"Here you go!"

Wang Xingzhi was somewhat incredulous; he had already prepared to retreat. After all, with the envoy present, there shouldn’t have been an opportunity for him.

Unexpectedly, Han Yu actually tossed the pills directly to him.

This really left him at a loss. So straightforward?

To Han Yu, it didn’t matter who consumed the pills; as long as someone took them, it was fine.

To put it more bluntly, he was willing to give it to whoever he chose.

Obtaining the pills so easily, Wang Xingzhi held the pills in one hand while hastily reaching into his pocket with the other. Last time, even the envoy traded something, so he couldn’t possibly not offer anything in return, right?

But awkwardly, he fumbled around for a long time without producing anything presentable.

"Free of charge."

Han Yu rolled his eyes. These trifling things were of no interest to him.

Moreover, whatever they took out to give him were things they wouldn’t even use ordinarily, so how could they be any good?

"Here, take this!"

Su Xiaoxiao suddenly handed over a green leaf, settling the debt of gratitude on Wang Xingzhi’s behalf.

Han Yu only glanced at it and recognized the item; wasn’t this Liu Zongyuan’s flying spiritual treasure!

This was much more practical than the baubles they offered earlier.

Even if Han Yu couldn’t use it, this time he didn’t refuse to accept it.

He couldn’t use it, but among his friends, there were surely those who could.

After Wang Xingzhi consumed the pills, he could also feel a mysterious aura; this aura distributed throughout his body but then lay dormant.

As for the effects, there was no way to test them; turning misfortune into blessing and courting death are two different concepts.

They couldn’t possibly have everyone bombard him to see if it would result in death, could they?

Besides, the focus of the crowd wasn’t on this; they were more interested in the concept of getting lost.

Especially in such a small space, how could someone simply go missing?

Wang Xingzhi was also full of curiosity, so he took a step forward, one step, two steps, three...

Before he even took the third step, he vanished in place.

Really got lost?

Everyone had a peculiar expression; a living person actually disappeared right under their noses.

"Not really lost..."

Su Xiaoxiao closed her eyes for a moment, and when she reopened them, her expression was strange, and her lips twitched as she spoke.

Wang Xingzhi truly wasn’t lost; he now found himself in complete darkness, surrounded by damp earth, pressing heavily from all sides, almost suffocating him.

If it were an ordinary cultivator, they might have already been buried alive.

So the ’going missing’ was actually some mysterious force burying him in the ground?

He didn’t even notice how it happened; when darkness fell, he had arrived there.

When he finally climbed out from the dirt, a group of people stared agape at him.

They looked like they wanted to laugh but felt it was inappropriate.

Admittedly, this was quite similar to spacing out; one is spacing out at any time, and the other is suddenly vanishing.

Su Xiaoxiao and the others wanted to laugh too, but they were more shocked.

Wang Xingzhi’s disappearance had no warning; even when he was buried, they couldn’t sense any power.

Like Wushang Daoist, the mysterious aura Wang Xingzhi spoke of was something no one else could perceive.

Things took an even more interesting turn; whether walking or flying, as long as Wang Xingzhi was moving, he could vanish at any time.

And he wasn’t always buried underground; sometimes he ended up inside a mountain.

During these episodes, it further confirmed the effects of heavenly protection: no matter where Wang Xingzhi was thrown, he never ended up outside the fog.

Heavenly protection wouldn’t directly cast him into a certain-death situation.

"Overcome the side effects, and to some extent, it might even save you."

Su Xiaoxiao smiled strangely, suggesting that this power, which could cause someone to vanish suddenly, made it quite hard for him to be hunted.

Yet most of the time, this side effect would make him constantly uncomfortable.

"Young friend, why don’t you come up for a chat?"

Su Xiaoxiao looked at Han Yu with a twinkle in her eye, suddenly smiling as she invited him.

...

Quan Xiaotong was also extending an invitation to Chasing Soul.

Indisputably, the cultivator system in Central Continent was indeed lagging behind, treating even a small technique as a treasure.

Furthermore, the pinnacle of Central Continent was merely the Realm of Transcendence. If not for Han Yu, they might never have realized there was a path ahead.

Therefore, Quan Xiaotong’s goal was naturally to acquire more of the system.

However, he would likely be disappointed in this regard.

Because Chasing Soul’s memories all came from a split soul, which was merely a lackey in the Divine Platform Realm; to put it bluntly, people like Lei Wang were already the pinnacle.

"What I can reach is everything up to the Divine Platform Realm; above that, I only know the basics."

As for anything beyond, he truly had no knowledge.

"That’s enough."

Quan Xiaotong nodded slightly; you digest things one step at a time, and even with these two realms, Central Continent would take a long time to catch up.

"What can I get?"

Chasing Soul looked at him intently; nothing in the world is free, even if it’s just a few words, speaking or not speaking holds great significance.

Central Continent coming to him wanted a direction for cultivation. This knowledge, once revealed, held no value, but if not, they would inevitably take quite a detour through trial and error.

Quan Xiaotong understood this as well, so his offer was quite generous.

"Ask for whatever you want!"

This was indeed very enticing, but Chasing Soul’s request left him stunned.

"Help me reforge a spiritual treasure body; I want a body like a normal human’s."

And not like a corpse; at least, it should look alive.

Chasing Soul thought silently.

"I imagined you would want a cooperation or make all sorts of unimaginable requests."

Quan Xiaotong’s expression was peculiar; he had envisioned many possibilities, but not this one.

"Do you think this is a simple matter?"

Chasing Soul suddenly laughed; this was a spiritual treasure body, not mere scrap iron. Making a dead thing appear alive was extraordinarily difficult.

Had he not seen the craftsmanship of that little genius from the Mo Family, he would have had no confidence in this matter.

As for cooperation.

"Do you know why I’m unwilling to cooperate with you?"

Part of it was indeed Chasing Soul’s disdain for Central Continent’s natives, but there were deeper reasons too.

"With Yama Hall’s array covering Central Continent, do you think Celestial Dao Sect hasn’t made any arrangements in Central Continent?"

Given that Central Continent’s cultivation system originated from Celestial Dao Sect, it was impossible for them not to have laid any groundwork there.

Thus, while Chasing Soul was willing to exchange interests with Central Continent, he was unwilling to engage in extensive cooperation.

Fearing that one wrong move would land him in Celestial Dao Sect’s trap.

Quan Xiaotong remained silent; he had not failed to consider these things.

In fact, he was thinking even further ahead than Chasing Soul.

Was Celestial Dao Sect truly weaker than Yama Hall? If not, then why allow people to perceive them as weak?

Moreover, since Celestial Dao Sect shared its cultivation system with Central Continent, there must be corresponding arrangements.

He didn’t believe the factions would engage in a fight for centuries in a certain sea for no reason.

Sometimes he even imagined, with malicious speculation, that scene.

Central Continent was like a sheep pen, with a fierce tiger and a vicious wolf outside, eyeing the sheep fattening up.

This scene closely resembled Central Continent’s current plight.

Especially with Chasing Soul just lingering outside the pen, unwilling to enter, which further fueled his suspicions.