Eternal Cultivation Of Alchemy

Bai Jingshen took all the beast corpses into his storage earring, surprising Alex and Pearl.

“How did you do that? They all still have Soul Space,” Alex said.

“Yes, but it’s not large enough to match my storage,” Bai Jingshen said. “It’s a far cry from what you have, but compared to others, it’s a behemoth of a storage. It can handle a few dozen mediocre Soul Spaces.”

Alex nodded.

“What happens now?” Pearl asked. “We give the corpses back and they bury them?”

“Yes. The funeral preparations are made, so they are only waiting for their corpses to be delivered,” Bai Jingshen said.

“Hmm…” Pearl seemed lost in thought.

“What are you thinking?” Bai Jingshen asked.

“I was just curious what happens to their Soul Spaces after they are buried,” he said. “It takes a long time for Immortal corpses to decay, right? So there should be many more years while their Soul Spaces remain on their body.”

“Ah! No,” Bai Jingshen explained. “They will destroy their Soul Spaces and take out the beast core before burying them. It’s a normal procedure.”

“What would happen if they weren’t destroyed?” Pearl asked.

“Well, then as you said, it would take years for the corpse to rot, and the Soul Space would take an equally long time to separate from the corpse.”

“Does the Soul Space then get destroyed on its own?” Pearl asked. Alex raised an eyebrow. He turned his attention toward Bai Jingshen

as well, curious about the whole thing. He had always known that when a corpse was destroyed beyond a certain point, the Soul Space disappeared from it. However, never had he stopped to consider what happened to that Soul Space.

He always believed it to simply get destroyed, but that brought on more questions when he thought about it. What happened to any items that were inside someone’s Soul Space when it was destroyed? Where did it go? The Void?

Bai Jingshen thought for a moment. “I happen to have an idea, but as to whether that is the truth or not is not something I can figure out.”

“When someone dies and their body is destroyed, their Soul Space loses its tether to that person and becomes a free agent that moves around the world unpredictably.”

“When a lot of them appear, they linger, gathering around each other, traveling as a pack. After a while, they become a single giant spatial pocket and settle on a single location, forming what we know as the Secret Realms.”

Alex’s eyes widened. “Wait, that’s the origin of those spatial pockets?” he asked.

“It’s a hypothesis,” Bai Jingshen said. “I cannot tell you if that’s the truth or not.”

“What about the items that would be inside the Soul Space?” Alex asked.

“Destroyed, I assume. Turned into fuel to create a world inside the Soul Space, instead of taking away something from the outside world.”

Alex stared down in thought. Why was there land inside secret realms anyhow? Was this the reason?

“How do you think it works exactly?” Alex asked. “Or is there no rhyme or reason to their appearance?”

“I personally think it’s random, but it has been mentioned that Heaven

may be responsible for collecting Soul Spaces and turning them into secret realms. That’s one of the reasons why there are no spatial pockets out in space, and only within the realms.”

Alex thought for a moment before coming to terms with the

hypothesis. “You know what? From today on, I will believe it to be the truth as well. Until I find something that goes against it.”

Bai Jingshen laughed. “That’s what I’m doing anyway.”

Alex let Bai Jingshen and Pearl out, and let them go handle the matter of delivering the corpses while he stayed behind to work on the blood. He needed to be done with it soon.

Pearl and Bai Jingshen left Alex in his room and walked out.

“What do we do now?” Pearl asked. “Do we go visit the others and deliver the corpses ourselves?”

Bai Jingshen let out a hearty laugh. “As much as I like the idea of looking at the faces of those bastards as we deliver them the corpses, I can’t. The Patriarch won’t let me create another conflict. We’ll just have to pass it along to someone else.”

A short time later, Bai Fulin arrived with a bunch of coffins to take the dead White Tigers in. Bai Jingshen delivered all 30 beasts, uncaring in regards to the state they were.

Bai Fulin held a much more somber gaze. She called over a bunch of servants to help carry the 30 coffins away from the place.

“Stay here, and don’t start any more troubles,” she said as she left.

“I never do,” Bai Jingshen answered in an aggrieved tone, but his aunt had already left. He shrugged and turned around. “Finally, we’re free. What should we do?”

Pearl didn’t know. “I was thinking of cultivating and absorbing my Blood Essence aura into my Origin.”

“Great idea! Except, you should start working on your second Creation,” Bai Jingshen said. “Come, let’s find some place more

relaxing!”

Once they were settled, Pearl waited for his grandfather to reveal his second Creation so he may use it. From what he understood, it was a type of transformation Creation.

Bai Jingshen’s body suddenly changed, transforming, as he used his Creation. From a regular White Tiger, he changed into a simple man with a somewhat mediocre build and short black hair.

Pearl’s eyes narrowed. “What’s this, grandpa?”

“Do you like it?”

Pearl didn’t know how to answer. “I don’t understand. You can already

transform into a human. What’s the point of having a Creation that

does the same thing?”

“Tsk, tsk, tsk, your thoughts are too narrow. Just think about it. You’re

already a tiger, and yet you’re trying to form a Creation with a

Guardian Tiger. Why?”

“Because he’s a Primordial,” Pearl answered before his eyes narrowed.

“Is your Creation a species of stronger human?”

Bai Jingshen grinned. “Pearl, my boy, this Creation of mine is my attempt at copying my master’s physique. This is what I’m giving you too. The body of the Godkiller.”