Seeing Qing Xuzi's expression, Bai Ze's lips slowly curved upward.
"Now that's more like it. We're all old comrades who fought our way through wind and rain—what's with all this coy hesitation?"
Facing Bai Ze's words, Qing Xuzi turned to look at him and said, "Lord Bai Ze, it is not that I am unwilling to step forward. It is simply that my cultivation has reached a critical bottleneck."
"In the several great wars of the past, both my physical body and Divine Soul were long since shattered."
"If not for nourishing myself with the Underworld's yin energy, I could not have clung to life until now."
"Now, this crippled body of mine has been nurtured to the Drought Demon stage. One step further, and it will become an Imperishable Bone."
"With the Daoist Sect's secret arts combined with the corpse energy of an Imperishable Bone, I may very well become the first Dao Sect Corpse Ancestor in a million years."
"If I were injured at such a time, the efforts of hundreds of thousands of years would all go down the drain."
Upon receiving this answer, Bai Ze immediately said, "I know your situation. Otherwise, I would not have come to ask you."
"Actually, I had not intended to trouble you when seeking reinforcements this time. The one who truly wanted to find you was not me, but Chen Changsheng!"
"He said that Qing Xuzi's military achievements were outstanding, and that you had given far too much for all living things of the Chang Sheng Epoch."
"A figure like you should not slowly rot away in the Underworld."
"If you wish to become a Dao Sect Corpse Ancestor, relying solely on the Underworld's yin energy is not enough."
"Other corpses can become Imperishable Bones because they are already dead."