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Before becoming a 100,000-year-old soul beast, she also treated injured soul beasts in various parts of the forest, did her best to prevent wars, and tried her best to maintain peace in the Star Dou Great Forest.
As a spirit beast, Bi Ji had witnessed many of her fellow creatures being hunted by humans, and felt deeply saddened yet helpless.
Even so, she was kind by nature and never intentionally hurt anyone; she would avoid humans whenever possible.
But this does not mean that she has no prejudice against humans.
Brigitte has witnessed humans fighting each other in the forest more than once over spirit rings, spirit bones, or conflicts of interest and emotion, even betraying their own companions, fully revealing their ugly side.
But she also witnessed those loyal and righteous individuals who, when faced with powerful spirit beasts, were willing to sacrifice themselves to protect their companions and loved ones. There were also moments of harmonious coexistence in the distribution of benefits.
There are so many different kinds of emotions; it's really complicated.
But it is precisely because of these complexities that we can be called human.
Chapter 89 Brigitte's Healing, Brigitte's Surprise
Brigitte has lived in the Lake of Life for many years, protecting the sleeping beasts while cultivating herself. She has not had any contact with humans for a long time.
They came to the mixed forest area originally just to find their lost tribesmen, but unexpectedly encountered this special human boy.
Although the jade swan saved him first,
But Biji knew that there were quite a few soul beasts and human soul masters who repaid kindness with enmity.
But this young man, despite being seriously injured and still recovering, repeatedly risked his life to save the jade swan. This kindness made Brigitte feel a sense of goodwill towards him.
She gently tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and met the purple eyes of the boy beside her: "Your name is... Dongfang Jing?"
Seeing Dongfang Jing nod in confirmation, she slowly raised her jade arm, her palm facing him.
A soft green light emanated from her palm, enveloping Dongfang Jing entirely.
Instantly, a pure and gentle energy flowed into his limbs and bones, so comfortable that he almost couldn't help but groan out loud.
What shocked Dongfang Jing even more was that the internal injuries left by that hammer blow had been completely healed, and his soul power flowed extremely smoothly.
A warm current flowed through his body, and his expression sharpened. A sudden gust of wind burst forth from his body, causing the surrounding grass to sway and a few leaves to fall from the trees behind him.
"My soul power has increased!" Dongfang Jing's face lit up with joy, but he quickly calmed down and respectfully bowed, "Thank you, senior!"
Brigitte smiled gently, stroking the jade swan in her arms: "As the saying goes, either you erupt in silence or you perish in silence. You pushed yourself to the limit before, and now that your injuries have healed, your improvement in cultivation is a natural progression."
Dongfang Jing understood.
While that is indeed the reason, the methods employed by this senior are truly astonishing.
"Senior, please forgive my impertinence, are you a Title Douluo?"
Brigitte blinked: "Guess?"
Upon hearing this, Dongfang Jing raised an eyebrow slightly.
'Let me guess? I bet it is!'
Although he was curious about the other person's title, it seemed that the senior was intentionally keeping it a secret, so he didn't ask any further questions.
Brigitte smiled slightly and beckoned to Dongfang Jing, signaling him to come closer: "Your internal and external injuries have healed, but your mental energy seems to be particularly depleted."
Dongfang Jing nodded in agreement, acknowledging that he was indeed a Title Douluo who could see through his condition at a glance.
He leaned closer and asked, "Senior, do you have a way to solve this?"
“Yes, but my abilities are limited, I can only help you recover a little,” Brigitte admitted.
Her specialty is healing injuries, not directly replenishing mental energy.
There is almost no way to directly replenish someone else's spiritual power. Perhaps a high-level spiritual beast could do it, but Bi Ji cannot.
Moreover, mental strength varies from person to person. As long as the mental world does not collapse, it can be gradually restored through meditation or sleep.
She was able to use this soul skill because she had hundreds of thousands of years of cultivation.
She further explained, "To replenish your spiritual energy, my spiritual energy needs to enter your spiritual world. Are you sure you want to trust me?"
Dongfang Jing nodded without hesitation: "With your strength, if you really wanted to harm me, I would have died countless times already."
Biji smiled slightly, said no more, and gently placed her fair and slender hand on Dongfang Jing's forehead.
Both of them closed their eyes at the same time.
After obtaining permission from Dongfang Jing, Brigitte easily entered his mental world.
However, as soon as it entered, the powerful beast was stunned, its emerald green pupils contracting sharply in shock!
She looked around, momentarily lost in thought.
I clearly remember entering the mental world of that human boy, but where am I now?
Looking out, the sky is crystal clear, a pure and pristine azure blue.
Below, the sea of clouds stretches endlessly, with layers upon layers of pure white clouds that surge gently like the tide, extending to the horizon.
