The Northern Song Dynasty returned south, seeking the truth of the Dao.

Two positive results!

Wang Zhen was overjoyed. Since this coin was still on the positive side, it meant that there was more than a 50% chance that the matter would succeed! The specific process would depend on the positive and negative sides of the last coin.

He picked up the copper coin from the ground, wiped it clean, and carefully put it into his cloth bag. Then he went to the third copper coin. The first two were both facing up, which was somewhat unexpected.

So even if this third one is Yin, he can accept it. After all, this is the first time in so many years that a soul has been summoned back to life, so it's normal for the process to have some twists and turns.

As he brushed the snow off the copper coin, sure enough, the coin on the ground had the inscription on the reverse side. Wang Zhen nodded, picked up the coin from the ground, and put it away.

This result, while unexpected, is also quite reasonable upon reflection. After all, neither Chong nor the True Man had ever used this spell before. Since the Patriarch had given his permission, and there was more than a 50% chance of success, then it was worth a try!

Wang Zhenhuan was no longer uneasy. He carefully placed the cloth bag close to his body, then turned and went back to his room. This time, he didn't toss and turn as before; as soon as he lay down, he slept soundly until dawn.

As the sun rose at dawn the next day, Wang Zhenhuan got up early. With nothing else to do, he went to the courtyard, found a broom, and began to sweep the snow.

He had just swept a few times when he suddenly heard the door open behind him. Wang Zhenhuan was startled and turned around. He saw Ling Zhizi standing in the room, pale-faced, looking at him with a smile.

"Fellow Daoist is awake!! That's wonderful!!"

Wang Huanzhen exclaimed in surprise, then dropped the broom in his hand. He rushed into the house like the wind, instinctively wanting to hug Ling Zhizi. But upon getting closer, he remembered the difference between men and women, and awkwardly changed his embrace to a cupped-hands gesture.

Ling Zhizi smiled and stepped forward, gently smoothing his loose white hair with her hand. Then she opened her arms and embraced him without any hesitation. Wang Huanzhen was stunned at first, then a blush rose to his face like ink.

"You've worked hard, my little man."

Ling Zhizi whispered in his ear, her breath sweet as orchids. Hearing her words, the tender feelings in Wang Huanzhen's heart gradually dissipated. He smiled, hugged Ling Zhizi, and replied.

"Blessed are you! I haven't even thanked you for your protection yet, why are you thanking me first?"

"I've been entrusted with this task, so I must be loyal to it. As long as everyone is alive, that's all that matters." Ling Zhizi released her grip, stood in front of Wang Zhenhuan, and replied with a smile.

Upon hearing Ling Zhizi's words, Wang Zhenhuan's face immediately fell. Most of his joy vanished. He smiled at Ling Zhizi and replied, "Fellow Daoist, please wait here a moment. I will go and invite True Man Chonghe to take a look at you."

Having said that, he turned to leave. But Ling Zhizi saw all the changes in his expression. She grabbed Wang Huanzhen's hand, looked at him with her watery eyes, and asked.

"What happened? How long was I unconscious? Where's the little turtle that was with you?"

"It's a long story, fellow Daoist, you should rest first. I'll tell you the details another day. I'll go find Master Chonghe first, so he can check on your recovery."

When Wang Huanzhen heard her mention Ao Shuang, he subconsciously lowered his head, avoiding her gaze as he replied. Then, after pulling his hand away from hers, he walked towards the door.

"It's a long story, so let's make it short! Is there something I can't know? If that's really the case, then go ahead and do it. Just consider it me asking a question out of curiosity." Ling Zhizi sat back down in her chair and looked at Wang Huanzhen's back as she spoke.

Upon hearing Ling Zhizi's words, Wang Zhenhuan stopped at the doorway without turning around. He already considered her like an older sister, so how could he possibly deceive her?

"I didn't mean to deceive you; I simply didn't know how to bring it up. How about I bring Chonghe Zhenren here, and after he examines your body, I'll sit down and tell you slowly? Is that alright?"

"Okay, it's a deal. I'll wait for you here." Ling Zhizi smiled again after hearing Wang Zhenhuan's words. She was originally a fox spirit in human form, and although her face was pale and weak, her smile had a unique charm.

After leaving the side room, Wang Huanzhen hurried towards the backyard, where he happened to see Chonghe Zhenren coming out. He quickly stepped forward, cupped his hands in greeting, and said, "Zhenren, Fellow Daoist Lingzhi has woken up. I would be grateful if you could go and check on her recovery."

"Oh? You're awake? Very good, let's go together then." Chonghe Zhenren nodded with a smile upon hearing Wang Zhenhuan's words, and then followed him back to the room.

"May you be blessed with boundless happiness. Shangqing Lingzhizi greets the True Man." Upon seeing Daoist Chonghe enter, Lingzhizi hurriedly rose and bowed.

"May the Heavenly Venerable grant you boundless blessings. Chonghezi returns the greeting. Fellow Daoist, please sit down. This humble Daoist will take your pulse." Chonghe Zhenren returned the greeting with clasped hands and then gestured for him to enter.

Wang Huanzhen stood nervously to the side, watching Chong Hezi take Ling Zhizi's pulse. After a dozen or so breaths, Chong Hezi released his hand. He said to Ling Zhizi, "Fellow Daoist, you've recovered quite well. Your major injuries are basically healed; the rest just requires a little recuperation."

After saying that, he took out a porcelain bottle from his sleeve and placed it on the table. He said to Ling Zhizi, "This bottle contains a Rejuvenation Pill that I have refined myself. It can help you recover your vitality. I believe you will be fully recovered soon."

"This is too precious..." Ling Zhizi looked at the porcelain bottle, unsure how to answer, and subconsciously glanced at Wang Zhenhuan. Wang Zhenhuan knew just how powerful Chong Hezi's pills were.

Seeing Ling Zhizi hesitate, he stepped forward and placed the porcelain bottle in her hand. Then he turned to Chong Hezi, cupped his hands in thanks, and said, "This junior thanks the True Person on behalf of Fellow Daoist Ling Zhizi!"

"You're the most cunning little rascal! Come to my room early tonight so I can start making preparations for your brother's matter sooner." Okiko smiled, pointed at Wang Huanzhen, and then got up and left the room.

Ling Zhizi hurriedly stood up to thank him and, together with Wang Zhenhuan, saw Chong Hezi out. Back in her room, Ling Zhizi looked at Wang Zhenhuan and asked, "What happened to your brother?"

Wang Zhenhuan pondered for a moment, then sighed and told Ling Zhizi the whole story. Ling Zhizi listened in silence. She hadn't expected that the person who had been inseparable from Wang Zhenhuan was now separated from her by death.

"So what are you going to do?" Ling Zhizi opened the porcelain bottle, poured out a pill, swallowed it, and then asked.

"Master Chonghe possesses a magical technique that can summon souls back to life. We plan to recall my brother's soul tonight," Wang Zhenhuan explained after a moment's thought.

"Summoning the soul? This... isn't this going against the will of Heaven? Are you sure you can succeed?" Ling Zhizi asked Wang Huanzhen.

"After all, it's an ancient spell, and even Master Chonghe has never tried it before. Last night I used copper coins to divine, and I'm more than 50% sure," Wang Zhenhuan nodded.

"Fifty percent is enough to take a gamble. Since that's the case, let's give it a try!"