The Heaven and Earth Literary Palace.
A muttering voice rang out. It belonged to Zhaoge.
"How should I write the next section?"
"Uh, would this work?"
"No, I need to change it."
"This is good. Yes, this is good."
"Ah, I, Chaoge, truly deserve to be a Half-Saint. Tsk, tsk. How brilliant. "
Inside the Literary Palace, Zhaoge was working out the complete version of the Golden Crow Body Tempering Art for Xu Qingxiao.
His method was simple: brute force.
If something felt reasonable, he wrote it down. If it did not, he removed it. All he had to do was combine it with the memories in his mind and perfect the cultivation method.
How else was he supposed to work it out?
He had never seen the complete version himself, so this was his only option.
But just as Zhaoge was pondering, he suddenly sensed someone approaching.
Was it Xu Qingxiao?
Zhaoge rose, but soon discovered that the visitor was not Xu Qingxiao.
Outside the Heaven and Earth Literary Palace.
Everything was hazy.
The Nightmare Demon slipped into Xu Qingxiao's Primordial Spirit.
He passed through the haze while restoring his own Primordial Spirit.
He was rather puzzled. Why did Xu Qingxiao have three Sage Artifacts? And why was there white mist everywhere?
What on earth was inside this fellow's Primordial Spirit?
How bizarre.
Still, it did not matter. Now that he had infiltrated Xu Qingxiao's Primordial Spirit, Xu Qingxiao was doomed. He only needed to wait for an opening and strike decisively to accomplish his great undertaking.
Xu Qingxiao, oh, Xu Qingxiao. You never imagined I would slip into your Primordial Spirit, did you?
What a shame I haven't reached the fifth rank. If I had, I could even replace you and become you.
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