Chapter Sixty: Testing Poison

  Yu Zitong was very confident in his words and did not believe that anyone could resist the temptation of becoming an immortal, achieving eternal life and never dying.

  At first, Mo Dafu also hated him to the bone, but under the same words, they still cooperated honestly. I believe that if you give this person a little more sweetness, he will definitely obey obediently.

  Ke Yu Zi Tong was disappointed, after hearing his tempting words, Han Li did not show an excited expression, but a calm face, as if this speech had not caused any ripples in the other's heart.

  "As for cooperation, I'll consider it later. But for now, there's still a question that I hope you can answer." Han Li said with a clear and calm gaze at the light sphere.

  "Will you be willing to cooperate if I answer your question?"

  "It depends on your answer, whether it can satisfy me."

  "Alright, ask away!" Yu Zitong readily agreed, apparently he understood the principle of "when under someone's roof, one must lower their head" very thoroughly.

  Han Li did not speak immediately, but instead raised his head and gazed at the roof in deep thought for a while, as if considering how to say it more appropriately.

  Yu Zitong was intimidated by the other's solemn appearance, and his mind kept whispering, wondering what painful question Han Li would ask.

  "I'd like to know, after I've absorbed the spiritual energy of Mo Daifu and yours, will there be any adverse consequences? Why do I feel a slight headache, as if there's more stuff in my head, but I can't seem to access it? Won't there be some sort of problem?" Han Li finally asked out loud the question that had been plaguing him since he woke up.

  Yu Zi Tong immediately felt relieved upon hearing that the other party was only worried about this small issue, and his tone of voice became much lighter.

  "Haha! So that's what it was. Little brother, you're overthinking, don't worry about it at all. You should know, these things stuffed into your brain will slowly dissipate on their own in a year or two, no need for you to worry."

  "So, I've been wasting my time swallowing these things, and not a single one has taken effect? I'm not buying it." Han Li looked at the other person with a skeptical gaze, subtly revealing his distrust.

  "It's not that nothing can be left behind, but what can be left is indeed very little." Yu Zitong hastily spoke up to explain, afraid that the other party would misunderstand.

  "The memories, experiences and emotions contained within are absolutely untouchable; if absorbed, the consequences would be severe, ranging from becoming an idiot or suffering a split personality to having one's mind burst open and dying."

  "To know, the yuan Shen is the most precious thing, which can't be casually merged with other things. Swallowing someone else's yuan Shen and temporarily placing it in one's mind is acceptable, but to make it one's own is a pipe dream. Otherwise, with just a casual snatch, one could obtain the opponent's experience, memories, and skills, wouldn't that bring about chaos? Who would still diligently practice, trying to comprehend what state or mental method, when with just a snatch, they could have everything?"

  "In the engulfed primordial spirit, the only thing that can be exploited is just a tiny bit of the inherent power of the origin. This kind of thing can slightly expand one's own primordial spirit, but it's just that little bit. Because this kind of thing loses its effectiveness the fastest, in just a few days it will dissipate completely from the engulfed primordial spirit and cannot be utilized again."

  Han Li listened to Yu Zitong's explanation while letting go of his last bit of attachment.

  He could tell that the other party was not lying, and at this time, Yu Zitong was probably thinking of cooperating with him in the same way as Mo Dafu, and would not deceive him on a matter that would be clear after a slight test.

  Yu Zitong, after explaining the last sentence, saw Han Li nodding his head, seemingly believing what he said, and couldn't help but feel a surge of joy in his heart. The light ball transformed from his primordial spirit also seemed to shine brighter by several degrees. He eagerly asked:

  "Hey Brother Han, looks like you're satisfied with my explanation. Now, shouldn't we discuss our cooperation?"

  "Of course, being able to collaborate with a cultivator is a wonderful thing that I've been longing for!" Han Li suddenly broke into a smile, revealing his pearly white teeth, shining brightly and appearing extremely sincere.

  "Really?" Yu Zitong became excited and didn't expect that the other party had already agreed before he even persuaded him, so he quickly opened his mouth to confirm.

  "Of course," Han Li replied quickly and clearly.

  Then he smiled and pulled out something from his pocket, speaking to Yu Zitong in a gentle tone:

  "Now that we are partners, would you refuse to cooperate with me in a small experiment before we discuss the specifics?"

  "Trial?" Yu Zitong was taken aback, he stared at the cylindrical object in his opponent's hand, feeling a sense of familiarity, as if he had seen it somewhere before, and a hint of ominous foreboding arose in his heart.

  "Not bad, poison testing."

  Han Li's words had barely fallen when the thumb grasping the cylinder moved slightly, and then a black, foul-smelling ** shot out from it, carrying a pungent stench, rushing straight towards the target in front.

  "Ah!"

  A miserable cry came from the light group, Yu Zi Tong's primordial spirit was directly hit by a black **, and the green light on it suddenly dimmed a lot, looking like he was seriously injured this time.

  "You, you actually dared to poison me, ambush me?" Yu Zitong screamed hoarsely, seemingly still unable to accept everything that had just happened.

  Han Li ignored the other's anger, reached out and grabbed the buckle on his waist above his abdomen, "swish" sound, from the interlayer of the waistband, drew out a shining treasured sword.

  This sword is about a finger wide and approximately one and a half feet long, with an exceptionally flexible body, making it a rare "Jade Belt Short Sword".

  This was the last short sword that Han Li had a blacksmith make at great expense, and it was also the most expensive one. However, he wasn't skilled with this type of weapon, so he never used it before. Who would have thought that he'd end up using it now?

  Han Li grasped the sharp object that had been hidden on him, but almost didn't get a chance to use it. His face turned gloomy and his previous smile was nowhere to be seen.

  He gave a hateful glance, his primordial spirit still trembling slightly. Without saying another word, he took a flying step forward and chopped down at the light sphere with a slash that was more suited to chopping firewood than wielding a soft sword.