"Huh?" Xu Shu’s face was full of confusion, wondering why Zhong Xiaoya was so unpredictable.
She just said she’d help, but why did she suddenly change her mind?
Hold on, she did wish success in breaking through, which didn’t sound sarcastic, but she never ntioned coming to help or having go to her. Could it be that she’s already...
Xu Shu’s eyes rolled as he thought of a possibility, quickly opening his storage lace underwear drawer, taking out four Erosion Crystals.
These four Erosion Crystals were entirely blue, of superior quality, exactly the "spoils" Zhong Xiaoya threw to him when leaving Sunshine Primary School. They belonged to the "Red Pig" and "Black Sheep" respectively.
Recalling Xiaoya’s aningful gesture, Xu Shu cautiously pressed with his fingers.
Crack! Crack!
The sturdy crystals began to form cracks on the surface under his kneading, with the internal fibrous spirals swirling chaotically.
With sheer strength, he shattered these four Erosion Crystals.
At the mont of explosion, they seed to be guided by so force, collapsing rapidly toward the center, condensing, and ultimately all rging into a finger-thick spiraling hollow conduit.
This object resembled the fibrous spiral inside an Erosion Crystal, appearing like a spiral injector, except this injector had a chanical style, composed of intricate gears.
Inside the injection tube was a series of unintelligible runes, winding and spinning like liquid, exuding a sense of mysticism.
"I see, it does have hidden mysteries! This... this is..."
Xu Shu observed for a mont, combined with the faint "familiar scent" on this item, and compared it with the sequence frequencies in Lie Zhenzi Mall, finally making a judgnt.
This was a complete interdiate sequence frequency!
Moreover, it had already been processed by a "chanical Expert," and was a perfected "Promotion Tool."
"No wonder she said that earlier. It turns out she had everything arranged before leaving. No wonder she could enter the fray alone to rescue all the hostages; she truly is not simple.
"The only downside is that her ntal state is too erratic, too fond of playing word gas with .
"Sigh, if this thing were converted into money, its value would be at least fifteen million. Such a grand gesture puts in her debt quite a bit.
"She says it’s because she finds pleasing, but who would believe that? Could it be her relationship with the Archbishop is not that simple?
"Maybe she and Yu Mingluan had an affair back then, so now seeing , she loves by association, seeing my troubles and giving a hand?
"There’s a significant possibility... Sigh, the Archbishop has helped a lot."
Xu Shu sighed a few tis.
He did not indulge much in lanting and nostalgia.
Rather than wallowing in sadness, he preferred striving to improve himself.
"Soday, I will uproot that Esoteric Buddhism and avenge my grudges!"
He quickly adjusted his mood, determination settled, placing all the materials before him.
This ti, he did not enter the bathroom again, simply opening the shower, extending it to hang on the room wall aid at him, while flipping open the bathroom floor drain cover, then returned to lie down on the soft big bed.
After all, considering the expected blood loss wouldn’t be small, it was better to find a comfortable place, better than lying on the floor.
Then, Xu Shu brought out the Jade Buddha "Narrow Sleeve Guanyin," recited a few serious "Bodhisattva’s Blessings," and imdiately picked up the frequency injection device, sticking it on his underwear.
Sizzle!
The wondrous "sequence frequency" imdiately lded into the drive.
Whether it was an illusion or not, Xu Shu felt the sequence frequency change form upon fusion, becoming similar to a thumb-long card, covered with unique craftsmanship like chip circuitry, seemingly slotting into so ethereal card slot.
This only lasted an imperceptible mont before reverting to its original state.
The next second, Xu Shu’s Promotion Drive faintly heated up, he seed to hear the whooshing of turbo acceleration by his ear, and the current surging within his body was several tis more violent than before.
At the sa ti, every inch of his flesh and cells felt tightly pulled.
Moreover, not only physically, but even ntally, the load drastically increased.
This made him instantly comprehend that his Promotion Drive "0-08-1314" officially transitioned from low-frequency to a complete middle-frequency drive.
"I see... No wonder they don’t provide a higher frequency drive before reaching the tipping point..."
"Such a load, if imposed on an ordinary person to contain a curse seal for the first ti, might exhaust a person even without curse power erosion, just from the consumption of Promotion Drive."
Xu Shu no longer hesitated, grabbing the prepared "Yin God Dragon" curse seal, stuffing it into his pants, fiercely absorbing it into his body.
Instantly, his body endured the anticipated tornt of myriad of insects consuming his heart, blood boiling agony, every pore on his body starting to eject forceful blood beads, spraying directly onto the ceiling.
Mysterious protrusions appeared on his skin.
The signs of accelerated curse power erosion were exaggerated countless tis compared to usual mini-level upgrades!
But at the sa ti, Xu Shu also felt the smooth, refreshing feedback.
He knew the third curse seal was linking with the first-rank and second-rank curse seals.
This was a significant leap "from line to surface"!
He was bleeding profusely alone, his life rapidly dwindling, consud at an extre rate.
But much stronger, was Xu Shu’s sit-ups.
In this ceaseless rise and fall, Xu Shu felt his spiritual power depleting rapidly, growing extrely weary, nearly fainting, only maintaining the sit-ups through sheer, unyielding willpower.
And amidst all this, the Primordial Spirit figurine placed on the windowsill quietly watched with its gaze.
At this mont, the eyes of the Primordial Spirit cracked open a slit.
"Yang God·Purification" erged, its mouth opening wide, swallowing all the blood Xu Shu spewed out, comparable to a large slaughterhouse.
She smacked her little lips while saying, "Master, Sister Corpse Dog has sothing to say~"
Just about to faint, too busy doing sit-ups to respond, Xu Shu thought for a mont and asked in gasps during the rise and fall, "What does it have to say?"
"Sister Corpse Dog says that one nad Feng Xiaohuang is of her kind." Ji Yu said.
"Huh?"
Realizing she ant one of Zhong Xiaoya’s "Deceitful Servants," the yellow dog Little Fatty.
A kin of the Corpse Dog?
aning that yellow dog is "Yang God·Corpse Dog," an Evil Spirit with a Seven Spirits prefix?
"What about the other?" Xu Shu couldn’t help but ask.
Ji Yu said sweetly, "Sister Corpse Dog said she doesn’t know, but Sister Hei Shan said she does."
"Don’t play coy." Xu Shu Dao.
Ji Yu said, "Sister Hei Shan says, it’s... enjoynt!"
"Enjoynt?"
"Yin Enjoynt?"
Xu Shu was montarily stunned, almost forgetting to do sit-ups, hastily catching up on progress, having no more ti to think deeply.
His vision gradually darkened, gritting his teeth, continuing the sit-ups.
Ji Yu sensed sothing was wrong, helplessly shouting, "Master? Master? What’s wrong, Master!!!"
anwhile, Xu Shu was on the brink of unconsciousness, relying purely on instinct to control the body’s rhythm.
In the last instant, he seed to hear a cat’s ow coming from outside the window.
"ow~~~"
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