Fate had decided it... Qu Jianlei was somewhat speechless again. Or is my constitution just that bad?
But it did not matter. No matter what the other party said, he only needed to hold fast to his heart. "Go on."
That divine sense did not take offense at his rudeness. "If you had not wanted my Secret Treasure, you naturally would not have suffered this ordeal."
"Mm." Qu Jianlei gave a soft snort, too lazy even to say "go on."
What the other party said was not wrong. Men died for wealth, birds died for food. If the team had not been greedy, how would they have run into something like this? However, it was quite possible that this was merely the other party's rhetoric, perhaps even concealing some scheme.
This Yuan Wu truly had a good temper. At the very least, he did not put on the airs of a Great Expert of the Out-of-Body Realm.
"Since you know cause and effect, little friend, there is no need to blame me. Your encounter with the Flying Centipede's Remnant Soul was my karma."
"Oh." Qu Jianlei still refused to say much.
"Very well." Yuan Wu sighed softly. "The Imperial Decree divine ability I bestowed was meant to extract the Incense Fire it had gained."
The Flying Centipede's... Incense Fire? Qu Jianlei felt that his mind was too sluggish. His body and soul still required a long period of recovery.
But from what he knew, neither the Empire, the Federation, nor the Alliance had practitioners of the Incense Divinity Path.
Let alone the Human Race worshipping a Flying Centipede... wasn't that an evil god? The next moment, Qu Jianlei shook his head slightly. He could not keep thinking along those lines; he had nearly been led by the other party's rhythm.