"What does that have to do with me?"
"If you don't look for it, Kikyo and the others will certainly want to find out where the last shard is," Pure Spirit went straight to the heart of the matter.
Guilt struck Xu Zhiqiu's heart.
"..." Xu Zhiqiu fell silent. She didn't want Kikyo to take any more risks.
"If you find all the Shikon Jewel Shards, I can tell you something you might care about."
Xu Zhiqiu smiled bitterly. "Does this count as a deal between me and the Shikon Jewel?"
"No, it's just a deal between you and me, Pure Spirit. And you're bound to be interested. There's no harm in telling you now." As Pure Spirit spoke, she managed to convince herself first. She stood up, leaned close to Xu Zhiqiu, and whispered a few words into her ear.
Xu Zhiqiu's expression changed. She rubbed the Shikon Jewel in her hand. "I can help you look, but you should know that we're all human. The living can't enter the Underworld, and the dead can't leave once they're inside."
Pure Spirit pursed her lips slightly. "You're no ordinary human, and I'm no ordinary soul. Do you remember the Dragon's Roar Sword in your hand? Remove the sheath that suppresses its power. Don't pour spiritual power into it; put your blood and a Shikon Jewel Shard into it instead. Then you can cleave open an entrance to the Underworld and enter the boundary between the mortal world and the realm of the dead."
"The Dragon's Roar Sword?" Hearing her mention her sword, Xu Zhiqiu looked up at the blade lying on the table.
"Don't underestimate that sword. Though immortal wood suppresses it, its evil is beyond anything you can imagine. After all, Ryūkotsusei was a thousand-year-old demon. With all those