Chapter 5096 — Not in the Slightest
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 3
"That's right. I was badly injured that time, so badly that this Primordial Spirit body was on the verge of collapse. So I thought I would hurry and release myself, return to my true body, cultivate for a while, and then project my Primordial Spirit back into the secular world. Little did I expect that the lump of charred coal you left me actually contained incomparable spiritual-consciousness energy. Not only did it stabilize my Primordial Spirit body when it was on the verge of collapse, it also helped me rapidly restore my strength to the great perfection of the Foundation Establishment stage. A fine thing indeed." Wei Zhao sighed with feeling. Without that piece of Star-Ink Charcoal from Leng Leng, the secular world would probably already be in utter chaos.
"I'm glad it was useful to you. Honestly, that thing was of no use at all to me. At most it could gently nourish my spiritual consciousness a little—precious and useless both. At first I even planned to leave it in the little martial world of the Primordial era and not bring it out. Good thing I didn't. Otherwise there would have been real trouble." Leng Leng could not help counting her blessings.
"For a Foundation Establishment expert, that thing is indeed of no use. But once you reach a certain realm, its value will naturally reveal itself. It is a priceless treasure," Wei Zhao said gravely.
In Wei Zhao's view, it was actually not a good thing for a Foundation Establishment expert like Leng Leng to have such an item—it was simply that she did not know how to use it. Otherwise, if she truly had known its use, it might well have ended in tragedy. The spiritual-consciousness energy contained within was simply too vast; if one's Primordial Spirit was not strong enough, it would be instantly overwhelmed—at best leaving the Primordial Spirit wounded, at worst killing one on the spot.
But once one reached the Nascent Soul stage, and especially a realm like his present Profound Ascension stage, the spiritual-consciousness energy contained in this thing was a truly priceless treasure.
"Then it's perfect to leave it for you to use." Leng Leng said it offhandedly. After having faced death together last time, the bond between her and Wei Zhao was long since no ordinary friendship—at least in her heart, she would never have another man in this life. That was why she took it so calmly when Wei Zhao gave her pills. In the same way, she would not stint on her own things for Wei Zhao either, even if it was a treasure her master had passed down to her.
"Good, then I'll keep it." Wei Zhao was not polite about it either. He would not stint toward his own people, and he would not stand on ceremony with them either.
"Now can you tell me? Just who are you, and how did you become the founder-elder of the Cangwu Sect of North Island?" Leng Leng asked again. Ever since she learned the news about Wei Zhao, she had been thinking about it for days. She could more or less guess at how Wei Zhao had recovered, but his suddenly becoming the founder-elder of the Cangwu Sect of North Island was utterly baffling.
"If I told you it was a lie, would you believe me?" Wei Zhao said with a half-smile.
"Impossible. You might fool others with such a thing, but Martial Uncle Xin is an elder of the Cangwu Sect of North Island—there is no way you could fool him," Leng Leng said with a decisive shake of her head.
"All right, it isn't purely a lie either. Given my origins, it's really no great matter for Xin Yi'an to call me martial uncle-founder," Wei Zhao said with a nod.
"So you really are a Primordial Spirit left over from the Primordial era?" Leng Leng instantly wore the horrified expression of one looking at a monster. Though she had already settled the nature of their relationship, if Wei Zhao truly were such an ancient being, she really could not accept it for a moment.
"Do I look like one?" Wei Zhao said, amused.