The Strange Water Spirit

Had they found the Water Spirit?

Hanyu hadn't expected them to find the last remaining spirit so quickly.

Wasn't it supposed to be a long and arduous search, according to the usual melodramatic plot?

Or maybe it would make a grand entrance when he was on the verge of death.

At the very least, it should've shown up at some life-or-death moment.

Quan Xiaotong couldn't help rolling his eyes at him. "Do you think Central Continent isn't already in enough danger?"

Put that way, he had a point. And it wasn't just Central Continent in danger—Hanyu himself was in quite a bit of trouble.

Though both sides had fallen victim to Zhishou's schemes this time, Yixian had also brought it all to an end with his life.

But Hanyu had been the one to stir things up. If he hadn't destroyed the platform so thoroughly, Zhishou's plan probably wouldn't have been so easy to carry out.

So people from either side really might come after him at any moment to vent their anger.

Especially that petty Di Liuxin!

Hanyu hadn't forgotten how he'd used the man as a whetstone. Di Liuxin would probably treat him like a fish on a chopping block the moment he got the chance.

Thinking about it that way, finding the Water Spirit in time might just make up for what he lacked. Never mind anything else—as long as it gave him a little more strength to protect himself, he'd be satisfied.

"It wasn't exactly easy."

Quan Xiaotong sighed. It was only because both factions had launched a large-scale operation this time that he'd dared to send out more cultivators to search.

As luck would have it, with Gold Spirit's underwear... sword sheath, all they needed was a general direction. After that, finding it with sheer