After receiving Zhao Xing's voice transmission, Ji Si hurried over. She happened to have something to tell him as well.
"Grand Minister of Agriculture, I intend to let Shu Ji go."
"He's still alive?"
Zhao Xing was surprised. When he had performed his earth attestation at Nether Ancient Mountain, Ji Si had borrowed Shu Ji's life. That should have been enough to kill Old Man Shu Ji.
When Zhao Xing returned, Old Man Shu Ji's life aura had indeed been like a candle guttering in the wind.
"Hmph, as if I would die so easily." A streak of light flew out of Ji Si's sleeve. It was Old Man Shu Ji.
"Eight hundred years ago, I saw that the foundation of your life had withered. How did you recover?" Zhao Xing asked curiously.
Shu Ji now brimmed with vitality. His life pillar stood firm, and his good fortune was abundant. He seemed like an entirely different person.
Ji Si smiled. "He did die before. This is his fifth life."
Zhao Xing found that fascinating. "Such a thing is possible?"
Old Man Shu Ji said, "Your Ancient Hill of Antiquity has the Life Earth Palace for rebirth, too. I'm a fate master. Isn't it perfectly reasonable for me to have a few extra lives?"
Zhao Xing asked curiously, "How many lives do you have?"
Old Man Shu Ji did not answer. He had no obligation to answer Zhao Xing's questions.
Ji Si said, "In theory, with the supreme treasure, the Book of Fate, he can have countless lives. That is a defining feature of the Fate Pivot Sect's inheritance."
"However, he needs to go to Ten Directions Mountain to recharge it every era. Otherwise, each use leaves him with one fewer life."
"Right now, the Book of Fate has only two