Chapter 579: Chapter 522: The Clingy Chasing Soul
"Trust me, I really am injured."
In New Sea Stone City, Ling Wuce was closely chasing after Han Yu, repeatedly saying the same sentence.
"I really believe you."
Han Yu was having a massive headache, as he had responded the same countless times.
Why wouldn’t the other party believe that he believed him!
Ling Wuce looked at his lively appearance; he didn’t look like someone who was injured at all. He figured that Han Yu definitely didn’t believe him.
If Han Yu didn’t believe him, he might suspect that he had some strange disgusting hobby.
If that rumor spread, how could he hold his head high in the future!
"Han Yu, you have to believe me, really believe me, I really am injured, which is why I’m taking this."
Ling Wuce was on the verge of tears; he even wanted to grab the Chicken Feather Gall and give it a beating.
Darn it, it just had to bring people in while he was taking this disgusting thing.
Han Yu was suffering from a headache. He glared sideways at Ling Wuce, clenched his fist, and threatened with a grin, "Old Ling, if you keep nagging, I’ll smack you!"
As soon as he said this, Ling Wuce immediately quieted down like a wronged little wife following behind. But it indirectly disgusted Han Yu again.
From Ling Wuce’s mouth, Han Yu learned that Quan Xiaotong had already properly arranged the Qi Fortune he wanted. He couldn’t wait to receive it.
To say this guy was crafty was an understatement; in order to hide the function of Qi Fortune Cultivators for Han Yu, he arranged for ten cultivators in the city to work with Celestial Craft Department cultivators.
"Looks like, this guy doesn’t want you to be exposed either; he has a heart."
The Artifact Spirit was very pleased with Quan Xiaotong’s actions and greatly praised it.
Han Yu, upon hearing this, rolled his eyes. This wasn’t a doubt about Quan Xiaotong, but about the Artifact Spirit.
When did this darn thing start saying nice things about people, unless there was a benefit?
If it weren’t for those ten Qi Fortune cultivators, even getting called a schemer would be mild.
However, this time, the sincerity was indeed substantial. Sixty years of Qi Fortune, divided among ten people, seemed like it was meant to save him some hassle.
With Ling Wuce leading, they arrived at a location in the city, where Han Yu randomly picked three, and then let Ling Wuce arrange for them to be taken back to the Government Office.
"Finally able to mold the shape."
The Artifact Spirit was already impatient; it had already brought out the Pills halfway there.
Han Yu also felt quite emotional inside. If the Artifact Spirit could indeed mold itself successfully this time, wouldn’t it mean that the goal was halfway completed?
All along, what he had been doing was nothing more than reviving Ping and the Artifact Spirit. Now, the Artifact Spirit’s shaping would mean the revival was complete; only Ping would be left afterward.
"After I revive, hang out with me, and I’ll ensure you live in luxury."
The Artifact Spirit had already begun imagining a beautiful future.
It felt that once it completely formed, there would certainly be a massive change.
Perhaps Han Yu could freely choose Pills in the future.
Perhaps it itself would have the power to smash everything in the future.
No matter which, both would be able to allow Han Yu to soar to great heights.
"Alright, stop making promises that don’t get fulfilled, they’re making me parched, I can’t swallow them."
Han Yu scolded with a laugh, but if it really was as the Artifact Spirit said, maybe this darn thing would really be his biggest trump card in the future.
"But if it really is true, keep your word."
Han Yu thought to remind it again.
...
"You scoundrel, you went back on your word."
Liu Zongyuan’s face turned blue as he gritted his teeth and cursed.
The deal was that if he told him, he wouldn’t follow, yet here he was, almost in the Central Continent, with this darn thing still tailing him.
What did he want to do?
"Naturally, I’m curious!"
Chasing Soul shrugged, allowing Liu Zongyuan to fume there, unmoved.
In terms of current strength, Liu Zongyuan wasn’t even a match for him; even without a serious injury, it wouldn’t work.
He was Chasing Soul, not a mere Splitting Soul.
So no matter how angry Liu Zongyuan got, the other wouldn’t make a move; if he wasn’t going to make a move, he had to endure it.
