Spirit Vessel Novels & Stories

He then waved his right hand and a table with two chairs appeared. On the table was spirit liquor, this is a legendary wine that only gods and immortals could drink. If a mortal won the lottery and got the money to buy this godly medicine, his soul would explode with the first sip of the liquid. That's how incredible this wine is. Its purpose is to expand and refresh the soul which a soul of a mortal housed by a mortal body cannot certainly hold such change. Although the man and the fat god are in soul form right now, spirits can still be taken as it came from the purest of souls; that of an unborn child, the innocents.

Zephyr sneered. Evil spirits were spiritual bodies composed of sinister and evil energy. What kind of spiritual vessels could devour evil spirits? However, before Zephyr could finish sneering, Sebastian held up the Sky Devouring Bottle and coldly commanded toward the approaching evil spirit, "Devour!" The next moment, Sebastian infused his spiritual energy into the Sky Devouring Bottle. Immediately, the small bottle in his hand erupted with tremendous devouring power. The blood-red evil spirit rushing toward Sebastian instinctively sensed a terrifying presence emanating from the tiny bottle in Sebastian's hand.

He looked again at the book I was carrying and let out a sigh, as if what he was about to say weighed more than he had expected. “What you saw last night…” he began, his eyes serious, “wasn’t a nightmare or a hallucination. Scarlett, the creature that almost drowned you is a gorgon. A princess of the lake, to be exact.” The words barely seemed real, and for a moment I thought it had to be some kind of joke. “A… gorgon?” I repeated, incredulous. “Like in the legends?” “Yes.” Alex nodded, his expression completely certain. “I don’t know why a lake princess attacked you, but I promise I’ll find out.”

May I ask, why did you take such a risk, absorbing so much dark energy from others? The conversation was filled with fantastical elements and left the others utterly bewildered. Was a dark energy residing within the revered Sacred General? It was a concept that defied logic! Mr. Faith explained calmly. "In my youth, I acquired a peculiar artifact called the Violet Spirit Vessel. This vessel possesses the ability to absorb dark energy, such as resentment and murderous intent from the hearts of men. "Later, when I joined the military and witnessed countless battlefields littered with the fallen, their lingering resentment filled me with an unbearable sense of gr

“What you mean, because of us, what did we do to anger the heavens towards Blake?” Seeing the concern on her face, Gerold got the confirmation he needed. “It’s because you are the Spirit Sprite, Tabith, Tabby, and Sylvia are the Spirit Vessels, and all four of you will be for Blake’s cultivation, and the heavens are jealous of him. There is a price to go against the heavens, and Blake will bear it for you four.” Gerold explained to Claire.

Although it has the name 'spirit crystal,' it didn't object shaped like a piece of crystal. For example, Wind Spirit Crystal, Vitruj, belonging to Weather Goddes, Alina, Having a form of robes worn by wanderers in the desert. This heirloom has the power to control the wind and weather. What an incredible power, I thought. Another heirloom had different effects on each other. Suddenly my eyes fixed on one spot on the page.

Her sorrow had become a constant, gnawing ache, and her cries of despair now felt like a burden to those around her every moment even though she had done all the possibilities for this bliss. As the woman's moans grew louder, a man in his forties, holding a torch, approached the dugout, attempting to console her. Unbeknownst to the others, he was surely a spy for the enemy, tasked with identifying aims for their bombers' target. But before he could get close, the distraught woman, sensing his insincerity, slapped him with all her might, knocking him down unconscious. He couldn't bear the blow of a slap, so crumpled to the ground, just as Vicky's elder brother sprang into action, seizing the

And then, in a whisper that carried the weight of centuries, it began to recount a tale of betrayal, deceit, and a life cut short in the cruelest of manners. The pack members listened intently, their faces etched with empathy and understanding. They realized that the spirit was a lost soul, trapped in a realm between the living and the dead, seeking retribution for the injustices it had endured. As the spirit's story unfolded, Alpha Leori's expression softened, his eyes filled with a mix of sorrow and compassion. He approached the invisible presence, extending a hand in an offering of peace. "Spirit, I cannot change the past, but together we can shape the future. Release your hold on vengean

"Communicating with the Norvegius family is why the NIRL sent my team to earth." "'Communicating' is one way of describing your new connection with Vigtor Norvegius's youngest daughter." "Ma'am, make your point." Stralath strove for calm. He respected Coco and viewed her as a valuable colleague and trusted friend. "The fisheri are called 'sirens' for multiple reasons. Their ability to cast a hypnotic spell—and their allure doesn't just come from their beautiful spores or voices. They are charming creatures." Coco crossed her legs as she elaborated. "I like Bobby's boyish charisma, even though I know he murdered a human on a beach."

"In fact, the Illusory Spirit Sea belongs to a kind of Prohibition formation, which is specially used to prevent outsiders from entering the other secret land!" "And in the secret land on the other side, there is Venerable Wind Spirit, a really valuable thing!" "As a stunning big shot, Venerable Wind soul naturally can't let his treasures be easily obtained by others!" "Therefore, in the Illusory Spirit Sea, there are many evil spirits, undead, remnant soul, and so on that are condensed into an evil object!" "These things are very powerful. If they are not strong enough, they are almost impossible to resist!"