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Chapter 168 Fake Spirit Body

Yan Junze thought it over but felt something was off.

If it had been a simple spirit-splitting like that of the Resentful Granny, he would have been completely controlled by her much earlier and wouldn't have waited until the moment when he was about to be killed for it to explode forth.

Could it be... the Back-faced Woman planted this spirit-splitting in him to help him?

If it truly was for his own good, then this method was far too terrifying.

Regardless, it seemed that his body had now returned to normal, even the fatal wounds had disappeared, which for the time being was good news for him.

After a bout of whimsical ideas, Yan Junze quickly fell into a deep sleep.

He slept until six in the evening before waking up, his head felt groggy, and his limbs were still weak and limp.

After waking, he lay in bed for quite a while.

When he arrived at the bathroom, a glance in the mirror gave Yan Junze quite a shock.

His reflection was as pale as paper; had his eyes not been blinking, he would have been indistinguishable from a dead person.

"Is this a symptom of having undergone spirit-splitting?" Yan Junze muttered to himself.

He then remembered that he was severely lacking blood, and although it seemed he could stand here, there was hardly any blood in his body.

This was definitely not good for him.

Should the lost blood be replenished through a transfusion at the hospital, or should he drink directly?

Thinking it over, if he went to the hospital and requested a blood transfusion directly, it would probably cause a sensation. Otherwise, there would be no way to explain how someone could walk into a hospital alive with a completely insufficient blood supply inside their body.

He decided to try drinking some blood to see if his body would absorb it and convert it into his own blood supply.

Immediately, he took out his phone and called Zhou Dali.

"What, you need fresh blood? What for? Catching a vampire?" Zhou Dali sounded obviously shocked on the other end.

"Don't worry about it, just get me some," Yan Junze said.

"Do you want human blood, or..."

"Animal... animal blood will do, any problem?"

Zhou Dali nodded, "Should be no problem, my great-uncle's godmother's daughter's husband's sister's husband has a farm, I'll ask him."

Yan Junze had gotten used to Zhou Dali's intricate web of relatives and connections. There was always a line to follow, a person to find, and a way to help whenever needed.

"If possible, could you hurry? I'll pay you for the blood," Yan Junze said.

"What are you talking about money for, that hurts the feelings," Zhou Dali hung up the phone and went off to make arrangements.

After a quick wash of his face, Yan Junze's mother, Li Man, came home.

She had seen her son sleeping in the morning, so she did not wake him. But now, seeing Yan Junze's pale face, she was startled and began asking many concerned questions.

Yan Junze only claimed he had stayed up too late and was feeling a bit of a cold, had taken some cold medicine, and then retreated back to his bedroom to rest.

Seeing that he was simply pale and not exhibiting any other symptoms, Li Man hurried to the kitchen, defrosted two fish, and started cooking chicken with mushrooms, planning to give Yan Junze a nourishing meal that evening.

While lying in bed, Yan Junze made a call to Zhang Xiaomo.

The two hadn't seen each other for a while, and after a bit of small talk, Yan Junze found an opportunity to ask, "By the way, you mentioned last time that after 48 hours of being spirit-split, there would be no saving them. What would such a person turn into then?"

"Completely controlled by the strangeness itself, devoid of their own thoughts, they become like walking corpses." Zhang Xiaomo was stunned for a moment, although she didn't know why he would ask such a question, she still quickly responded.

"Are there any exceptions?" Yan Junze said, "For instance, the person appears completely normal, without any anomalies, only under certain special conditions might the state of Spirit-Splitting be triggered."

Zhang Xiaomo had an epiphany: "What you're talking about isn't Spirit-Splitting; it's a Fake Spirit Body. Only strangenesses of at least the Sculpting Spirit level can achieve a Fake Spirit Body.

If a person is imbued with a Fake Spirit Body, when the life of the Fake Spirit Body is in danger, the Spirit Body will be activated, temporarily possessing the power of that Sculpting Spirit level strangeness."

