The next day, Yan Muhuai wanted to go to the Rong family with Rong Jin to see Rong Yu's progress in cultivation.
If Yan Muhuai went to take a look, Rong Jin's efforts to conceal the truth would be in vain. He immediately refused, "No need. He seemed to have suddenly come to his senses yesterday. Let him figure it out on his own today."
After he finished speaking, he saw Yan Muhuai's suspicious look and quickly added, "My parents have been discharged from the hospital. They will definitely have something bad to say when they see you. I don't want you to suffer that in vain. When Rong Yu's health gets better, I will let him live here. You can see his progress in cultivation every day."
Having said that, Yan Muhuai didn't insist any further.
Instead, he asked casually, "Your mother will be discharged from the hospital so soon?"
Logically speaking, the injury on her hand should become more and more serious, and she would not be able to be discharged from the hospital for at least a month.
"The wound on her wrist is severely inflamed. The hospital recommended that she be hospitalized, but she kept mumbling that the hospital was not clean and wanted to go home." Rong Jin knew that Liu Qi's condition was definitely related to Yan Muhuai, but he had no intention of asking further questions.
Liu Qi has done many evil things, and this kind of retribution is too light for her.
She thought the hospital was unclean, but she didn't know that the Rong family's old house was the dirtiest place right now.
Rong Yu is now a ghost cultivator, with ghost energy all over his body. To sick and weak people, it is like a ghost floating around. When Rong Jin is not in the old house, the evil ghost Yi Qu will accompany Rong Yu. In short, Liu Qi and his wife can't escape it no matter what.
"Then I wish them a speedy recovery." Yan Muhuai wished against his will.
"That's what I thought." Rong Jin replied seriously.
Then the two of them smiled at each other again. They both knew each other's little thoughts, but each one pretended more convincingly than the other.
At this time, Thirty-five bounced down from the upstairs like a ball and landed accurately on the table in front of Yan Muhuai.
Originally, it wanted to jump into Yan Muhuai's arms, but with Rong Jin sitting next to it, it knew that its idea would not succeed, so it didn't want to humiliate itself.
"Master host! Last night, overnight, the number of your fans increased to 150,000, 150,000!" Sanshiwu was extremely happy. If this trend continued, Yan Muhuai would definitely be able to accumulate merit points for several years of life before he self-destructed, and then he could die peacefully.
Yan Muhuai nodded lightly, "It's okay."
He could only say that he was barely satisfied with this number. He knew that what happened yesterday would gain him a wave of fans. If there was no pressure to survive, gaining more than 100,000 fans in one night, which means more than 100,000 merit points, would be amazing. However, in their current situation, this was not much.
There is less than half a month left before Thirty-Five self-destructs. In the following period, the price must increase by this much every day to be enough to exchange for the other half of the broken sword.
The situation is not optimistic.
"What do you mean by 'ok'? This is already a lot. I've calculated that there are still twelve days left. If you gain tens or hundreds of thousands of fans every day, you can exchange them for several years of life. I know this is still very short compared to a lifetime, but my useless system can only help you up to this point." It wanted to stay with Yan Muhuai forever, but the Lord God would not allow it.
Thirty-five was quick-witted and immediately revealed the date of its death, and Yan Muhuai had no time to stop him.
Rong Jin was listening right next to him, so there was no way he would miss this crucial information. "What does 'twelve more days' mean?"
The one who explained to Rong Jin was not Yan Muhuai or Sanshiwu, but Ming Fei who came down from upstairs after making a phone call.
Ming Fei only heard about this matter from Sanshiwu last night. The reason was that she felt that Sanshiwu had been in a bad mood for the past two days and was not as annoying as before. After careful questioning, she found out that the little guy was going to die.
"The so-called Lord God has inserted a self-destruct program into its database. It will self-destruct in twelve days." Ming Fei's face was full of disgust when she mentioned the word "Lord God".
Because Thirty-Five told her that the previous theft of Yan Muhuai's body was also planned by the Lord God, which made her feel that this thing was really disgusting. It could only hide and use dirty tricks. If it really had the ability, it would come out and fight with Rong Jin and Yan Muhuai. Who knows who will win and who will lose.
Rong Jin grabbed Yan Muhuai's hand and asked, "Does it affect you?"
Thirty-five covered his chest with his hands. He had no heart, but when he heard Rong Jin's words, he felt heartbroken.
"Of course it has an impact. The merit point program is tied to me. If I break it, the host will not be able to obtain merit points!" It said this entirely in revenge for Rong Jin's ruthlessness towards it.
They had been together through thick and thin for a while and could be considered a team, but Rong Jin was quite prejudiced against it and never cared about its life or death. It was not lovable at all.
Mingfei is better, she can comfort it.
But Rong Jin, upon hearing this, raised his hand and grabbed Thirty-Five, squeezing it until it was deformed. "Is there any way to solve this? All of Master's misfortunes are caused by you. Who are you trying to show off to with this pitiful look? I've put up with you for a long time."
"Ahhh, let me go, you lunatic." Thirty-five struggled desperately in Rong Jin's hands and released electric current. The electric light ran back and forth in Rong Jin's slender hands, but it couldn't make him let go.
Thirty-five had no choice but to ask Yan Muhuai for help, "Master Host, please save me! He's going to crush me to death."
Ming Fei didn't dare to breathe. Although she felt sorry for Sanshiwu, she didn't dare to help Rong Jin because of his current condition.
Fortunately, Yan Muhuai was there. He gently patted Rong Jin's hand and said, "Rong Jin, let it go."
Only then did Rong Jin throw thirty-five on the table.
When he found out that Yan Muhuai had already bound this system after returning from the other world and that he still needed to complete some tasks to accumulate merit, he wanted to kill Thirty-Five. If Yan Muhuai hadn't stopped him, why would Thirty-Five have to wait for more than ten days? He could have just sent it on its way.
"It has nothing to do with me. I came here with the previous host. The instructions I received were to assist the host in completing the mission. I can't even get my own body back, so how can I possibly take away the host's body?" Thirty-five felt very aggrieved. He dragged his shriveled body and jumped onto Ming Fei to seek comfort.
Ming Fei took the opportunity to hold it and rubbed its head.
"There should be a solution. I'll try it once the conditions are met." Yan Muhuai raised his hand and cupped Rong Jin's dark face. "Trust me, okay?"
"What method?" Rong Jin and Sanshiwu asked at the same time.
At this point, there was nothing to hide any longer, so Yan Muhuai revealed that Thirty-Five was still in the system mall. "I want to earn two million merit points in the remaining twelve days to exchange for the other half of the sword body."
Ming Fei's eyes widened after hearing this. "So Thirty-five's true form is also that sword? I own half and it owns half?"
Thirty-five, however, disagreed. "It's not half for each of us. How can a sword be half and half? The entire sword is my body. It's yours... well, it's mine anyway."
It wanted to say that Ming Fei had stolen its body, but it was still curled up in her arms and acting coquettishly, so it changed the words that were on the tip of its tongue.
"If you replace the other half, it won't explode?" Rong Jin didn't care whose body the sword belonged to. He just wanted Yan Muhuai to live.
Although he hated Thirty-five, if Yan Muhuai wanted to survive, he had to take Thirty-five with him, so he could still endure it.
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