When the Protagonist Loses His Halo of Fortune, He Falls to the Level of an Ordinary Genius

Seeing the Great Desolation Monument's spirit reveal such a shameless side, Ying Xuanzi's mouth twitched slightly.

Was this really the divine artifact he knew?

What was this supposed to be?

However, what Ying Xuanzi and the others did not know was that the flame currently lying in Ying Huanhuan's palm was in no way inferior to the Great Desolation Monument in rank.

What was more,

the energy contained within the Life Flame and the Eight Desolations Annihilation Flame had an extremely significant effect on repairing the Great Desolation Monument.

That was also the fundamental reason the Great Desolation Monument had directly dropped to its knees and begged to be taken in.

"Wow! Sister, this so-called Great Desolation Monument spirit has no shame at all."

What Ying Huanhuan said was also the most direct thought in everyone's hearts.

However,

the Great Desolation Monument's spirit was not embarrassed in the slightest.

"Ahem, I'm just a monument spirit. What use do I have for shame? Can it be eaten as food?"

"No, wait. I don't need to eat in the first place."

Ying Xuanzi concealed the news that the Great Desolation Monument's spirit had acknowledged a master.

Moreover, in order not to affect the Desolate Hall disciples' cultivation,

the Great Desolation Monument's spirit generously left behind a weaker false body.

It also set up a restriction here,

declaring that only those whose talent reached a certain level could possibly comprehend the Great Desolation Scripture.

At this,

Ying Xuanzi and Chen Zhen were immensely excited.

After all, this meant that the Dao Sect's Desolate Hall would no longer need to be disbanded.

Time passed quickly.

Before they knew it, another half year had gone by.

During this period, Fu Ye returned to the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace once or twice every month.

But awkwardly,