Qin Yi shot the dog a vicious glare.
It was the one that had ruined things with that howl just now!
The dog clutched its head, aggrieved and unable to retort.
"Still not coming out?" Zuo Qingtian said calmly. "Qin Yi, you should be here. Don't force me to make a move."
Qin Yi knew that if a Formless cultivator was certain he was here, he could not hide from a deliberate search. He might as well be straightforward about it.
So he revealed himself and said flatly, "What guidance does Sect Master Zuo have for me?"
Zuo Qingtian looked at Qin Yi, then at Black Fur Ball in his arms, a trace of satisfaction in his eyes. "The Tengyun soul possessed you, yet in merely a few short years, it has nurtured itself into a Qianyuan soul. You are quite remarkable, Qin Yi."
The dog said, "Mm-hmm..."
Qin Yi said, "Mm-hmm..."
Zuo Qingtian did not look at Qin Yi again, as though he had already ceased to exist. He had never imagined Taotie would listen to Qin Yi; naturally, Taotie was the one he intended to speak with.
"Taotie, you are an exceedingly clever ancient soul. I should not need to say much."
The dog snapped, "You plundered Qiongqi's divinity. We already saw it. Do you still expect me to honestly serve as your bridge? Zuo, do you take me for a fool?"
Zuo Qingtian waved a hand and smiled. "I know this sort of absorption requires your initiative. We humans have no way to acquire it directly. Since you saw it... we may consider a trade."
The dog eyed him sideways. "What kind of trade?"
Zuo Qingtian took out a piece of Blood-Chilling Nether Marrow. "You may split your soul again. One soul can obtain the divinity for