Chapter 1204: Chapter 1204: Little Guy
Lin Zimu ultimately didn’t say much more, turning to look at the others.
Before Lin Zimu’s gaze could reach her, Mu Qingcheng had already stated that she was just expressing her stance, not discussing.
At the same time, she hoped he would abandon the idea; all four of them probably shared the same thought, and his advice would be useless.
At this critical moment, Xiaocao, who rarely spoke, finally suggested a compromise.
Everyone should enter an array together, even though it was slightly less efficient, it ensured progressing together and looking after each other.
Because no one knew what kind of dangers awaited inside.
Going solo would undoubtedly increase the risk factor significantly.
Instead, acting together might give them a chance at success.
On hearing this, Lin Zimu was exactly satisfied.
This was indeed the best approach they could think of at the moment.
Without the slightest hesitation, he fully agreed with Xiaocao’s plan.
"This method is workable, I agree. What do you all think?"
As soon as Lin Zimu spoke, he saw the other three women smiling somewhat mysteriously.
The next moment, he realized that he might have been tricked by the four women in cahoots.
This was probably something they had planned in advance.
However, a gentleman keeps his word.
Once spoken, there was no reason to take it back.
He only hoped to quickly find Yang Yan to stabilize these four swords.
The four swords had a habit of acting alone, so their concession this time was commendable.
Before taking action, Lin Zimu reminded them again: "Everyone, be sure not to split up. Time is of the essence, let’s get moving!"
Thus, the group randomly selected an array to enter together, continuing their journey to find Yang Yan.
On the other side, Yang Yan, while choosing Soul Searching, suddenly felt something watching him, giving him a start, and he quickly emitted his Spiritual Sense to search.
Before long, he discovered that it too was a spiritual soul of a mystical creature.
The difference was that this soul still retained intelligence.
Yang Yan’s curiosity was immediately piqued.
However, as soon as he discovered this mystical creature’s soul, the soul became alert.
Almost at once, it turned and fled.
This made Yang Yan even more certain of his guess.
"Interesting, but I won’t let you get away."
Yang Yan sneered, then transformed into a shadow, starting to chase in the direction of the aura.
It was getting more interesting.
Unexpectedly, this little thing was quite fast.
Unfortunately, you’ve come across me, Yang Yan, today, and you’re destined not to escape!
As Yang Yan chased, he found the opponent’s speed was astonishing.
It was small in stature, emitting a faint light, looking just like a beam of light.
From the beginning to now, only a few breaths had passed, and it had already widened the distance between them.
Additionally, the bright glow it emitted made it hard for Yang Yan to identify what it was.
Finally, he had to use Soul Fire to block its escape route and coupled it with Devouring Power to capture the soul.
Looking at the mystical creature’s soul in hand, Yang Yan revealed a slight smile, speaking as if to himself:
"Heh! Magic is one foot tall, the path one yard high. To try to escape from my grasp, you’re still a bit lacking."
Upon closer inspection, Yang Yan found that beneath the spiritual light, the soul resembled a little kitty.
Perhaps it was frightened by Yang Yan’s laughter, or perhaps it understood his words, it began to plead for mercy once captured.
Nonetheless, even though it was clearly scared, it insisted on putting on a facade of indifference, with a do-or-die demeanor, making Yang Yan find it both amusing and exasperating.
He speculated that its intellect was likely equivalent to a six or seven-year-old child.
Yang Yan could sense that this soul was quite weak, even inferior compared to the numerous Residual Souls he had overpowered.
Just applying slight pressure, its glow visibly dimmed somewhat.
Luckily, Yang Yan did not truly intend to harm it and immediately withdrew his strength.
Otherwise, it might have already dispersed into the air by now.
Right from the start, Yang Yan was highly intrigued by this little thing.
Unexpectedly, such a weak soul could burst forth with such astonishing speed!
It was exactly for this reason that Yang Yan did not harbor murderous intent at first sight.
Otherwise, it might have ended up like its numerous companions, dissolved into the air.
Yet Yang Yan attempted to probe it, and indeed, it was too weak.
Trying to forcefully Soul Search it to retain its existence or original intelligence seemed unfeasible.
Therefore, Yang Yan planned to straightforwardly question it.
If it was sensible, it would be a win-win for everyone.
If it was uncooperative, he would have no choice but to strike ruthlessly.
"Little thing, why are you here? Tell me the truth! If you cooperate, I might spare your life."
Apparently understanding Yang Yan’s words, the mystical creature immediately showed a relieved expression.
The light on its body flickered, and it actually spoke directly.
"Really? Will you really spare me?" It looked at Yang Yan eagerly, asking weakly.
Seeing its innocent demeanor, he found it amusing.
This creature was definitely pretending.
Its true intelligence might be higher than a child’s.
The more this was the case, the more delighted Yang Yan was.
The higher the intelligence, the more it would know, which was exactly what Yang Yan needed in this peculiar space.
He grinned, warning fiercely: "Heh, if you believe, then there is, if not, then there isn’t. Of course, if you don’t believe, your little life is certainly gone."
The little thing’s face showed uncertainty at his words.
After a while, it looked up again, pitifully glancing at Yang Yan.
But when its gaze met Yang Yan’s, it immediately shrank its neck, averting its eyes.
"I’ll talk, I’ll talk! Whatever I know, I’ll tell. Just please, don’t kill me. I beg you..."
Hearing the little thing’s stammering words, Yang Yan’s smile grew even brighter.
Yet his intense gaze remained fixed on it, not leaving for a moment.
The little thing glanced at him quickly, shivering all over, and hurriedly pleaded:
"No... I... I’ll talk! Actually... actually, I don’t even know why I’m here, and I remember very little."
Yang Yan saw the little thing’s expression, knowing it was truly scared, and did not press it further, saying directly: "Then tell me everything you know. Make sure not to try and hide anything; I am indeed a ruthless killer."
Hence, this soul spilled out everything it knew like a bamboo tube pouring out beans.
Unfortunately, this soul’s own memory was also incomplete, unable to recall what had happened here.
Merely based on vague memory fragments, it inferred that some catastrophic event had occurred, rendering it and the other mystical creatures in this state.
But Yang Yan quickly realized that this guy was born a comedian.
As it spoke, it became loquacious.
