Starting From A Son In Law To Build An Long Lasting Family Chapter 1903: 493:
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The red-mist-clad woman displayed impressive resolve, her expression full of defiance as she yelled at her senior brother.
Yet the fiercer her resistance became, the harder it was for Ji Shaoyi to abandon her to her fate.
After all, he shared a deep bond with his junior sister, nearly at the level of Dao Companions.
Letting her perish by Nangong Yaoyao's hand would leave his conscience forever tormented.
"Tell me, what do you demand to free my junior sister!"
Pure golden flames enveloped Ji Shaoyi's form entirely, his gaze locked intensely on Nangong Yaoyao, fists tight and veins standing out.
"Simple enough—if you wish for me to release your junior sister, offer your life in trade. Simply unlock your Sea of Consciousness for me to implant a prohibition, and she'll walk free."
With eyes clear as crystal, Nangong Yaoyao spoke, her presence otherworldly and sacred, like a Female Immortal destined to redeem all living things.
Ji Shaoyi's expression shifted dramatically.
Planting the Soul Prohibition would mean handing his very existence over to the enemy's control.Still...
"Senior brother, refuse her! I'd sooner perish than see you ensnared by this demoness's Soul Prohibition!"
From a short distance, the red-mist woman cried out desperately, aiming to sever her own heart meridian.
Yet a cultivator close by struck her back with a palm, sealing her mana and halting the attempt.
"Implant a Soul Prohibition? Nangong Yaoyao, are you scheming to dominate Ji and drag me into the Immortal Lotus Pure Land!?"
Ji Shaoyi recognized Nangong Yaoyao well and understood the sacred arts of the Immortal Lotus Sect.
The most renowned was the Immortal Lotus Pure Land, a technique from the celestial realms meant to deliver salvation to all souls!
Entry into the Pure Land signified eternal servitude, ready to offer any sacrifice without hesitation.
However, such fearsome arts that reshaped minds were incredibly challenging to apply, demanding strict prerequisites.
As a key figure in the Great Sun Golden Crow Sect, practicing the Great Sun Golden Crow Technique, how could he fall so easily? The foe would require multiple prohibitions to gradually corrupt him.
"Fine, release my junior sister, and I'll allow you to implant the Soul Prohibition!"
Breathing deeply, Ji Shaoyi's eyes flickered with inner conflict, as though reaching a grueling choice, before he declared it firmly.
Rising to genius status in the Great Sun Golden Crow Sect proved no small feat; in his youth, he'd obtained a Golden Crow True Feather.
Refining that Golden Crow True Feather boosted his innate gifts, granting the Sunburning Golden Flame Body, while his soul fused with the feather's lingering spirit, igniting a trace of True Sun Fire.
This trace of True Sun Fire held the power to incinerate any soul-targeting divine ability, including layers of Soul Prohibitions.
Only his master and junior sister knew this secret.
Thus, when Nangong Yaoyao suggested the Soul Prohibition, secret delight surged in Ji Shaoyi's heart, even plotting to scorch her soul with True Sun Fire in the process.
With her soul gravely damaged, he could unleash his utmost strength, boasting a solid fifty percent shot at ending her.
To conceal this from Nangong Yaoyao, he had to feign torment and fury, performing for his junior sister's sake.
This moment perfectly suited severing the final ties with his junior sister.
"Mmm mmm mmm—"
Nearby, his junior sister shook her head vigorously at him, but her voice remained muffled, sealed away, leaving her to only murmur incoherently.
"What is love in this world, straight to make one devote life and death."
"I didn’t expect Ji Dao brother to be so affectionate, being a talent of the Great Sun Golden Crow Sect, yet willing to open his Sea of Consciousness for his junior sister, letting me plant the Soul Prohibition..."
Gazing at Ji Shaoyi before her, Nangong Yaoyao appeared genuinely taken aback.
"Humph, let my junior sister go right now, and I'll unlock the Sea of Consciousness for you to place the prohibition."
Clad in a red-golden robe, Ji Shaoyi's ruggedly handsome features radiated unyielding dominance, as if daring the world to defy him.
