After signing a contract with Ji Juechen as he wished, Chen Ping simply found a place and tossed him straight into the Undead Demiplane.
There were still supplies left in the Undead Half-Plane from when Mo Fang, Nana, and the others had stayed there to lie low. Although not much remained, it was enough for Ji Juechen to live on for two months.
Just as Chen Ping threw Ji Juechen into the Undead Demiplane, a fluctuation of Elder Yi's Divine Sense reached his ears.
He asked Chen Ping to visit the Undead Demiplane when he had time. After nearly two years of nurturing, Electrolux had finally brought Tang Wutong's soul fragment close to full recovery.
Indeed, since that fragment of Tang Wutong's soul had failed to graft itself onto the Emperor Auspicious Beast, it had naturally become rootless duckweed after leaving its body, withering away every moment.
For that very reason, after stabilizing his own Divine Awareness each day with the Power of Life within the gold of life, Electrolux also had to set aside an additional portion of that power specifically to nourish Tang Wutong's broken soul.
This truly was a case of slow work producing fine craftsmanship.
Only someone like Elder Yi, who had lived for thousands of years, had the patience for work like scrubbing an underground palace with a little brush. Without having the half-crippled soul possess a body, he had actually nurtured it until it was solid and whole, essentially no different from an ordinary person's soul.
Although Chen Ping was quite curious about exactly what memories lay within Tang Wutong's soul, this clearly was not the time to focus on that.
For just as Chen Ping wound his way out of the twisting alleys and reached one side of Mingdu Bridge, he happened to