Chapter 562: Chapter 505: Has the Split Soul Broken Apart?
While traversing the sea floor, Han Yu didn’t forget to remain constantly aware of the commotion on the surface.
After traveling less than a hundred miles, the sea floor began to slowly plunge into darkness.
Is it night already?
So soon?
Only then did Han Yu realize, with hindsight, that he’d been chased for an entire day.
This was an unprecedented experience.
"Isn’t it thrilling?"
The Artifact Spirit leaned against Ping, speaking with a smirk.
Han Yu’s face darkened. Thrilling, my ass. It was another day of risking my neck.
Since starting out, he barely had a day of peace, and damn, sixty years of bad luck with no end in sight!
So tired!
"Pressure is what drives your constant rise. Competing with your peers is pointless. As long as they don’t kill you, the next time you meet, you can finish them off."
The Artifact Spirit comforted him twice.
Han Yu inevitably coughed dryly a few times; this pie was too dry, easy to choke on.
Competing with peers was pointless, but fighting these millennia-old monsters, he was at a disadvantage!
They were constantly a level above him. This wasn’t just about being of the same age; it was about touching the upper limits of the Cultivator Realm, touching the Divine Platform Realm, and then there’s still the talk of Entering the Dao.
If such tales were spread back to Central Continent, those old folks, especially the one from the Piaomiao Sect, would probably go nuts.
"I wish I could just coast along, eating and waiting to die among my peers."
Han Yu lamented, not without feeling.
"The problem is even if you wanted to coast, you can’t."
The Artifact Spirit rolled its eyes and muttered.
In terms of peers, Han Yu’s Realm in the entire Cultivator Realm among his age group could give even the so-called prodigies Heart Demons.
In terms of strength, there wasn’t a single cultivator in the Central Continent who could take him.
Back when Bai Xiangdong wanted to set up a special Transcendence List just for Han Yu, it faced unanimous opposition.
Whenever this guy gets on any list, everyone below becomes a joke.
"You see, you just can’t play along with them."
"Besides, you get itchy if you don’t court death every day."
The Artifact Spirit’s words made Han Yu fall into contemplation, and after a long while, he had a peculiar expression.
"Do you really think I’m such a scoundrel?"
However, the Artifact Spirit asked back with absolute certainty, "Do you enjoy fooling those three old monsters or not?"
Han Yu had a strange look, because speaking of which, he did feel a bit delighted inside.
Especially after escaping, feeling an extreme sense of relief and satisfaction.
"So, you’re just a restless guy."
The Artifact Spirit finally reached a conclusion and forcefully ended the conversation because the Ping had some movements again.
Huh—aah—
The Glazed Bottle swayed and spat out a rainbow, moments later coughing out a pill as if ejecting overnight phlegm.
Just by catching sight of the pill, Han Yu knew how accurate the Artifact Spirit’s comment had been.
He really was asking for death and feeling an itch, restless and quite the rascal...
...
The split soul also felt quite lowly, harboring a sensation of deep disdain for himself.
The memories from the Deserted Island kept coming back in a constant stream, those three shameless idiots just taking it for granted that he risked his life, worrying both body and mind to save them.
For a moment, he could hardly tell if he was saving himself or not.
"Your Heaven and Earth Four Division Skill has definite and major drawbacks."
Liu Zongyuan glanced at the state of the split soul and shook his head.
This odd situation was something he witnessed several times with other avatars back in the Celestial Dao Sect.
The split soul may not have been the pioneer of the avatar technique, but it was definitely pivotal as a negative example.
He truly illuminated an ultimate truth: avatar techniques must have a hierarchical structure; otherwise, one would get lost in their self-perception and be unable to transcend like this poor devil.
There are said to be twelve avatars, twelve split souls.
But who is the real master? Probably each thinks they are the controlling one, yet none can control any avatar besides themselves.
The split soul seemed to gradually realize this problem, and the downsides of this issue continued to be magnified.