"Though Dao brother’s deep affection moves me, Yaoyao can't afford to trust so readily—why not reveal your Sea of Consciousness now for the prohibition, and I'll promptly free Fairy Ruan."
Nangong Yaoyao's luminous eyes conveyed volumes as she smiled and suggested.
"In that case, swear on your Dao Heart—not just to release my junior sister, but to safeguard her departure from the Secret Realm."
Ji Shaoyi cut short any further banter with Nangong Yaoyao, his tone icy, while a three-legged Golden Crow loomed faintly overhead, summoning a vast expanse of pristine golden flames.
"Dao Heart Vow..."
Nangong Yaoyao considered briefly before agreeing outright: "Very well, provided Dao brother exposes his Sea of Consciousness and permits the prohibition...."
This response furrowed Ji Shaoyi's brow.
He hadn't anticipated her swift consent.
Yet, assuming her true aim was him, relief washed over him, and he uttered gravely: "Agreed."
With that, he unveiled his Sea of Consciousness.
Even armed with the all-consuming True Sun Fire, Ji Shaoyi stayed utterly vigilant.
After all, the Sea of Consciousness and Qi Ocean Core ranked among a cultivator's most vital domains.
Any mishap there might spell eternal ruin.
Were it not for his junior sister, he'd never gamble so recklessly or adopt this ploy.
Nangong Yaoyao advanced, her hands weaving intricate motions, poised to deploy the Soul Prohibition.
But right then.
"Whoosh!"
A Gu insect burst suddenly from Nangong Yaoyao’s sleeve, darting straight for his Sea of Consciousness.
"Splash!"
Rage blazed in his eyes, and the True Sun Fire within his Sea of Consciousness flared up, charring the invading Gu insect.
In the instant that followed, his pupils captured Nangong Yaoyao raising her veil, unveiling a visage of unparalleled celestial perfection, her look turning faintly entranced.
"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!"
Without warning, array restrictions activated nearby, space wavered to weave unseen bindings that ensnared his form, extremities, and mana.
"This is bad!"
He bit his tongue sharply, channeling mana to ignite the bindings, but as the Gu insect, scorched by True Sun Fire between his brows, crumbled to dust, agony tore through his skull.
At the same time, white lotuses bloomed in Nangong Yaoyao’s pupils, encircled by haunting immortal melodies that echoed, ’The mortal world is a prison, all beings suffer’, while she reached out with a slender jade finger.
Mana roared through him, pushing against the onslaught's tiers, yet facing the intangible threads, Nangong Yaoyao’s exquisite allure, and the Lotus Divine Skill, resistance faltered.
He could merely witness the jade finger approaching his forehead.
Next, Nangong Yaoyao’s ethereal, divine beauty—holy and compassionate—seared itself into his thoughts and spirit.
Beholding Nangong Yaoyao stirred an inexplicable feeling within him.
As though... before her, all worldly splendor dimmed.
"Something’s wrong!"
As a prodigy of the Great Sun Golden Crow Sect, he sensed immediately that foul play was afoot, that she'd ensnared his mind.
Yet upon viewing Nangong Yaoyao’s impeccable beauty, doubt evaporated.
"Yaoyao sister, is it over?"
In that instant, the red-mist woman staggered forward from nearby, inquiring feebly while gazing at Nangong Yaoyao with utter reverence.
"Your senior brother truly lives up to being a premier talent of the Great Sun Golden Crow Sect—even beneath my divine skill, he clings to fragments of his original self, though soon enough, he'll yield completely."
Nangong Yaoyao replied with a gentle smile.
Her jade hand then softly caressed the raven tresses and pallid cheek of the red-mist woman, murmuring tenderly: "Qianqian, you've worked hard this time."
"Helping Yaoyao sister is no trouble at all for Qianqian."
Pale as a ghost, the red-mist woman beamed in pure joy, nuzzling into Nangong Yaoyao’s palm like a devoted companion.
"Junior sister!?"
The sight left Ji Shaoyi stunned and speechless, burdened by heavy quiet.
But deeper shock came from his inability to summon hatred, murderous urge, or flight from Nangong Yaoyao...
In this moment, chill gripped his heart, even dread, as he grasped the truth: he'd succumbed, utterly trapped in Nangong Yaoyao’s grasp.