"The Hongmeng Spirit Embryo will be more useful in your hands. If you give it to me, humans will really have no chance of winning." Zhou Ping's expression was extremely serious.

Lin Qiye frowned and was about to retort something, when he suddenly felt that the tone of the last sentence was somewhat familiar.

"Is it the Fateful Monk? He asked you to reject the Hongmeng Spirit Embryo? What did he tell you?"

"It doesn't matter what he said... What matters is that you can't give me the Hongmeng Spirit Embryo. Even if you really cut it off from this body, I won't take it." Zhou Ping paused for a moment and spoke helplessly.

“Besides, do you think changing your body is as simple as changing clothes?

If I don’t first strip off my soul, push my spiritual world to the brink of self-dissipation, and then rebuild the connection with my new body, how can I change my body? The risks in this process are already very high. With my current divine power and the scale of the laws, if I forcefully change my body, there is a 99% chance that my soul will be shattered.”

Lin Qiye stared at Zhou Ping who was sitting cross-legged in a daze, and was speechless for a long time.

“Okay, don’t show that expression.” Seeing Lin Qiye’s distraught look, Zhou Ping smiled gently, “I just can’t move around freely, it’s not like I’m going to die soon… I’m in this sword hut, you can come and see me anytime you want.”

"Teacher, how much time do you have left?"

"time?"

Zhou Ping shook his head, and after a moment, he slowly uttered two words:

“Three swords.”

Hearing these two words, Lin Qiye was stunned at first, then he came to his senses.

Zhou Ping's problem now is that the Dragon Elephant Sword cannot bear the power and sword laws of the Supreme God Realm. In other words, as long as Zhou Ping does not draw his sword, he can continue to live. If he draws his sword, the Dragon Elephant Sword will suffer a backlash and break into cracks...

In Zhou Ping's current situation, he can only strike three more times. After three strikes, the Dragon Elephant Sword will be completely shattered, and he will die.

In other words... as long as he doesn't use these three swords, he can continue to live.

"Although I can only strike out three more times, each of them still has some power." Zhou Ping seemed to have seen through Lin Qiye's thoughts and took the initiative to speak, "I am now in this sword hut and cannot go out, but my sword can reach any place in the world. If you need me to strike out, just come to me and I will kill whoever you want me to kill.

I hope that I can use these three swords to their full potential, rather than dying alone in this sword pavilion guarding these swords... Do you understand what I mean?"

The sword that shattered the sea reappeared in Lin Qiye’s mind… That sword, thousands of kilometers away, wiped out three gods of the Ke system. Even ordinary supreme gods might not be able to withstand it.

Zhou Ping could use that kind of sword that could destroy the heavens and the earth three more times... and this might be the most powerful weapon that Da Xia currently possessed. It was also a trump card that could never be used unless it was absolutely necessary.

Lin Qiye looked into Zhou Ping's eyes and took a deep breath:

“Students understand.”

Hearing this answer, the smile on Zhou Ping's face became even more intense.

"Whether you are Monk Fate or me, we are all behind you... Play this game well. The future of mankind depends on you."

Under Zhou Ping's pure eyes, Lin Qiye's heart ached slightly.

"……Um."

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Asylum of the Gods.

Unlucky star! It's time to take medicine!

Li Yifei carried a jar of pills, walked slowly to the fifth ward, knocked on the door and shouted.

After a few seconds, no one responded.

Li Yifei shouted twice again, but seeing no one answered, he simply kicked open the door of the ward, grinned and walked in quickly.

Don't hide... Come and try my new recipe today. I've added forty sleeping pills to it. Let's see if I can make you sleep until your next life?

Hearing the sound coming from next door, An Qingyu in the sixth ward slowly opened his eyes.

He hesitated for a moment, then walked out of the room.

In the next room, two figures were already fighting each other. Li Yifei pried open Chaos' mouth with one hand, and with the other hand, he poured the pills in the jar into it like crazy!

[Chaos]'s face turned ashen, and he punched Li Yifei on the forehead, turning him into a bloody mist!

An Qingyu stood there in a daze outside the ward.

Damn... annoying flies! Chaos had already swallowed half a jar of pills. He stood up from the ground, cursing, and raised his foot, about to crush the remaining pills into pieces.

At this moment, Li Yifei's voice came from outside the corridor again:

Unlucky star! Have you become more capable today? You want to play with me, right? Just wait and see who will die first?

Hearing this voice with a hint of excitement, Chaos's expression looked as ugly as if he had eaten a fly. Before Li Yifei could rush to the door again, he swallowed the remaining pills on the ground in one gulp!

Li Yifei was carrying two full jars of pills, excitedly preparing for a century-long battle with Chaos. But when he saw that Chaos had taken all the pills on his own initiative, he felt a little disappointed.

It’s boring… Never mind, I’d better save some medicine.

He was about to turn around and leave, but then he seemed to remember something and smiled at An Qingyu in the corridor:

Um... classmate Qingyu, how about having pineapple fried rice tonight?

Hearing this strange name, An Qingyu felt a little uncomfortable, but still nodded:

I can do anything.

Okay, I'll go to your ward and call you later.

Seeing this scene, Chaos's mouth twitched suddenly, and he spoke angrily:

Wait, why doesn't he take medicine?

He? Li Yifei shrugged. The dean had told him that he didn't need to take medicine and could move freely here.

【Chaos】: (▼皿▼#)

Under the angry gaze of Chaos, Li Yifei carried two jars of pills and leisurely left the ward.

After he was completely gone, An Qingyu outside the door was silent for a moment, then walked to the door of the ward.

What? You want to laugh at me? [Chaos] spoke faintly.

You are the Chaos of the Hidden One, who dares to laugh at you? An Qingyu said calmly, I am just curious, how come you are still alive? Since you have become a prisoner, has Lin Qiye never thought of killing you?

Kill me? He wants to kill me every day...but can he kill me? [Chaos] sneered.

An Qingyu didn't say anything. His grey eyes swept across Chaos' body, as if he was analyzing something, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter.

How...did you do that?

Young man, this world... is much more complicated than you think. Chaos said slowly, "Don't think that you can see through everything just because you have gained some of the power of the Key to the Gate... In the face of true terror, you are nothing."

However, I am a little curious... [Chaos] stared at An Qingyu, the smile on his lips instantly faded, his eyes narrowed slightly,

What is your purpose in staying here?

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