A Debt Owed, a Life Repaid-Heaven's Eternal Law!

Mourning Eccentric took a step back and asked solemnly, "This is our first time meeting, Fellow Daoist. We bear no grudge or enmity... Oh, no—Ye Zhiqiu, return this Fellow Daoist's Storage Bag at once."

Only halfway through his words did Mourning Eccentric remember that he had just snatched Ji Yuan's Storage Bag.

Ji Yuan caught it one-handed.

The empty Storage Bag he had just handed over was now stuffed full when it returned to his hand.

Spirit Stones, Spirit Artifacts, along with some Cultivation Pills and Talismans. Who knew whose Storage Bag Ye Zhiqiu had picked them out from, but they had all fallen into his hands now.

Only after putting away the Storage Bag did Ji Yuan answer, "That isn't what I meant."

"Then what is it?"

Mourning Eccentric asked with a frown.

"It's nothing. You'll understand after you die."

As Ji Yuan spoke, his gaze swept over Ye Zhiqiu beside him...

After noticing Ji Yuan's look, she actually sent him a voice transmission of her own initiative. "If you can truly kill him, then kill him! That wisp of Divine Soul can't kill me!"

Hm?

Ji Yuan was greatly surprised to hear that.

Ye Zhiqiu had given her Divine Soul to Mourning Eccentric. By all logic, her life and death should have rested on a single thought from him, yet she was saying... Mourning Eccentric could not kill her?

What kind of method was this?

Had she created it herself, or was it an inheritance she had obtained?

Ji Yuan thought that if he could get his hands on such a method, he would find it much easier to deceive... ahem, comfort people in the future.

Like that time he had encountered Mei Zhuang, he could have simply given him a wisp of his Divine Soul.

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