His gaze falling on Jun Duxing, Su Shi'er hesitated, wondering whether he should take him away as well.
Just then.
A pale yellow glimmer flashed between Jun Duxing's brows.
As the radiance swirled, Jun Duxing's soul rushed out.
His Soul Origin had not been lost, yet Jun Duxing's soul at this moment looked even weaker than Su Shi'er's.
The reason was simple. Jun Duxing's soul had previously scattered and dispersed.
His current soul had been recondensed from a faint wisp of remnant soul preserved within the Life Tablet left behind at the Tian Gang Sect.
Before it had truly recovered, it had already faced a fierce battle against Demon God Xuantianjun.
Any cultivator would have been unable to endure it.
"Fellow Daoist Su, I... will remember this life-saving grace!"
The moment his soul appeared, Jun Duxing immediately clasped his hands and bowed to Su Shi'er.
The instant his consciousness returned, he had found himself inside Su Shi'er's Nine Heavens Exquisite Pagoda.
Naturally, he had quickly grasped the general situation.
Had Su Shi'er not helped him, his soul could never have gathered again.
Or rather, had Su Shi'er harbored any ill intentions, he would already have become a puppet at another's command.
"You overstate it, Fellow Daoist Jun. You and I are both cultivators of the Cultivation World, and we share an old friendship.
When it comes to your affairs, how could Su stand by and do nothing where it was within my power?"
Su Shi'er smiled faintly.
He was not an Evil Cultivator, nor did he have the slightest interest in controlling Jun Duxing's physical body.
On the contrary, although Jun Duxing was arrogant, his character was beyond reproach.
Saving his life also meant making him owe a tremendous debt of gratitude.
Perhaps it would come in handy someday.
Those