Several floating islands hovered above the clouds, their verdant rocks adorned with glistening moss, and wisps of mist cascading down their edges.
Deep within the clouds and mist, the scene was hazy and indistinct, difficult to see clearly.
Meanwhile, Brigitte was standing on the largest floating island in the center.
Seemingly sensing something, Brigitte unconsciously swallowed and stiffly raised her head to look up.
A pair of eyes, shimmering with golden light, were slowly opening.
Under that gaze, Brigitte felt her life was completely in her hands, as if the other party could destroy her soul with just a thought or a glance.
however,
After catching a glimpse of Brigitte, those golden eyes slowly closed again, seemingly indifferent to her.
The suffocating sense of crisis that had been building up earlier dissipated.
Brigitte's beautiful face showed a look of confusion and bewilderment.
Coming to her senses, she unfolded the wings she had been hiding.
The pair of emerald-like wings suddenly burst forth with a dazzling green light, enveloping the entire floating island in a warm glow.
After a long while, Brigitte retracted her wings, looked up at the sky with lingering fear, and quickly retreated from that eerie place.
Back in the real world, she clutched her chest, feeling like her heart was about to jump out of her chest.
Although she was surrounded by a forest she knew all too well, the scene she had just witnessed still terrified her.
She wiped the sweat from her forehead, her mind a jumbled mess.
At this moment, Dongfang Jing opened his eyes and felt that his mental strength had indeed recovered somewhat.
He couldn't help but wonder: 'Just who is this senior? Could he be a Title Douluo with healing abilities?'
Seeing that Brigitte's complexion was not quite right, he asked in confusion, "Senior, are you alright?"
Brigitte snapped out of her daze, glaring at him fiercely with a hint of resentment: "How dare you ask?"
Dongfang Jing looked bewildered: "What happened to me?"
"You didn't feel anything just now?" Brigitte asked incredulously. "Didn't you see how I replenished your mental energy?"
"No," Dongfang Jing answered honestly, "I was just looking inward at my own spiritual world and was wondering why I couldn't find you."
Brigitte was now confused as well.
When talking to this boy, he not only spoke frankly, but his eyes were also very clear, and he did not seem to be lying at all.
Besides, he's so young; he couldn't possibly be a born drama queen.
Brigitte then asked, "What did you see when you looked inward?"
"What does it look like? It's just a space. I'm not wearing anything. I'm standing naked on the calm sea. There's nothing else."
Biji seemed to be deep in thought: "The sea? This is the Sea of Spirit! Can't you see the complete spiritual world? Release your martial spirit so I can see it."
Dongfang Jing stretched out his hand, and a dark purple shard of mirror appeared in his palm.
“Shattered Mirror, a weapon-type martial soul, is not a mental-type one,” Bi Ji pondered. “Then how could it form a sea of spirit?”
Dongfang Jing was also confused. He had always thought that the spiritual world was the same as the spiritual sea. It seemed that the two were related, but there were some differences.
Seeing that this senior truly meant him no harm, Dongfang Jing thought for a moment and decided to reveal his spirit rings as well.
When the three spirit rings, purple, black, and purple, appeared in succession, Bi Ji first widened her eyes slightly in surprise.
Then his brow furrowed, then relaxed.
Finally, he lowered his eyes, his face showing a look of helplessness and loneliness.
'Alas, he is ultimately a Soul Master, and he needs Soul Rings.'
Chapter 90 Three Questions, Becoming an Apprentice to Brigitte
He noticed that the beautiful woman's expression had darkened.
Although he didn't understand the reason, Dongfang Jing immediately withdrew his martial spirit.
Brigitte's heart was filled with contradictions and turmoil at this moment.
Seeing that she was lost in thought, Dongfang Jing waited quietly by her side.
After a long while, Biji suddenly asked, "Dongfang Jing, how old are you this year?"
"Ten years old, but his birthday hasn't arrived yet."
"That's over nine years old, and he's already reached level 37 in soul power through solo cultivation!" Brigitte exclaimed sincerely. She had never heard of a human being who could cultivate to such a level at such a young age.
"You flatter me, senior," Dongfang Jing asked hesitantly, "What is it you're asking about?"
Brigitte did not answer directly, but instead turned her gaze to the jade swan in her arms, her eyes showing both concern and trepidation.
The emerald swan made a puzzled "goose" sound and stared blankly at its chieftain.
Brigitte looked at its bandaged wings, stretched out her palm, and a green light flashed.
In the blink of an eye, the wound on the wing was completely healed.
After the bandages were removed, the jade swan tried flapping its wings, swirling and dancing joyfully in the air, emitting cheerful calls.