To Xu Taiping's surprise, Blade Ghost refused his request:
"Sorry, this old man cannot... cannot help you right now."
Then he heard Blade Ghost continue:
"After you ascended to the Upper Realm, this old man remembered certain things, but because of that, I also ran into some trouble that I cannot tell you about for now."
"So I fear I will be unable to appear and help you for a very long time to come."
"I may even never be able to appear again."
Xu Taiping's heart shook violently at those words.
He knew Blade Ghost's temperament very well. For this calamity to force him to the point where he dared not even appear, its dangers had to far exceed anything Xu Taiping could imagine.
Xu Taiping immediately replied in his mind:
Senior Blade Ghost, is there anything I can do to help?
Blade Ghost laughed heartily, then said with great gratification:
"You brat, you're a clay bodhisattva crossing a river, barely able to save yourself, yet you still think of helping this old man. Our acquaintance has not been in vain."
At this point, he paused, then said gravely:
"As for this old man's troubles, at least for now, you probably cannot help."
"But perhaps this old man can help with yours."
Xu Taiping asked in puzzlement:
"Senior, what do you mean?"
Blade Ghost said gravely:
"Although this old man can only speak to you through voice transmission right now, having recovered part of my memories, my knowledge should far surpass that of ordinary cultivators."
"So you need only tell this old man about your current situation."
"Perhaps this old man can offer you some... some advice."
By the end, Blade Ghost's voice had noticeably weakened.
Xu Taiping immediately asked in concern:
"Senior, are you all right?"
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