"Are there any side effects?" Yan Junze asked.

"Of course, there are." Zhang Xiaomo replied, "As soon as the Fake Spirit Body is activated for the first time, that person is referred to by us exorcists as a 'Semi-spirit,' which is between that of strangeness and human.

Normally they seem like an ordinary person, even exorcists can hardly detect them, but once the Fake Spirit Body is activated, they can be considered equivalent to a true strangeness."

"Do you have to exterminate such... Semi-spirits?" This was a matter of great concern to Yan Junze.

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It seemed he had already activated the Fake Spirit Body, unquestionably making him the "Semi-spirit" described by Zhang Xiaomo.

"That depends on the purpose for which the person activated the Fake Spirit Body," Zhang Xiaomo said with a smile, "I remember telling you that some people have very powerful special constitutions, making them most suitable for activating a Fake Spirit Body, and some of them are also Spirit Cultivators.

After nurturing a powerful strangeness, they merge with it on purpose through certain methods to obtain a Fake Spirit Body."

"There's such a situation?" Yan Junze was astonished.

Zhang Xiaomo continued, "The motives of these kinds of Semi-spirits are very bad, definitely the targets we exorcists exterminate. But the good Semi-spirits are not to be exterminated. If used well, they can still be a potent ally."

That's more like it.

Yan Junze sighed in relief, otherwise if he failed to collect Different Dimension Energy and ended up being hunted by exorcists every day, would he still have a life to live?

"Why do you ask these questions? Did you encounter a 'Semi-spirit'?" Zhang Xiaomo inquired.

Yan Junze made up a story, "No, just asking for a friend who encountered one, didn't know what it was, and was curious to ask you."

"I see." Zhang Xiaomo smiled, "To make a person a 'Semi-spirit,' a strangeness of at least Sculpting Spirit level usually has to pay a considerable price. This thing... can't really be said to be good or bad, if not handled carefully, it's possible to become a True Spirit Body, that is, the so-called Ethereal spirit."

"What the hell is an Ethereal spirit?" Yan Junze was momentarily stunned.

"Uh, above Sculpting Spirit."

After rambling on with Zhang Xiaomo for a while, Yan Junze gained a few more insights into the concept of strangenesses.

Looking at the situation, him becoming a "Semi-spirit" was now a fact, as he had already triggered the Fake Spirit Body state during the critical moment last night, and with the first activation, he was now a Semi-spirit.

But Zhang Xiaomo had said that to plant a Fake Spirit Body requires a considerable cost from a Sculpting Spirit level strangeness. If the Back-faced Woman intentionally planted it in him, then her intentions may not be malicious toward him.

Still, if she really meant to help him, then the price was too steep.

Zhang Xiaomo was currently in the Tianmeng District office, she had agreed with Yan Junze to have a meal together when he reported to Tianmeng University of Science and Technology, and then she hung up the phone.

Before long, Li Man had prepared the meals, and Yan Daguo had also come home.

Yan Junze, pushing through his frailty, got up and, after smelling the fragrant fish soup that made his mouth water, he gulped down most of the bowl in one go, then ate a small bowl of chicken stewed with mushrooms.

Just as he was about to add some more rice and eat some homely dishes,

suddenly his stomach churned, his already pale cheeks turned purplish-green in an instant, and his stomach began to roil.

Under the astonished eyes of his parents, he hurried into the bathroom and retched, vomiting everything he had just eaten.

Li Man thought he was severely ill and quickly brought him a cup of hot water.

At this moment, the text message tone from Yan Junze's phone in his pocket rang. Wiping his mouth with a towel, he casually took out his phone and unlocked the screen to see that it was from Zhang Xiaomo.

"By the way, I forgot to tell you earlier. A Semi-spirit can only consume very little human food, however, it will seek out its own kind of food; this is also an important factor in identifying whether that Semi-spirit poses a threat."