Quan Xiaotong’s words were fine, just so polite small talk about Han Yu’s well-being, then he generously offered several more years of Qi Fortune.
It was just the last ti during Soul Division that Han Yu earned seventeen years of Qi Fortune. Afterward, he was abducted by the peddler, and Quan Xiaotong generously reset it to thirty years’ Qi Fortune, plus this ti’s sixty years.
"I told you the Fifth Tower knows how to treat people better than the Celestial Dao Sect."
Han Yu was not without emotion. Look at how they always let him get the advantage, then look at Liu Zongyuan’s petty nature, offering cooperation but really looking to exploit him.
Of course, the only place Quan Xiaotong disappointed Han Yu was also apparent.
Sixty years of Qi Fortune from this guy ended up creating twenty cultivators for him. It would take seven days to fully absorb them!
"I suspect that guy did it on purpose."
The Artifact Spirit pouted cautiously, its expression suspicious.
What is there to suspect? A sly person, for sure it’s intentional.
Thinking this, Han Yu’s face darkened imnsely, seemingly a large piece of at, but upon closer inspection, it was all scraps.
...
anwhile, within the Inspection Division, Gao Feng, transford into a large snake, leisurely returned to pay a visit.
Since swapping places with Ling Wuce, Ling Wuce was completely unlucky. Quan Xiaotong was using him to death, and according to Gao Feng, this swap in the Inspection Division was definitely to gain an advantage.
The final result was Gao Feng coming back when he should, while Ling Wuce was always out running around.
Within the Ascension Tower, Quan Xiaotong, for the rare occasion, was not buried in paperwork; he was casually waiting when Gao Feng entered.
"You say you want to keep the kid in the East Sea Realm for seven days, would he agree?"
Gao Feng stretched his snake head, making a hissing sound as his long tongue flicked out, showing a sowhat humanized expression.
Quan Xiaotong heard this and nodded with a confident smile, saying, "He’ll definitely agree; even if unwillingly, he’ll stay for seven days."
Although Gao Feng didn’t know what thod the other used, he still reminded, "Don’t seriously harm the guy."
Quan Xiaotong smiled bitterly at this; how can this be called harm? To get him to stay longer, he’s giving ten more years of Qi Fortune for free; overall, the kid is benefiting happily.
"I need so ti. The kid caught the one ranked Nine, I fear it might draw others here."
Though reluctant to admit, only Han Yu could really hold off those people.
"I’m taking Feng Buping out this ti; could you manage so affairs in the tower?"
Quan Xiaotong sighed deeply, the last intelligence caught from Soul Division was still too little; this ti, he could only hope Feng Buping’s empathy ability might dig up more useful information.
"I know, take care when you’re out."
Gao Feng didn’t stop him; in fact, only soone as shrewd as Quan Xiaotong is suitable for interrogating such people.
...
"Not satisfying at all."
On this side, Han Yu had just given away three West River Pills when he had to reluctantly scatter the rest of the cultivators. The Artifact Spirit pursed its lips, obviously dissatisfied.
"Bit scattered, but at least it’s sixty years’ worth of Qi Fortune."
Han Yu’s face also darkened, but he could let it go sowhat; it was just another annoying way Quan Xiaotong was keeping him here longer.
If there’s sothing to discuss, just say it. Even if not giving face, looking at the extra seventeen years’ fortune he provided, Han Yu could agree; there’s no need for such an annoying trap.
The man and spirit could only scold quietly, while waiting for the daily pill supply.
With a foundation of sixty years’ Qi Fortune, even as unwilling as he may be, it’s better than wandering aimlessly in the vast sea of people trying to make a lucky hit.
Worth ntioning, after staying six full days in the East Sea Realm, it was surprisingly calm and peaceful.
Even Chicken Feather Gall had its usual worry slowly alleviated, because Han Yu never didn’t run into trouble here.
Additionally, a strange developnt was that the Artifact Spirit talked less each day.
Previously, it would chat with Han Yu daily about how shaless Quan Xiaotong is, but gradually grew quiet.
On the seventh day, the Artifact Spirit finally spoke again, its expression indescribably odd.
"The bottle seems to be having issues!"
Han Yu was startled, problems with the bottle?
This could be significant or minor; any change with the bottle could alter the current refining pill situation, and even Han Yu’s transformation. If it’s problematic, it’s serious issues for both.
The Artifact Spirit tugged its dumpling-sized face with a bizarre sigh, "Relax, it’s not that kind of problem."
Han Yu’s heart settled sowhat, and he inquired, "Then what’s the problem?"
"It’s not stealing my Qi Fortune anymore; I’m so worried!"
Given the sixty years’ of Qi Fortune, the Artifact Spirit itself estimated that if Han Yu wasn’t around, the dead bottle would surely siphon at least half its Qi Fortune.
In truth, the bottle had unexpectedly left its Qi Fortune untouched, each feedback showed it gave everything back to him. Isn’t that absurd?
Maybe it was used to being bullied by the bottle, but now being so eager to please, it made him even more anxious!
"Do you think the bottle intends to rob of all my Qi Fortune in my happiest mont?"
The Artifact Spirit, acting sinisterly, voiced what it feared as the worst outco.
Han Yu’s mouth twitched; how much bullying made it have such dark thoughts.
But think carefully, whenever squeezing the Artifact Spirit, Han Yu seed to be the one benefiting.
"Probably not; if the bottle can play such mind gas, then why do they need you?"
Since the bottle’s appearance and the Artifact Spirit erged, having different thoughts was expected. If the bottle were humanly capable of playing such tricks, the Artifact Spirit’s existence would be aningless.
After consoling it, the Artifact Spirit felt it made sense yet continued to harbor a bitter expression.
"What’s wrong now?"
Han Yu asked helplessly.
Unexpectedly, the Artifact Spirit suddenly mumbled awkwardly, "Well, I have a little problem too."
Even the Artifact Spirit has issues?
"Not a big problem."
Before Han Yu could overthink, the Artifact Spirit quickly explained.
It wasn’t a big issue, just without the bottle’s squeezing, the accumulation of sixty years’ Qi Fortune hinted that upon release, it might realize enough Spirit Body formation.
"How is that a big issue?"
Han Yu casually said in exasperation, isn’t it always dreaming of having a complete Spirit Body?
The Artifact Spirit got awkwardly bashful, "I’ve been wondering lately, Han Yu, do you prefer a boy or a girl?"
Han Yu’s face darkened instantly; is it insane?
Your own body, choose the male or female form as you wish, why ask ?
And, don’t use such a tone that can be easily misunderstood!
Just as Han Yu was about to let the Artifact Spirit decide, the familiar face in the Sea of Consciousness made him instantly realize.
Initially just dark, suddenly his face turned ashen.
That rascal is using his face, just forgot watching it daily.
"Male, with a ’mark’! Strong and masculine!"
"If you dare create a female Han Yu, I will damn sure obliterate you; I won’t let you off!"
Just thinking of a little girl sporting his face makes Han Yu shiver.
Such an Artifact Spirit might as well be discarded...
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