In Zhou Bai's room.
Zhou Bai lay on the bed and casually said, "They actually didn't call you to the stage."
Qian Wangsun stood by the window, shaking his head, "I guess they've noticed sothing. They might eliminate at the last mont. That way, even if I see sothing on the Emperor's Sword, it'd be too late to do anything."
"Truly watertight."
Qian Wangsun turned his head and pointed towards his forehead, "What exactly is this artifact inside my sea of consciousness? Why... do I feel that I absolutely cannot do without it, there won't be any side effects, right?"
"No, no," Zhou Bai said, "Just a little bit of greed is all, as long as it doesn't erupt, there's absolutely no problem."
Qian Wangsun heard the hidden aning in Zhou Bai's words: "What if it does erupt?"
Zhou Bai's facial expression slowly faded: "Who knows?"
"Humans, once they fall into the abyss of greed, can do anything."
"How crazy it can get, even I can't predict."
"Even sothing ant to purify the world and maintain the environnt can beco a malevolent object that spreads fear and madness in their hands."
"Just like reptiles crawling on the ground, moving towards the ultimate madness."
Qian Wangsun frowned slightly, "Zhou Bai, your tone is kinda scaring ."
"Hahaha." Zhou Bai ruffled his hair, "I'm just saying, don't mind it, don't mind it. After all, the artifact I gave you, you just use it with confidence; there's definitely no problem."
Qian Wangsun looked at Zhou Bai's kindly and friendly expression and nodded slightly, "Alright, let's leave it at that for now, I'm going to rest."
...
Inside the construction site.
Hai Yi looked at the situation in front of him and felt worried.
If "The Buried Beauty" continues to spread at this rate, the immortals will eventually co to know of it; by then… would the artifact still belong to them?
Xiang Tong spoke up, "Let's go up and ask, is there any other way to offer a little less filth every day?"
Hai Yi nodded, indeed that was the urgent matter at hand.
But at that mont, soone had already taken the initiative and walked up, looking at the viscous liquid on the wall, holding back revulsion, "Please... is there any way to reduce the daily offering ti?"
He spoke with a hint of panic, "I'm not saying we're not going to offer anymore... it's just that, the ti it takes each day is too much. Is there... is there a more convenient way?"
The silent wall, coated in black viscous fluid, remained motionless, as if it had no intention of responding to him.
The man imdiately lowered his head, his face a portrait of disappointnt and indecision, "I understand, I will continue to offer every day..."
Just then, a young voice erged from the wall: "Try sothing else."
In an instant, the whole space went silent, as if even the air had frozen.
After a mont, soone said, "That just now... was that a voice from 'The Buried Beauty'?"
"Try sothing else? What does that an?"
For a ti, everyone's thoughts diverged, entertaining various possibilities.
They looked at each other, and it seed they could sense each other's excitent and caution.
Hai Yi patted Xiang Tong's shoulder, "Let's go."
On the way back, they couldn't wait to discuss, "Try sothing else... what does that an? Could it an offering sothing else?"
Hai Yi took out a bottle of pills, "Let's try and see."
Watching the pills disappear, excitent shone on both their faces, "It's possible... No problem... We can replace the filth with other things!"
Thinking of not having to spend hours upon hours in the sewers, Xiang Tong's face imdiately eased, "We're saved!"
"Yes," Hai Yi nodded and released a ring from his sea of consciousness, his hands touching his ring, his face showing a satisfied and happy smile.
Using the ring to enhance his cultivation, he found that his years-old bottleneck seed to be loosening and he seed to gain new insight into the Taoist martial arts. He felt waves of warm power coming from the ring, giving him the confidence to face any challenge.
"In this case... perhaps I could break through to 70% Daoization soon and enter the seventh realm!"
...
On the fifth day of the Daluo Heaven debate, Hai Yi drew an opponent who was also of the sixth realm.
Looking at the familiar face in front of him, Hai Yi smiled slightly, "Xu Yan, it's been a while since we've sparred; I wonder if you've made any progress."
The other party sneered coldly, "Hai Yi, I've already heard from the teachers in Dao Academy, you've stopped progressing a long ti ago, you have co to the end of your path of cultivation, while I am just beginning."
"You're eliminated, the future belongs to !"
Hai Yi retorted, "Then try !"
In the next mont, the two clashed, and with the help of his Primordial Spirit Armor, Hai Yi easily gained the upper hand, crushing his opponent with the disparity in their Primordial Spirit power.
He sent his opponent flying with a bang, followed by a sprint and a chase, beating him like a ball.
'Didn't you want to surpass ?'
'Wanted to replace ?'
'Talking all the ti about how your talent is better than mine... that I was just born a few years earlier...'
'Now let's see you surpass !'
Inside his sea of consciousness, Primal Spirit power flowed continually into and out of his Primordial Spirit Armor, taking on an even more formidable stance.
Under the enhancent of the Primordial Spirit Armor, Hai Yi felt he could easily do things he previously thought impossible.
Like defeating the rival who had always followed closely behind him.
This feeling was deeply satisfying.
Bang!
With one palm pressing on his opponent's head, knocking him to the ground, looking at his opponent passed out, Hai Yi smiled as he walked out of the Daluo Heaven dinsion.
"Hai Yi, you've improved so much."
"At this rate, you're about to break through the seventh realm, aren't you?"
"You might even make it into the top ten this ti."
Hai Yi responded with a smile to each, but he could also see a few familiar immortals lurking in the shadows, looking at him with strange eyes; they were the sa ones who had received the Primordial Spirit Armor.
Hai Yi looked at the Primordial Spirit Armor within his sea of consciousness, vowing in his heart: 'I will never let you be taken back.'
That night, Hai Yi and Xiang Tong perford the offering together. After he sacrificed pills worth nearly 20,000 points from his own inventory, he felt a wave of joy from the Primordial Spirit Armor, indicating the completion of today's offering.
On the other hand, Xiang Tong's expression was one of hesitant indecision, staring motionlessly at a flying sword in hand.
Hai Yi inquired, "What's the matter, Xiang Tong?"
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