So, this time, when he brought Liu Zongyuan back to the Deserted Island, besides exchanging a couple avatars, he also thought about conducting some sort of experimentation.
...
"Don’t hand me over."
When the three avatars spoke to the old Daoist simultaneously, it left everyone present utterly bewildered.
What kind of bizarre situation was this?
Weren’t things going well enough, exchanging two avatars for Liu Zongyuan?
Could it be that they were going to renege?
At this moment, the three avatars simultaneously had grim expressions. Sharing memories with each other, no matter what experiences or thoughts other avatars had, all were simultaneously shared among all the avatars.
Perhaps previously this was a highly useful ability, but as of now, it no longer was.
The avatar over with Liu Zongyuan definitely did not want the avatars here to know his plans.
And so, a wildly absurd scene unfolded.
All three avatars spoke in unison: "It’s the same. Give Liu Zongyuan to you, but don’t let us go, don’t hand us over, we beg you."
In the hands of the Celestial Dao Sect, as long as they retained some value, they might not die.
But if they followed the plan of the other head, the two avatars sent back would certainly die.
"Alternatively, we could collaborate. When he gets here, you could break the deal and take him down too."
The three avatars continued, sounding like a surreal tale to everyone listening.
There’s no way they were requesting harm upon themselves, let alone plotting in the kind of underhandedness that undercuts oneself.
It was unheard of and far-fetched to the extreme!
The old Daoist widened his eyes and paused for a moment, soon blinking back to reality with a peculiar expression.
This fool definitely had a fundamental problem with his Cultivation Technique, or rather, the drawbacks of his ability were magnified to the brink of a breakdown.
Despite being tempted by the suggestions from the avatars, he remained silently contemplative.
Compared to these three struggling avatars striving for life, the avatar with Liu Zongyuan was the true beginning of the variable, and he suddenly became immensely curious about what circumstances would unfold with the split soul next.
The old Daoist’s silence caused the three avatars to lose their sense of security and they quickly began making all kinds of promises.
"Keep me, and I will provide information on the movements of those in Yama Hall at any time in the future."
"Keep me, and I can even watch out for solitary members from the other halls for you in the future."
"Better to keep me. I’ll give you the locations of the other avatars..."
The words from the last avatar made the first two change their colors together; that was ruthless indeed!
This was practically death-seeking.
Even the old Daoist couldn’t help but give that avatar a glance; this one was the avatar brought back initially, one of the four split out from a complete avatar.
When Liu Zongyuan brought him back, he was already in a state of ruin by Han Yu, and it must be said that this avatar endured the most suffering.
"Bastard!"
On the other side, the split soul holding Liu Zongyuan suddenly swore loudly.
So ruthless, wanting to both go down together!
Damn, this is still "myself"?
Looks like for this transaction, besides the complete avatar with abilities, they’ll choose that small avatar. It’s a bit of a loss.
But, there’s no keeping such a ruthless bastard.
This wasn’t just ruthlessness; who knows what kind of terrible influence this bastard could have had on the other avatars with such a thought in the future!
"Do me a favor, and in the future, in the Endless Sea Domain, I can owe you one with this avatar too."
The split soul suddenly lifted Liu Zongyuan, directly opening his mouth.
Liu Zongyuan looked at him strangely, deciding to hear out the opposing party’s request first.
"Let’s hear it before I decide if it’s worthwhile."
"Definitely worthwhile!"
The split soul had absolute confidence in this.
Liu Zongyuan just needed to speak a few words, and after arriving at the Deserted Island, help retrieve the two avatars safely.
By then, he’d earned a promise cleanly, and as long as Liu Zongyuan was willing to help this time, he, in turn, could assist the other party once, provided it didn’t endanger himself.
Upon hearing this, Liu Zongyuan found it extremely absurd.
In a situation where both parties were essentially enemies, there would be moments of mutual promise.
"Are you trying to exploit your avatars?"
Liu Zongyuan had a faint suspicion.
"Exactly!"
The split soul did not deny this. He not only wanted to exploit those two avatars but also intended to make an unprecedented attempt...
