his spirit into a sword, amidst the disappearance in Being and Non-Being of Sword Aura, he could dodge the attraction of the white lantern.

He was not sure about the consequences. He did not know where Being and Non-Being of Sword Aura would disappear, and he was unaware of what would happen during the period of disappearance.

He was not even sure if the disappearance would take place. Contrasting to his usual sword aura made from inner Qi, he was using his spirit as sword this time around.

All of a sudden, Shen Lian heard a familiar bell ringing.

That was the bell on the lady in purple.

The water ceased to flow, and space froze itself. Shen Lian almost lost awareness of his existence.

By the time he came back to his sense, the breeze was cooling and the moon was clear. The paper boat, lamp, white lantern, and the mysterious person in white were nowhere to be found.

His sandalwood sword fell in front of him and had wet patches on it.