Then why bother playing this game anymore? With this death, how can we ever catch up with othersâ progress and start anew?
Swooshâ
Lei Shenhaoâs gaze locked firmly onto Fang Yu, ignoring the warning glances from those around him as he accelerated toward Fang Yu.
"Junior Brother Diao! Junior Brother Diao, listen to me! I have something you want! Only you can understand, right? An item only we Believers can comprehend, something that can take us further, something of utmost importance for reaching higher realms!! Help me! That thing can be yours!"
Bang!!
Lei Shenhao hadnât even reached Fang Yu before being pinned to the ground by a knee, tasting dirt.
"You are forbidden to be rude to Mr. Diao!"
It was Wu Youmei.
Having been saved from death several times by Fang Yu, she was now almost a staunch supporter of his.
Previously, after rescuing Wu Youmei from behind the battle lines, Fang Yu joined forces with Hou Xingchao and the rest, allowing the âdesertersâ initially trailing Fang Yu to sneak into the main forces and return safely to Sunset City.
One could say that Wu Youmei owed her life to Fang Yu, and her support for him was unquestionable; not to mention that Lei Qingzi, associated with the Qingling Taoist Temple, had almost caused her death. If there was no resentment in her heart, it would certainly be false.
While Qingling Taoist was someone Wu Youmei did not dare provoke, a mere captive like Lei Qingzi was still within her grasp.
In fact, despite the logic indicating that as a Believer, Lei Shenhaoâs strength was far superior to Wu Youmeiâs, the surrounding enemies made it impossible for him to act recklessly without risking immediate elimination.
Lei Shenhaoâs cries naturally reached Fang Yuâs ears.
Something of utmost importance?
Something only Believers understand?
Wait!
Could it be?!
Fang Yuâs eyes suddenly shifted.
Qingling Taoist had left, but upon sneaking into Sunset City, he had hinted that joining the Qingling Taoist Temple would mean the Spirit prepared for Lei Shenhao would be lent to him.
With other shadowy information, it seemed clear that Qingling Taoist had an unclaimed Spirit, probably correct.
Now Qingling Taoist is gone.
Could that Spirit actually be in Lei Shenhaoâs possession now?
Considering Qingling Taoistâs high level of Erosion and his frantic preparations before departure, it seemed plausible.
So Lei Shenhaoâs speech now is actually attempting to use that Spirit to barter for his life?
That might be viable.
After all, Lord Hai Lin only wants Sunset City rid of all Believers.
Whether they are killed or driven away doesnât seem to matter?
With Lei Shenhaoâs limited prowess, could he really harbor resentment against Sunset City and plan revenge later?
Fang Yu was visibly swayed, and as he was about to say something... Lord Hai Lin suddenly blocked his path.
"Do not act unnecessarily; my understanding is that there should be no unclaimed Spirits near Sunset City."
Lord Hai Linâs voice was so low that only he and Fang Yu could hear.
But Fang Yu placed his hand on Hai Linâs shoulder.
"Lord Hai, some things arenât so absolute. Among us Believers, there are some unique channels and means, perhaps Brother Lei is not lying."
Fang Yu referred to player forums and intelligence exchanges, plus Lei Shenhaoâs big-spending nature, acknowledging some credibility in Lei Shenhaoâs words.
But Lord Hai Lin clearly misunderstood.
"Special channels? Are you referring to... the Spirit Path?"
Only Spirits can access the Spirit Path.
But, as hosts, Believers can weakly perceive its existence under certain conditions.
Through the Spirit Path, capturing the essence or information of Spirits is undeniably beyond external understanding.
But...
Lord Hai Lin turned slightly, his tone cooler.
"Arenât you a bit too greedy."
Fang Yu shrugged.
"Itâs merely an ant; left in the wild, it would become a corpse within days."
Lord Hai Lin reflected.
"If thatâs the case, you can have the person."
"No rush, letâs first detain him in the Hai Family Prison, let his temper refine."
"..."
Through a brief exchange, Fang Yu and Lord Hai Lin soon decided Lei Shenhaoâs unfortunate days ahead.
This demonstrated the gap in status and power; Fang Yu didnât need to take direct action to achieve his intent.
Lei Shenhao, seeing no response from Fang Yu, became ashen, as if his last lifeline vanished, silently escorted back to the Hai Family by their people.
Other members of the Qingling Taoist Temple were also detained with Lei Shenhao. But unlike him, lacking any self-saving means, they were largely destined for public execution as a demonstration.
The crimes committed by Qingling Taoist had to be borne by someone.
"Diao Deyi!"
It was at this moment that a familiar voice emerged from behind Fang Yu.
As he turned around, a figure had already darted into his arms.
"Ding, Ding Hui..."
Fang Yuâs movements froze somewhat, but seeing Ding Hui unharmed, his heart felt relieved.
Despite having heard earlier from Lord Hai Lin that he had arranged people to protect Ding Hui without incident.
But without seeing her, a part of him remained uneasy.
Now seeing her safe and sound, Fang Yu relaxed.
Feeling the slight trembling of the person in his arms, Fang Yu felt an inexplicable stirring within him.
And then...
"Listen to me! I may have a way to let Bloodline Spirit gain true abilities similar to a Spirit! And if successful, this process will greatly enhance the strength of Bloodline Spirit, stabilizing Diao Ruruâs existence without needing any Bloodline Spirit replacement!"
The stirring vanished.
Looking down at the excited Ding Hui, Fang Yu also felt delighted.
If things were truly so smooth, combined with the lifespan extension from Sea Scale Root, perhaps very soon, the Life Seed can be brought into reality!
And the stability of the Bloodline Spirit ensured his elder sisterâs safety.
The method Ding Hui previously mentioned, like Believers, using new Bloodline Spirit to replace old ones, suppressing Erosion, Fang Yu absolutely disagreed.
Nonetheless, the irreversible nature of Erosion gave Fang Yu quite a headache.
To save Qi Xiaojin, the power of Believers must be enhanced, leading to inevitable surge of Erosion.
The surge in Erosion would confront him with the ultimate choice of either recklessly preserving the Bloodline Spirit or abandoning it to save his life.
Now, it seemed Ding Hui had opened a new path, offering a turnaround in what seemed a dead end.
"I also have good news, the Hai Family is willing to give Sea Scale Root to me as compensation for my departure from Sunset City."
"Sea Scale Root, what is it?"
Even Ding Hui wasnât truly omniscient; regarding something as rare without records like Sea Scale Root, she was entirely unaware.
"Something that continuously produces Sea Scale Grass, consumption supposedly adds thirty years to oneâs lifespan."
Fang Yu explained briefly, causing Ding Huiâs eyes to light up.
"Continuously produces Sea Scale Grass and adds lifespan... If so, if so..."
Ding Hui murmured, visibly becoming excited.
Yet from the looks of it, Ding Hui seemed not just intent on using the Sea Scale Root simply to produce Sea Scale Grass or as a lifespan-extending medicinal material.
The thoughts in her gaze seemed multitudinous, almost spilling out, so thrilled she nearly forgot about Fang Yuâs presence.
No way!
When the Hai Family provides it to me, I absolutely must safeguard it, not letting Ding Hui misuse it! Itâs precious for prolonging life!
With the Demon Extermination Teamâs return, the Arrayâs disappearance, and blood sacrifices regaining reason, Sunset City began restoring its former order under the influence of the Seven Great Families.
However, the residual pain couldnât be easily erased.
Many of the Seven Great Familiesâ authority figures perished, leading to a subtle shift in top-tier power and family hierarchy.
Yet, with the Hai Familyâs invisible hand secretly manipulating, everything landed fairly stable.