Chapter 43: Using Round Brilliant Technique Beyond Rank

  The old ghost looked at Ye Nan with a frustrated expression, walking back and forth in the room, also helplessly sighing. He felt that Ye Nan was like his own grandson, seeing him so frustrated but unable to help, and his heart was indeed somewhat distressed.

  Ye Nan was also anxious and worried at this time. Fang Wei's injury was very severe, judging from the phone call this morning, he might have fallen into a coma, it was highly likely that his injuries were too severe, which would lead to such a situation. If he didn't receive treatment in time, it might be too late even if they found him later!

  After turning around twice, Ye Nan took a deep breath and suppressed the impatience in his heart, telling himself that he must remain calm, as only calmness could lead to good ideas. Once his mind had stabilized slightly, he began to analyze: "The best method is to continue entering that area surrounded by people and use the search technique inside, but now there are only two strands of Fang Wei's hair left in hand, unless extremely lucky, it would be impossible to find him at once. Otherwise, it would be absolutely impossible!"

  Having ruled out this point, he couldn't think of any other way, Ye Nan panted and turned around in place for two more circles, suddenly looked up at the old ghost and asked: "How do you use the Small Round Light Technique?"

  "Hmm..." The old ghost stared at Ye Nan's determined face, shook his head: "You can't use it, although you're already at the peak of gathering spirits, but you still can't use it!" He sighed: "If I weren't a spirit body, maybe I could help you, but this little round light technique is really hopeless for you!"

  "How would you know if you don't try?" Ye Nan's face was firm. The old ghost looked at the stubborn Ye Nan, sighed in his heart, and thought: "He really is more and more like my own grandson, even their personalities are similar! Forget it, if I don't tell him, he will absolutely not give up!"

  "Alright, I can tell you, but you need to know that with your current strength, the possibility of success is almost zero. Moreover, using this small round light technique will come at a great cost to you, it will continuously drain your spiritual energy until it's completely depleted, not a single thread left, and it may also damage the source of your spiritual energy within your purple palace, which could lead to a decrease in your spiritual energy level, or even complete loss of your spiritual energy source. If that happens, you might never be able to cultivate spiritual energy again! Furthermore, this technique cannot be interrupted halfway through, there's only one outcome: success or failure... You need to think it over carefully!"

  The old ghost looked at Ye Nan and slowly said this result, Ye Nan could know the difficulty and retreat. However, he also felt that Ye Nan might insist on using it, and the possibility of persuading Ye Nan to give up was not great.

  As expected, Ye Nan smiled lightly upon hearing the result: "Old ghost, there's no other way now. If we delay any further, I'm afraid he won't be able to hold on. As long as this small round light technique can find him successfully, even if it means losing all my spiritual power immediately, I'm willing! Tell me how to use it!"

  When Ye Nan's words were certain, the old ghost sighed and nodded: "Alright, if you insist, I'll help you. First find a bowl, then find half a bowl of rootless water, and then I'll tell you how to use it!"

  After hearing the old devil's two requests, Ye Nan walked downstairs and asked a waiter for a bowl. He waved his hand to draw a water spirit symbol, condensed a ball of rootless water into the bowl, and quietly stared at the old devil.

  The old ghost looked at him, using the symbol to condense a large bowl of rootless water, and couldn't help but sigh again. He thought that Ye Nan would definitely not be able to find the rootless water for some time, but unexpectedly, Ye Nan was able to do it so simply. Helplessly, he said: "Use spiritual power to burn the boy's hair, dissolve it into the water, then bite your left hand index finger and insert it into the water, activate your spiritual power and mix your own essence blood from the tip of your index finger into the water!"

  Watching Ye Nan carefully pull out a strand of hair, he activated his spiritual power to infuse it, and with the powerful spiritual energy pouring in, the hair suddenly burst into flames and turned to ash, falling into the bowl. Then, with an unyielding expression, he put his index finger into his mouth, without even furrowing his brow, and bit out a small wound that flowed with fresh blood. He then inserted his index finger into the water. Finally, he stared at the old ghost and asked, "What's next?"

  Looking at Ye Nan's stubborn appearance, the old ghost shook his head: "Sigh... Alright, next I'll help you. You just need to think about that kid's appearance with all your might, and pour your spiritual power and essence into the bowl!"

  The old devil waved his fingers, drew some mysterious talismans on the bowl, and muttered urgently: "Heaven and earth, all things, yin and yang spirits, listen to my command, help me achieve enlightenment! Quickly!"

  As the old ghost's voice fell, the water in the bowl began to ripple without wind, and a layer of ripples appeared on the calm surface. At this time, Ye Nan was mobilizing his spiritual power, mixing it with his own essence and blood, and letting it seep out from the broken opening of his index finger. As that strand of fresh blood emerged from the tip of his finger, just one or two millimeters away, it transformed into a faint mist of blood, dispersing throughout the water.

  As Ye Nan's vital energy was injected, the ripples on the water surface grew more urgent. The old ghost stared intently at the water, muttering to himself: "Come out quickly, come out quickly..."

  But as Ye Nan's essence blood continued to be injected, the water surface was constantly fluctuating, yet there was no other change.

  As the seconds ticked by, Ye Nan's face turned whiter and whiter, his spiritual energy gradually unable to hold on. The bowl of water had completely turned blood red, but it was still fluctuating non-stop, without any reaction.

  The old ghost looked at Ye Nan's increasingly pale face, sighed and thought: "I'm afraid it's going to be very difficult to succeed, Ye has wasted all his spiritual power in vain! Alas..."

  Ye Nan's face was pale, and big drops of sweat rolled down from his forehead one by one, but Ye Nan still gritted his teeth and persisted, thinking in his heart: "Feng Wei, you must hold on, I'll come to rescue you soon!"

  As Ye Nan's hand pressed on the bowl began to tremble gradually, the bowl of blood water continued to boil without any other changes.

  The old ghost has already turned his head away and can't bear to look anymore. Looking at this situation, Ye Nan is destined to fail and will have to take on the backlash of the spell's side effects.

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