Zhou Ping's pupils contracted when he heard this.
Thinking back to what happened today, he asked with barely a doubt, "You mean, he'll die when his life force is exhausted?"
019 comforted him, "Actually, he's not really dead... Even though this body is gone, he still has a main body. I've been debating whether or not to tell you this."
But if Zhou Ping thought about the moment when Shang Yan really died after his life essence was exhausted, wouldn't he go crazy?
After hesitating and dragging it out for so many days, I finally told him today.
Knowing in advance will at least increase my tolerance...
Seeing that Zhou Ping kept his head down and didn't speak, 019 quickly flew lower and looked up.
His eyes were red-rimmed, and his dark pupils were filled with struggle and pain.
"...How can I save him?"
"If I stop cultivating... will this life essence not be exhausted?" He gripped Shang Yan's hand, which was placed at his side, somewhat helplessly. "I'm not going to Olympus..."
"If I give him all my cultivation, could he..."
Seeing that he had started talking nonsense, 019 quickly kicked him in the face.
"He's not really dead, don't be like that!"
Fearing that Zhou Ping would become completely despondent, 019 was extremely anxious.
Its main quest still depends on Zhou Ping to complete; Shang Yan can't be relied upon.
"But I..."
“But I couldn’t hold onto anything.” Zhou Ping slowly calmed down, and after his grief subsided, he bent down and hugged Shang Yan.
"It's all my fault."
If only he hadn't read those novels in the first place, and hadn't been thinking about becoming stronger.
That way, you won't become a god...
Shang Yan, who was originally reincarnated as an mortal, wouldn't have had to suffer so much for his sake. They would get to know each other and become good friends...
They will slowly live out their ordinary lives.
Seeing that he had already fallen into a misunderstanding, 019 took two deep breaths. "Is it your fault?"
“I brought him here by binding him, and I also issued the mission. If I hadn’t bound him to this world, he would never have known you.”
"If anyone's to blame, it's this system, isn't it? It tied up such an idiot," 019 scoffed.
"He's not stupid."
“…”, 019 sighed, “Don’t blame yourself.”
"He will never regret choosing to do the mission," after all, the reward is a hundred million, but 019 didn't say that.
“…”, Zhou Ping nodded slowly.
“The depletion of the life essence is inevitable, you can feel it yourself, no matter what you are doing, it is being consumed…” 019 sighed.
How could it have known that Shang Yan had another identity when it was initially bound to someone?
Now that Shang Yan's soul has run away, he's probably going to die too.
Zhou Ping, who was on the verge of breaking down before, is now completely shattered, and his whole being is filled with a sorrowful and somber aura.
Zhou Ping knew his own physical condition better than 019.
He could sense that his body was slowly transforming from a mortal body into a divine body. This transformation process was very fast, especially when he used the laws of the sword.
"I understand," he said in a muffled voice, lying on the bed embracing the warm body beside him, not wanting to say another word.
019 sighed, and seeing that Zhou Ping didn't move, it scratched its head.
"Um, are we still going to do the mission?"
“I need to think about it… I need a few days to think about it,” Zhou Ping replied in a muffled voice.
Seeing that he was like this, 019 didn't ask any more questions and turned to walk out the door.
"Oh, oh, then you think about it carefully. I'm going out for some fresh air."
Let's give him some time to rest. 019 doesn't dare to push him too hard. After all, if Zhou Ping says anything in his current state, he might just break down on the spot and commit suicide with his sword.
019 sighed, "Sigh, what a terrible mission, how did it turn out like this?"
Little White Ball really couldn't understand why its mission was so difficult.
Inside the ward.
Zhou Ping nuzzled Shang Yan's shoulder and neck, asking with some sadness.
"Did you know this day would come, which is why you said it was hard to find you?"
...
For some reason, the spiritual energy that entered this place some time ago has inexplicably carried a sorrowful aura.
After crawling out of the pile of corpses once again, Chu Changliu gazed at the clear sky, lost in thought.
Soon after, dark clouds filled the sky, and a light drizzle began to fall.
The bloodstains on his body were washed away completely.
"Mental power?" He reached up and wiped the water off his face, somewhat puzzled.
Previously, whenever he was forced to bear the power of the Irrigation Law, a pure and gentle spiritual force would always emerge to soothe him.
He's gotten used to it by now.
I never expected that this time the spiritual energy would carry a hint of sorrow?
Yes, that's right. It was drizzling, so it must be really sad. Now the rain is getting heavier.
Chu Changliu had not felt sadness for a long time.
He pursed his lips, and some rainwater got into his mouth.
It's bitter.
This is too bitter. Is there so much spiritual energy coming in this time? It's caused a heavy rain here!
Chu Changliu, soaked to the bone by the heavy rain, was somewhat dazed.
He quickly picked a large lotus leaf and put it over his head.
"Why...why did it suddenly start raining!" He looked for shelter from the rain with some helplessness, and when he saw a tree hole, he immediately stretched out his leg and crawled inside.
The heavy rain was still falling outside. After Chu Changliu recovered some of his magic power, he cast a rain-avoidance spell, and finally, no more raindrops were blown in from outside the tree hole by the wind.
He stared blankly at the torrential rain outside, muttering unconsciously, "It sounds like someone is crying?"
Realizing what he was saying, Chu Changliu quickly reached out and touched his smooth cheek.
“It wasn’t me.” He frowned, somewhat puzzled. “Then who else would be crying?”
The word "cry" was also very distant for Chu Changliu. Apart from crying twice when he was first infused with the Law of Life, he had never shed a tear since.
My thoughts drifted away.
When his thoughts returned, Chu Changliu found himself placing his hand on his chest.
There was a heart pounding—thump-thump—beating, its powerful heartbeat resounding.
Suddenly, his heart seemed to clench with pain.
Chu Changliu looked expressionlessly at the sky, "It'll be soon, in a little while..."
Once he defeats them, he will be able to leave soon.
"It won't be long," he said, pressing his long, slender hand to his heart, as if making a promise.
The next time will be when this place, teeming with vengeful spirits, is destroyed.
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