When he finished speaking, Lu Yin watched the space beside Tuo Lin boil with excitement. The Qingxian's fervor looked ready to erupt. It was just a compliment—was there really any need to get so worked up?
"Xiao Yu, Master is praising you! Xiao Yu, did you hear that?"
"Yes! Master treats you so well."
Lu Yin watched with a smile. Then the space beside Tuo Lin twisted. He saw the Qingxian sprawled on the ground, submitting with a fervor he had never seen in his life. It was simply too intense. Even the statue behind it began to glow, and that radiance gave Lu Yin a warm, controllable feeling.
He felt he could strip that Qingxian of its life at any moment.
Absolute control.
"Xiao Yu, what do you think of the Immortal Master?" Lu Yin suddenly asked, staring at the warped void.
The answer he received was indifference. Yes, it was plainly indifferent—utterly unconcerned.
This was unbelievable. There was actually a Qingxian that didn't care about the Immortal Master? After clashing with the Bug Nest Civilization so many times, Lu Yin knew that, in truth, every bug and every Qingxian was the Immortal Master. Once a Qingxian achieved eternal life, it became a direct clone of the Immortal Master. The humanoid Qingxian and the droplet-shaped Qingxian were both the Immortal Master; there was no difference.
If they were all the Immortal Master, why could this Xiao Yu ignore it?
Could its fervor toward him really outweigh its species' identification with the Immortal Master?
Could it be like the Xia family's Nine Body Separation Technique, where a clone could turn against the original?
If so, could Xiao Yu replace the Immortal Master one day, after achieving Eternal Life? Of course, it was too early to think about that. Xiao Yu