Published: August 15, 2025
Chapter 60: Poison Testing
Yu Zitong was very confident in his words. He didn’t believe anyone could resist the temptation of becoming an immortal cultivator, achieving enlightenment, and gaining eternal life.
Back then, Doctor Mo also hated him deeply, but when faced with the same words, he still obediently cooperated. Yu Zitong believed that if he gave this person just a little bit of sweetness, he would definitely comply voluntarily.
But Yu Zitong was disappointed. After hearing his tempting words, Han Li didn’t show any excitement. Instead, his face was calm, as if these words hadn’t stirred even the slightest ripple in his heart.
“I will consider cooperating in the future, but I have one question now that I hope you can answer,” Han Li said gently, staring at the glowing orb with clear eyes.
“Answer this question, and you’ll be willing to cooperate?” Yu Zitong asked.
“That depends on whether your answer satisfies me,” Han Li replied.
“Alright, ask away!” Yu Zitong readily agreed, clearly understanding the principle that “when under someone’s roof, you must lower your head.”
Han Li did not speak immediately. He looked up at the ceiling and pondered for a moment, as if considering how to phrase his question appropriately.
Yu Zitong was startled by his solemn demeanor, silently wondering what kind of troublesome question Han Li would ask.
“I want to know, after I absorbed parts of Doctor Mo’s and your primordial spirits, what adverse effects might occur? Why does my head feel somewhat swollen, as if there are many things inside but I can’t read them? There shouldn’t be anything wrong, right?” Han Li finally voiced the concern he had been worried about since waking up.
Yu Zitong relaxed immediately upon hearing this small concern and spoke in a much lighter tone.
“Heh! So that’s the matter. Brother, you’re overthinking it. You don’t need to worry at all. You must understand, these things stuffed into your mind will gradually dissipate on their own over one or two years. There’s no need to trouble yourself.”
“So, you’re saying absorbing these things is completely useless? They can’t be retained at all? I’m not quite convinced,” Han Li said suspiciously, casting a doubtful glance at him.
“It’s not that none of it remains, but what stays is indeed very little,” Yu Zitong hurriedly explained, afraid of being misunderstood.
“The memories, experiences, and emotions contained within are absolutely off-limits. If absorbed, at best you become an idiot or develop multiple personalities; at worst, your mind explodes from an overgrowth of spirit essence and you die.”
“Primordial spirit is the most delicate thing. You can’t just merge it casually with other things. It’s acceptable to temporarily store devoured primordial spirits in your mind, but turning them into your own is wishful thinking. Otherwise, if anyone could just take over another’s body and gain their experience, memories, and cultivation methods, the world would be in chaos. Who would then practice cultivation, or understand realms or cultivation methods honestly? Anyone could just take over and get it all.”
“The only thing usable from the devoured primordial spirit is a tiny bit of the inherent source power. This can slightly strengthen your own primordial spirit, but only a little. This power depletes the fastest and will be completely lost within days, making further use impossible.”
Han Li listened carefully to Yu Zitong’s explanation, finally releasing the last trace of worry from his heart.
He could tell Yu Zitong was not lying. At this moment, Yu Zitong was probably thinking of cooperating with him just like Doctor Mo did. Naturally, he wouldn’t deceive Han Li on such an issue that would soon be tested by time.
After finishing the last sentence, Yu Zitong saw Han Li nodding in apparent belief and felt a surge of joy. The light orb that was his primordial spirit seemed to glow even brighter. Eagerly, he asked: