Chapter 60: Testing Poison

Yu Yu Zitong was very confident in these words of his. He didn't believe anyone could resist the temptation of becoming an immortal and living forever.

Back then, Doctor Mo also hated him to the bone, but under the same words, didn't he still honestly cooperate? He believed that giving this person a little sweetness would make him obediently submit.

But Yu Yu Zitong was disappointed. After hearing his tempting words, Han Li didn't show an excited expression, but a calm face, seemingly not blowing a ripple in his heart.

"I will consider the matter of cooperation later, but now there is one more question I hope you can answer." Han Li stared at the light orb with clear eyes and said softly.

"If I answer your question, will you be willing to cooperate?"

"That depends on whether your answer can satisfy me."

"Good, ask away!" Yu Yu Zitong agreed very straightforwardly. It seemed he understood the principle of "when under the eaves, one has to bow one's head" very thoroughly.

Han Li didn't open his mouth immediately, but looked up at the roof and pondered for a while, as if considering how to say it more appropriately.

Yu Yu Zitong was frightened by the opponent's solemn appearance and kept muttering in his heart, not knowing what headache-inducing question Han Li would ask.

"I want to know, after I swallowed part of Doctor Mo's and your primordial spirits, what bad consequences will there be? Why is my head somewhat swollen and painful, feeling like there are many things, but I can't flip through them? There won't be anything wrong, right?" Han Li finally asked the question he had been worried about since waking up.

Yu Yu Zitong heard that the opponent was worried about this small problem and immediately felt much lighter, and his voice became much more cheerful.

"Hehe! So it's this matter. Brother, you are overthinking it. You don't need to take it to heart at all. You know, these things stuffed into your head will slowly dissipate on their own within a year or two. You don't need to worry about it at all."

"In that case, my swallowing these things is completely in vain, and I can't keep any of them? I don't quite believe it." Han Li glanced at the opponent with suspicious eyes, slightly revealing a look of distrust.

"To say that none of them can be kept is not entirely true. But what can be kept is indeed not much." Yu Yu Zitong hurriedly spoke to explain, fearing that the opponent would misunderstand something.

"The memories, experiences, and emotions contained in them are not to be touched at all. If you absorb them, at best you'll become an idiot or have a split personality, and at worst, your spirit will explode, and your brain will be shattered and you'll die."

"You know, the primordial spirit is the most delicate thing and cannot be casually fused with other things. Swallowing other people's primordial spirits and temporarily placing them in your head is possible, but wanting to turn them into your own things is a delusion. Otherwise, if you could just possess someone and obtain the opponent's experience, memories, and cultivation techniques, the world would be in chaos. Who would honestly practice cultivation and understand states of mind and mental methods? As long as you possess someone, wouldn't you have it all?"

"The only thing that can be utilized in the swallowed primordial spirit is the tiny bit of original power contained within. This thing can slightly strengthen your own primordial spirit, but it's only that tiny bit, because this thing flows away the fastest. In a few days, it will flow away from the swallowed primordial spirit, and it cannot be utilized anymore."

Han Li listened to Yu Yu Zitong's explanation and put down the last bit of worry in his heart.

He could hear that the opponent wasn't lying. At this time, Yu Yu Zitong was thinking of cooperating with him just like Doctor Mo, so naturally, he wouldn't deceive him on this issue that would be revealed after a little time.

After Yu Yu Zitong finished explaining the last sentence, seeing Han Li nod, seemingly believing what he said, he couldn't help but be happy. The light orb transformed by his primordial spirit seemed to be a few points brighter. He asked eagerly:

"Brother Han, it seems you are very satisfied with my explanation. Then should we discuss our cooperation next?"

"Of course. Being able to cooperate with a cultivator is a beautiful thing I've been wishing for!" Han Li suddenly smiled, and the white teeth he revealed shone, looking incredibly sincere.

"Really?" Yu Yu Zitong was excited. He didn't expect the opponent to agree without much persuasion, and hurriedly wanted to confirm it.

"Of course." Han Li answered very quickly and crisply.

Then he smiled and took something out of his bosom, saying to Yu Yu Zitong in a friendly tone:

"Since we are already partners, then before discussing the specifics, you wouldn't refuse to cooperate with me in doing a small test, would you?"

"Test?" Yu Yu Zitong was stunned. He looked at the cylinder in the opponent's hand and felt it was very familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before. A bad premonition arose in his heart.

"Not bad, a poison test."

Before Han Li's voice fell, his thumb holding the cylinder moved, and then a black, mushy liquid sprayed out from it, carrying a foul, rotten smell, straight toward the target opposite.

"Ah!"

A scream came from the light orb. Yu Yu Zitong's primordial spirit was hit squarely by the black liquid, and the green light on it dimmed significantly. It seemed he had suffered quite a bit of damage from this.

"You, you actually poisoned me and sneak-attacked me?" Yu Yu Zitong screamed hysterically, seemingly still unable to accept what had just happened.

Han Li ignored the opponent's rage. He grabbed the belt buckle above his abdomen and with a "shua" sound, drew a gleaming precious sword from the interlayer of his belt.

This sword was about the width of a finger and about a foot and a half long. It was incredibly flexible and was a rare "Jade Belt Short Sword."

This object was the last short sword Han Li had spent a lot of money to have a blacksmith forge. It was also the most expensive one, but he wasn't good at using such weapons, so he had never taken it out to use. He hadn't expected it to be used now.

Han Li held this sharp weapon, which had always been hidden on his body but had almost never had a chance to appear, his face becoming incredibly gloomy, and the smile from before disappeared by half.

He glanced at the still-trembling primordial spirit with hateful eyes and, without a word, took a flying step forward, slashing at the light orb, completely using the soft sword like a firewood-chopping knife.

===== CHAPTER 61 =====