The Heavenly God Disciple was completely dead. This undoubtedly meant Lu Ye's attempt had succeeded, yet he felt no joy at all.
Even now, his mind was still savoring that wondrous sensation. A thought of trying it a few more times was even beginning to stir within him.
Taking a deep breath, he suppressed the thought.
He did need to try again—not out of selfish desire, but because that sensation had shaken his mind so badly that he had not observed the Heavenly God Disciple's condition at all. Though the result of this attempt had been correct, it had not meant much.
"Bring another Heavenly God Disciple over," Lu Ye ordered.
Abuluo gave Lu Ye a serious look before turning and leaving. Over these past days of contact, he had discovered many things about Lu Ye that he could not see through. Still, their friendship was not particularly deep, so it was not his place to ask too much.
A Qiduo asked nervously, "Senior Brother, are you all right?"
"I'm fine." Lu Ye shook his head, closed his eyes, and examined himself.
Fortunately, nothing was amiss. It seemed that as long as he exercised restraint, what had happened earlier should not cause any major problems. The previous master of the Talent Tree had undergone a drastic change in temperament precisely because he had become too obsessed with it.
Before long, Abuluo brought over another Heavenly God Disciple. This time, Lu Ye did not hesitate and killed him personally.
He raised a hand and pressed it against the Heavenly God Disciple's corpse, activating the Talent Tree's power just as he had before.
In an instant, that feeling of delight assailed his heart again, leaving his mind unsettled. He could not help but want to cast everything aside, savor it properly, and