Besides, he really was curious.
In that desolate place of Central Continent, if there were someone who could treat Liu Zongyuan’s severe injuries, he’d believe it, but that it warranted the trouble of going there, he didn’t believe!
Unless the person who could heal wasn’t ordinary.
After much insistence and pestering, he finally extracted the information from Liu Zongyuan’s mouth that the person had the ability to instantly heal any injuries.
This only made him more curious.
Such a terrifying ability, even the Holy Sect couldn’t achieve it, right?
Liu Zongyuan couldn’t believe he let it slip; how could he have spilled such important details?
He finally somewhat understood why Splitting Soul found him foolish and repulsive before.
So until later, no matter how Chasing Soul prodded, he simply refused to speak.
Especially concerning the healing methods of that mysterious person, he clamped his jaw shut and wouldn’t say a word.
"Cut me some slack, let’s go our separate ways!"
Liu Zongyuan’s face was filled with defeat, humbly pleading.
Chasing Soul was instantly amazed, the silly Daoist and he had fought each other tooth and nail for so many years, yet here he was, using a tone of request.
But after pondering over the odd point in his words, his tone suddenly became peculiar.
"Cut you some slack? Should I take this to mean that the healing methods would embarrass you?"
Liu Zongyuan’s eyes instantly widened, his face turning pale.
Darn it, one doesn’t need brains to mature that swiftly.
How could he have guessed that?
Chasing Soul laughed out loud; he had prodded it out, a truly embarrassing method indeed.
How incredible must it be to make Liu Zongyuan sink so low, to be so humble?
Have to watch, need to watch closely.
Liu Zongyuan was nearly spewing curses again; if he could have beaten the other, he couldn’t resist the urge to kill!
Both were getting increasingly closer to the Central Continent; no matter how nicely Liu Zongyuan spoke, the relentless Chasing Soul was determined to follow.
In the end, Liu Zongyuan, near tears, shut his mouth and stopped talking.
To hell with it!
Chasing Soul was in a cheerful mood, seeing the coastline closing in, he felt inexplicably sentimental.
"Who would’ve thought, once you had me firmly blocked here, and today we’re entering together."
Life’s encounters, indeed unpredictable.
"I feel like my Dao heart was touched at this moment, even progressed a little."
"Yesterday’s self is no longer today’s self, and today’s self won’t be the future me, the original self is fickle, fate undecipherable."
Chasing Soul was not just saying it; under this realization, his aura still climbed a little.
Though not much, it was a genuine enlightenment, a natural prodigy!
Liu Zongyuan watched almost wide-eyed; was this possible?
Was this still the "spend a lifetime without a brain, merely a Splitting Soul" guy?
This darn thing seemed to be preparing for Dao comprehension; could it find its own Dao path and have an opportunity for Entering the Dao?
"You... you merely changed your name, didn’t change yourself, isn’t that a little too outrageous?"
At this moment, Liu Zongyuan really felt sour in his heart. The words he once used to mock Splitting Soul were still vivid, but now those words came boomeranging back at him, his face stinging.
"The Central Continent has arrived."
Chasing Soul suddenly reminded with a grin.
Liu Zongyuan, whose face was stinging, now felt a liver ache.
Judging by this scoundrel’s behavior, he was determined to tag along to watch.
What to do?
Should he continue to save face?
Or just go back?
"Many from the Yama Hall are dead or injured, new personnel should replenish soon; if restoring your strength quickly is possible, it’d prevent being the first weak spot targeted later."
"You don’t want to fall, right?"
Chasing Soul’s words echoed like a curse in Liu Zongyuan’s mind.
Darn it, he wasn’t sincerely advising to prioritize safety.
He... he merely wanted to observe the healing method...
Liu Zongyuan was in utter despair, because he had been swayed; if Yama Hall really replenished new personnel, then being severely injured, he truly might be targeted.
"Let’s go! Pride doesn’t outrank life; pride lost, you merely have to endure until I die to earn it back, life lost, and it’s truly the end of all."
Chasing Soul endlessly persuaded, his laughter now undisguised.
"Can’t you stop talking anymore..."
