Chapter 44 A person born because of me.
She first looked at Qianli, a cub of the Kunpeng clan, nothing special. Then she looked at the others, all mixed-race from various mountain and sea clans, even less special. Uh, there seemed to be one special.
Not quite sure, she glanced at Lin Jianyu again.
The two were quite far apart. She was gifted enough to see Lin Jianyu clearly, but Lin Jianyu could not see her clearly, though he could feel her gaze.
The moment the lone gaze fell upon her, she felt a shiver run down her spine, as if she were being watched by some terrifying predator, and instinctively felt fear.
“I’m being targeted,” she said. “It must be because I just gave the middle finger.”
"So, you think I can protect you?" Yun Dan, who had been turned around and used as a shield by her, said coldly.
"We'll die together." Lin Jianyu didn't think he could protect her, and she hid behind him entirely out of cowardice.
Yun Dan didn't want to die with her, but he didn't dodge either. Firstly, because Lin Jianyu was holding his arm and wouldn't let him dodge, and secondly, because Du Xing had already withdrawn his gaze and didn't seem to be trying to kill them.
Du Xing glanced at Lin Jianyu once more.
After reading it, she looked away and focused her attention back on Lu Jiao.
Lu Jiao replied to her, "A person who was born because of me."
"Born because of you?" Duxing became a little interested.
Lu Jiao didn't intend to say more and directly changed the subject, saying, "You keep spirits because of Han Qi?"
"Yes." When Han Qi was mentioned, Du Xing's initial interest vanished instantly, and his face showed worry.
"Using the flesh and blood of cultivators to nourish the dead?" Lu Jiao asked again.
"How could that be?" The Lone Wanderer has always practiced the method of using spirits to nourish spirits, and he is extremely cautious, fearing that the slightest mistake would backfire and harm himself and others. "I only recently learned that they actually use the flesh and blood of cultivators to nourish spirits."
"So?" Lu Jiao looked at her, as if waiting for her to continue.
Duxing knew he wanted an explanation from her.
"I will clean house." She said this not entirely to give Lu Jiao an explanation. In fact, if it weren't for the innocent being involved, she would have already cleaned house by now.
After hearing her explanation, Lu Jiao remained noncommittal.
But from a solitary perspective, this is what satisfaction looks like.
Because if he's not satisfied, he'll say something; if he doesn't, it means he's satisfied.
Of course, this is only her one-sided understanding.
As for what Lu Jiao was thinking, she didn't care much; she was just going to clean house anyway.
She didn't say anything more, and Lu Jiao remained silent as well. After a few breaths, the matter was considered closed.
After turning the page, she started a new topic.
"That bastard..."
She didn't finish her sentence, but Lu Jiao could guess what she wanted to ask.
The Resurrection Technique was originally created for Han Qi. Although it failed, it was still a direction to explore.
“It has nothing to do with me,” he said. “I’m not killing her because she’s still useful.”
She was somewhat disappointed, but perhaps she had experienced too many similar disappointments and had become immune to them. In just a moment, she adjusted her mindset and said, "One of the spirits I raised recently regained consciousness."
"Chang Kong?" Lu Jiao guessed.
"You know him?" the lone traveler asked in surprise.
"We met once not long ago," Lu Jiao said truthfully.
"She was one of the first batch of spirits I raised. At that time, the spiritual energy had not yet dried up. Later, when the spiritual energy dried up, I fell into a deep sleep, and she fell into a deep sleep with me. Later, when the spiritual energy was restored, I woke up from my deep sleep, and she woke up with me."
"When she woke up, she had not regained her senses."
"After that, because of the thin spiritual energy, I fell into a deep sleep several times. The first few times I woke up, she did not regain her senses or show any particular changes. But this time when I woke up, I found that she not only did not fall into a deep sleep with me, but she also regained her senses."
“I asked her how she regained her sanity, and she said she didn’t know; she just woke up one day and regained her sanity.”
Duxing told him the general situation of Changkong, and then asked, "Have you seen her? Do you know why she regained her sanity?"
Well, she said all that just to find out why Changkong regained his sanity.
Lu Jiao shook his head. When he met Chang Kong, he didn't know that she had lost her mind. He thought she had always been rational, which was why he didn't kill her.
To him, a rational undead is just another form of being, no different from ordinary members of the Mountain and Sea Clan.
Seeing him shake his head, Du Xing frowned slightly.
She has studied the undead for many years, and while she wouldn't say her understanding of the undead is second to none, she is certainly among the best in the field.
However, she had no clue why Chang Kong had suddenly regained his senses.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have asked Lu Jiao.
Lu Jiao may not understand the undead as well as she does, but he is a shaman of the Merfolk tribe. In addition to his own abilities, he also has the inheritance of shamanism, which may be able to answer her questions.
Have you heard of anything similar?
Lu Jiao shook his head again, and when Du Xing showed disappointment once more, he said, "Maybe it has something to do with me?"
"Hmm?" Du Xing looked at him in confusion.
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