Feigning Death, Jinren Sought to Become a Weapon; Crossing the Boundary, Master Shou Demanded Bai Ling

A flashy move? Dao Qiongchang was instantly intrigued.

He liked flashy things—like the air ancient sword cultivators carried... all right, Ba Zunan's air.

But that was not something one could envy into existence. At most, one could imitate ninety percent of it.

Xu Xiaoshou's flashiness, however, perhaps deserved separate consideration. "Go on?"

Xu Xiaoshou did not respond.

Under the Vanishing Art, he quickly gave birth to another Jinren.

The fact that he could produce one meant his guess had been correct.

Jinren had indeed killed himself after staying in the Apricot Realm for too long. He wondered whether Li Fugui had been frightened by that.

I'm very sorry... Looking at himself across from him, though Xu Xiaoshou was moved by Jinren's act of "entering the game through death," he truly had forgotten which generation of Jinren this was.

I really am a cold-hearted fellow. "Hello."

The new generation of Jinren was exceptionally polite. After emerging, he properly put on his clothes, spread the Will Dao Disk beneath his feet, then withdrew it.

The Jinren born after Transcendent Dao Transformation had naturally inherited Xu Xiaoshou's abilities at their peak.

Yet he was also like a pitiful soul reincarnated without drinking Meng Po Soup. He barely needed to think back to vividly remember how he had died in his previous life.

Toward the original body, he was both reverent and afraid, acting exceedingly sycophantic.

"I have an idea..."

Xu Xiaoshou rubbed his hands together, excitement written all over his face. Just as he was about to explain in detail the flashy move that had flashed into his mind—

Jinren hesitated before deciding to say it aloud.

"Master Shou, if you have any ideas about me, just think them. You don't need to say them out loud."

"Feigning death?"

Dao Qiongchang looked