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Deep within the underground cavern, Chen Qiu used the Transformation Token to assume the appearance of a Spirit Transformation Dwarf Race cultivator. He quietly mingled among the wounded as they headed deeper inside.
Back on the surface, he had not killed that other Spirit Transformation Dwarf Race cultivator.
He had been worried that if those Spirit Transformation Dwarf Race cultivators really could be reborn from death after dying, it would expose him instead.
Just then—
"Hey."
A Spirit Transformation Dwarf Race cultivator suddenly strode over from behind, patted Chen Qiu on the shoulder, and scrutinized him suspiciously. "You don't have a single injury on you. Why are you among the wounded?"
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Chen Qiu glanced at the Dwarf Race cultivator who had patted his shoulder. He stared blankly in confusion for a long while before pointing at his own head. "Soul... soul..."
"I see." The Spirit Transformation Dwarf Race cultivator immediately came to a realization, his voice carrying a trace of regret. "So your soul was damaged. Soul damage isn't easy to treat. It would've been better if your soul had been damaged earlier."
"Some time ago, there was a heavenly phenomenon that could heal all injuries. But it's fine."
"Once you enter Requiem Gate, even if your damaged soul cannot be completely restored, it should be almost healed."
"Come with me. I was wondering why a Spirit Transformation cultivator like you was staying with these juniors. So your soul was damaged, and you couldn't find your way back."
With that said!
Without caring whether Chen Qiu agreed, the Spirit Transformation Dwarf Race cultivator grabbed his shoulder and turned into a streak of light, shooting away from the group toward the depths of the cavern.
Chen Qiu said nothing and quietly followed behind this kindhearted fellow, though his eyes