Chapter 795 - 239: [Clever] (Part 2)
"You want me to integrate into the Heavenly Dao and take the new Saint Position that comes with it!"
Chen Yan sighed.
Finally figured out what this East Sea is after.
As expected, this guy’s ambition is not small.
He wants to become the new Venerable Saint of the Domain Realm!
Thinking of this, Chen Yan continued to ask, "Specifically..."
"Reporting to Senior, this is my trump card, and I cannot easily reveal it. My heart is sincere, and I ask Senior for your mercy. If Senior agrees to my request, only then will I offer the method of integrating with the Heavenly Dao."
East Sea gritted his teeth, yet boldly raised his head to respond.
At this moment, he was clearly nervous and scared, but he still gritted his teeth to persevere, his eyes flickering with a glimmer, and his facial features even appeared somewhat ferocious.
Chen Yan pondered over this, just about to say something...
Suddenly, bang!!!
A burst of vigorous Primordial Qi suddenly pressed down, and East Sea, who was kneeling there with his head raised and neck stretched, was flattened like an aluminum can thrown under a hydraulic hammer...
With a thud, he was crushed flat by the Primordial Qi!
A painful and frantic scream came from East Sea, but the sound was extremely brief. Before it was even finished, his body was flattened!
Chen Yan was shocked!
This Flower Demon, suddenly killing someone??
"Senior, you..." Chen Yan exclaimed.
The Flower Demon coldly said, "This person harbors ill intentions, clearly a deceitful and audacious scoundrel. Since we already know his mind and origin, why let him live?"
Chen Yan smiled wryly, "But, Senior, haven’t you always wanted to see Saint Shanxiang..."
"I do want to see him, but that doesn’t mean I’m a fool."
The Flower Demon disdainfully replied, "Integrating into the Heavenly Dao means letting my consciousness be consumed by it. Once my consciousness is eaten, I won’t be myself anymore. How would I meet Shanxiang then?"
After a pause, the Flower Demon let out a wistful sigh, "Moreover, this person must be lying to me! Shanxiang... if he wanted me to integrate into the Heavenly Dao, he would have done so when he planted me initially.
Yet he left me here intentionally, avoiding meeting me.
According to this person, the Venerable Saint has already integrated with the Heavenly Dao, and meeting me would make the Heavenly Dao aware of my existence...
He doesn’t meet me because he doesn’t want the Heavenly Dao to discover me, and he doesn’t want me to integrate into it!"
Chen Yan was silent.
This Flower Demon, although insane, still has wit.
Nevertheless, the Flower Demon harshly said, "This sly evildoer tricked even my eyes, so detestable!"
Chen Yan startled, looking at the flattened East Sea, puzzled.
East Sea was crushed by the Primordial Qi, but where was the corpse?
It was clearly a shattered... Substitute Puppet!
What the heck!
He actually had such a thing!
At this moment, the suppressing power of the Primordial Qi on Chen Yan suddenly receded, and the feeling of being firmly held down disappeared.
Chen Yan awkwardly said, "Senior, since seeing Saint Shanxiang is hopeless, then..."
"Since it’s difficult to meet, then let’s find another way." The Flower Demon calmly stated, "If I can’t meet him, communicating would suffice.
You are the only one I’ve met who can hear me other than Shanxiang.
Other than you, no one else can help, so little thief, rest assured, I won’t kill you.
Hmm..."
The Flower Demon thought for a moment and then suddenly rejoiced, "I have an idea! You go see Shanxiang, convey my words to him, and then tell me what he says.
With you delivering the message, I can communicate with him."
Chen Yan smiled wryly, "It’s easier said than done!"
He dared not provoke this murderous and insane Flower Demon, cautiously saying, "Senior may not know, but Saint Shanxiang is already at the Venerable position—like sitting in the clouds in this world.
Compared to a Saint, someone like me is just an ant.
A humble cultivator like me has no chance of meeting a Saint. Even encountering the Dao Rhyme left by a Saint a few times in this life is considered a great fortune."
The Flower Demon was silent for a while, then sighed in agreement with Chen Yan, "Indeed, you are too weak."
After speaking, Chen Yan immediately felt wrapped and scrutinized by an omnipotent force.
After a while, he heard the Flower Demon softly say, "You little thief are somewhat peculiar. Your Primordial Qi isn’t that weak, and its circulation is somewhat exceptional.
However... your Primordial Spirit is quite peculiar."
"Huh?"
"I’ve seen the disciples and cultivators here; some have Primordial Qi cultivation similar to yours, but their Primordial Spirits are different from yours.
Their Primordial Spirits are much larger than yours but loose.
Your Primordial Spirit is small but dense and firm.
Others’ Primordial Spirits are like palm fans, while yours is like an embroidery needle.
But even though the embroidery needle is harder than the palm fan, a needle is just a needle, no matter how hard it is.
Little thief, how have you cultivated to have such a compact and firm Primordial Spirit, yet so small?"
After a pause, the Flower Demon softly murmured, "I saw Shanxiang when he was young; his cultivation was stronger than yours, his Primordial Qi much greater, but his Primordial Spirit was also similarly dense and firm—but not as small as a needle.
This bit of Divine Thought can’t cover much area, no matter how sturdy it is.
If you want to increase your power, the Primordial Spirit really isn’t enough."
Saying this, the creature seemed to pause in contemplation.
Chen Yan didn’t know what this Flower Demon was thinking, hesitated, and tentatively asked, "Senior means... when Saint Shanxiang was young, the density of his Primordial Spirit was similar to mine?"