This time, Xu Yi had injected a wisp of his corpse aura into Old Desolate to tighten his hold over him. His corpse aura had been severed from his divine embryo, leaving an increasingly deep soul imprint. When Old Desolate devoured that wisp, it naturally drove the imprint deeper.
"Old Desolate, you don't need to overthink this. I'm only doing it so we can be more closely connected. Oh, and spit out my corpse aura. Wouldn't want you to digest it by accident."
Xu Yi sent the message casually.
Old Desolate wanted nothing more than to swallow him whole. What do you mean, I don't need to overthink it? You've stabbed me in the back like this. Unless I'm an idiot, how could I not overthink it?
And you've got the nerve to ask for your corpse aura back? I'll swallow you instead!
Old Desolate cursed him furiously in his heart, but in the end, he obediently spat out Xu Yi's corpse aura and sent a message: "I know you're judging me by your own petty standards. I admit I've absorbed a lot of memories and grown quite a bit, but I'm not so ungrateful as to forget my debt. If I hadn't followed you, I'd never have gotten the opportunities I have now. Honestly, you don't need to guard against me."
Old Desolate spoke with heartfelt sincerity, as if he'd never harbored a single impure thought.
In truth, he'd never really planned to harm Xu Yi. But once he'd reached a certain level, he no longer wanted to be under anyone's control. How to free himself from Xu Yi's control had always been something he considered.
Even if he broke free, he could still have continued working with Xu Yi. But the two of them would have to cooperate