Du Yu gave a bitter smile. Lady Houtu was just as the Queen Mother of the West had described: whenever she used her magic power, she could no longer resist the effects of Meng Po Soup, and all sorts of less important things slipped from her memory.
Speaking of memories, Du Yu suddenly remembered something.
"Oh, right. Qianqiu, where's Qu Xi?"
Du Yu reached out to pat Dong Qianqiu on the shoulder, but his hand passed straight through it, as though nothing were there.
"Ah!"
Startled, he hurriedly pulled his hand back.
"Hmm? What's wrong?" Dong Qianqiu turned to look at Du Yu.
Du Yu cautiously extended a finger and touched Dong Qianqiu again. This time, it did not pass through her, but landed firmly against her body.
"Oh, n-nothing. I must have seen things."
"Are you looking for Qu Xi?" Dong Qianqiu asked. "You've been working nonstop for so long. Don't you want to rest?"
"Rest..." Du Yu sighed softly. "I promised Qu Xi I'd help her do something as soon as I came out of the Legend. I'll rest once everything is truly finished."
"Qu Xi is in her room," Dong Qianqiu said.
Du Yu nodded and took a few steps forward, but suddenly felt something was wrong.
His whole body felt weightless, and he was about to faint.
He reached for a chair beside him to steady himself, but his hand passed straight through it, and he crashed hard onto the floor.
"Du Yu!"
Dong Qianqiu cried out in alarm, only to find that Du Yu had already lost consciousness.
When Du Yu opened his eyes, he saw a crowd of Legend Management Bureau employees gathered around, watching him. It gave him a fright.
"Holy shit!" Du Yu shouted, rolling off the bed and springing to