Having received the message, Li Xingkong didn't wait any longer. Since he couldn't see Huang Feihu anytime soon, he decided to find a place to rest.
After years of continuous battles, even Li Xingkong felt a bit weary.
This is different from seclusion. Years of fighting eventually turn into formulaic exchanges, especially when it's a one-sided victory, which makes the game even more boring.
After resting for a few days, Li Xingkong took advantage of Liu Shinian's free time and went to visit him with the Weaver of Refutation.
"Oh dear, since you've already come all this way, and even brought a gift, you should be grateful."
Seeing Li Xingkong come in carrying something he didn't recognize, Liu Shinian reached out to snatch it.
"Sure, if you can kill it, I'll give it to you. I've never seen its true form before, but it's definitely not human. I'll give it to you to have a taste."
Li Xingkong tossed aside the Weaver of Refutation was holding.
Upon seeing it, Liu Shinian noticed that it was pitch black and looked like a combination of Mist and tentacles. It didn't look like something he could bring himself to eat. With a look of disgust, he used his Immortal Power to lift it into the air, afraid that it would fall to the ground and contaminate his room.
"Who would eat this? It looks really weird."
"Alright, alright, do whatever you want with it, just kill it. The main reason I came here is to ask for your help, to help me kill it."
Kill it? That's easy.
Liu Shinian reached out and crushed the mangled body of the Weaver of Refutation.
"What's this? You want me to help you open the bottle cap?"
"You'll see."
Li Xingkong reminded him.
Sure enough, within minutes, the dead Rebuttal was revived.
"Huh? It really is. I thought you came here for no reason, but it turns out this guy is really hard to kill."
"So, what did this guy do to you that you insisted on bringing him back to kill him?"
Liu Shinian looked at the Rebuttal's method of revival with a degree of curiosity.
"It's nothing, it's just blocking my way."
Li Xingkong shrugged.
"Oh my, how domineering! Just because someone blocks your way, you think you can kill them? How cruel!"
Liu Shinian had already sliced open the remains of the Weaver of Refutation with one hand and reached inside to grope, while still saying things like how cruel it was.
"It's the path of cultivation; you're not unfamiliar with the path of the Golden Immortal."
"Ah, then again, that guy deserves to die."
Liu Shinian's conceptual power has been activated. The conceptual fluctuations within her body are gradually becoming more and more similar to the concepts of the Weaver of Refutation. The concepts she extends from her hand are invisibly merging into the Weaver of Refutation's body.
Li Xingkong stared at it for a while but couldn't figure it out, so he finally couldn't help but ask.
"How's your investigation going?"
"This thing is almost completely out of its mind, its life force is barely a candle in the wind, but it just won't die. It's very strange."
"Its concepts are somewhat chaotic, and something feels off. I think I need to read it from its memories."
Liu Shinian withdrew her hand. From a conceptual standpoint, she could only imitate it at the moment, but she didn't understand the specific function of this concept.
"Reading memories... Do you need my help?"
Since becoming an immortal, Li Xingkong had never used such methods. After all, immortals live for too long and have seen too much. The memories of each immortal are like a tomb of knowledge. Without opening it, one has no idea how much is inside.
"I see your computing power is far superior to mine. Here's the deal: I'll read the data, and you'll parse it."
Liu Shinian simply beckoned with his finger, and a stream of cyan data surged out from the mangled body.
Li Xingkong released the system, and then he and the system together connected the data stream to his mind and began calculations.
"Dazed, daydreaming, cannibalism, daydreaming, fighting..."
From back to front, the Weaver of Refutation's mind was constantly in a daze, even during the battle with Li Xingkong, there were several times when he was in a daze.
It feels like an old machine that's stuck and keeps stopping after a while.
Li Xingkong sped up, fast-forwarding through all these meaningless scenes.
One thousand years, two thousand years, ten thousand years... all the way back to hundreds of thousands of years ago, this guy's memory was finally not so blank anymore, and some past memories began to appear in his head one after another.
It was the process by which it, along with Flesh and Blood, the Foolish Blindness, and the Mist, created the Mist Continent.
The four seemed to get along fairly well, but compared to them, this Rebuttal was like a pawn, being manipulated by the other three as if it were his own arm.
At this stage, it wasn't quite mentally deficient, but to Li Xingkong, it was about the same as a dog.
Going back further, all the way to before the Mist Continent appeared, at this time, Rebuttal's mind was clearer, and its memories contained clearer fragments.
Li Xingkong slowed down and began his analysis.
It wasn't until he Rebuttal back to when he met the three people that Li Xingkong finally discovered the reason why this guy was still alive.
Before it met the three people in the Mist, this guy was at least above normal mentally, and its methods were relatively mysterious. However, although it was mentally sound, it did nothing human and could only be considered an ordinary villain.
After entering seclusion and contemplating enlightenment, it derived a method for achieving immortality through its own concepts, known as the Corpse Observation Method.
This method is remarkably similar to a previous experiment on Earth Star. Like the double-slit interference experiment, it places the observer's state of mind above the observer's.
As long as there are people observing it and remembering it, it will not die completely.
This life-saving technique is indeed amazing. If he were allowed to develop it for a few more years and make a name for himself, he might actually be able to live a life of ease without dying.
Unfortunately, it got off to a bad start, encountering the three occupants of the Mist as soon as it stepped outside.
Under the influence of the Mist and Foolish Blindness, Rebuttal's memories were shrouded in Mist, and his mind was suppressed by Foolish Blindness. In this way, during their brief time together, Rebuttal's mind deteriorated more and more, eventually turning him into the monster he is now, who only knows how to stare blankly.
This guy is just an unlucky fellow in the cultivation world; he got off to a bad start and ran into some wicked people.
However, the probability of encountering good people on the border between these two major powers is much lower than winning the lottery. Since it arrived here, its fate was already sealed.
Regardless of what this guy was like in life, Li Xingkong gleaned a solution for this immortality from these memories.
It's very simple: either capture and kill the Foolish Blindness and the Mist, or make them believe that the death of the Rebuttal is already a fait accompli.
However, both of these options are quite troublesome; just finding those two guys is already a problem.
"I said, if it's like this now, can you at least give it a negative connotation?"
Li Xingkong looked at Liu Shinian.
"How could that be possible? It's true that my concept is a bit special, but it's not a universal tool. Do you think I'm a wishing well?"
Liu Shinian was furious, his brows furrowed in anger. Li Xingkong really dared to think that way.