Yan Huailiu thought about the discomfort he felt when he first received that plot. No wonder he felt that something was wrong with Xiao Ba and his tone was particularly stiff. So that's how it was.

So... what is this?

He used a basic attack, and Xiaoba used up all his ultimate and flash?

That’s great. It saves a lot of trouble as he doesn’t have to negotiate the terms himself.

"Let me try. He won't tie me up forever. His current cultivation level is comparable to mine. I must first find an opportunity to improve my cultivation level and suppress him. The rest can be done slowly."

He sighed, "I'm so tired. It doesn't matter if I don't succeed. I can see my master when I die."

The system anxiously advised him: "No, you can't die. Even if you die, you won't be able to see your master. He is in another...ah! I mean, you can't die. If you die, this world will collapse!"

"Everyone you know will disappear, and everything here will cease to exist. I might even end up with them. Host, you must never give up."

Yan Huailiu raised the corner of his lips: "Okay, I'll try my best. Gu Xingyun seems to be coming back soon. You should disconnect the link and don't show up casually in the future. I'm afraid that he will find out and I will have to endure even more severe torture."

Xiao Ba said goodbye tearfully.

The moment the link was completely disconnected, Yan Huailiu breathed a sigh of relief, sat up and tidied his hair.

"So, my guess is correct, and the plan is feasible. Master, you have done so much for your disciples. This time, it is your turn."

"Maybe there will be a chance to meet again..."

He was a little depressed, but he cheered up after a moment.

"Okay, no time to complain, let's start practicing."

When I tried to untie the restraints, I found that the chains wouldn't budge at all.

It seems... it requires spiritual power and can only be solved by another person.

The door was pushed open at this time, and Gu Xingyun walked in with a lunch box, and immediately met Yan Huailiu's slightly embarrassed eyes.

He gritted his teeth and approached, rarely getting angry: "Master, is this fun?"