Chapter 1820
by 林方方Chapter 1820 Three Swords
“The Primordial Spirit Embryo will be more useful in your hands. If you give it to me, humanity really won’t stand a chance.” Zhou Ping’s expression was extremely serious.
Lin Qiye frowned, about to refute something, when he suddenly felt the tone of the last sentence was familiar.
“Is it Monk Destiny? Did he ask you to refuse the Primordial Spirit Embryo? What did he tell you?”
“What he said isn’t important… What’s important is that you cannot give me the Primordial Spirit Embryo. Even if you truly separated from this body, I wouldn’t accept it.” Zhou Ping paused for a moment, then continued helplessly,
“Besides, do you think changing physical bodies is as simple as changing clothes?
Without first detaching the soul, forcing the mental world to the edge of self-dissolution, and then rebuilding connections with the new body, how could one change bodies? The risks in this process are already extremely high. With my current divine power and rule scale, if I forcibly change bodies, there’s a 99% chance I would completely dissipate.”
Lin Qiye stared blankly at Zhou Ping sitting cross-legged, unable to speak for a long time.
“Alright, don’t make that expression.” Seeing Lin Qiye looking lost, Zhou Ping smiled gently, “I just can’t move around freely, not that I’m about to die… I’ll be here in this sword dwelling. Whenever you want, you can come see me.”
“Master, how much time do you have left?”
“Time?”
Zhou Ping shook his head, and after a moment, slowly uttered two words:
“Three swords.”
Hearing these two words, Lin Qiye was stunned, but then understood.
Zhou Ping’s current problem was that the Dragon Elephant Sword could not bear the divine power and sword rules of the Supreme God realm. As long as Zhou Ping didn’t draw his sword, he could continue to live, but if he drew his sword, the Dragon Elephant Sword would suffer backlash and develop cracks…
And in Zhou Ping’s current condition, he could at most draw his sword three more times. After three swords, the Dragon Elephant Sword would completely shatter, and he would perish.
In other words… as long as he didn’t use these three swords, he could continue to live.
“Although I can only draw three more swords, each one still has some power.” Zhou Ping seemed to see through Lin Qiye’s thoughts and voluntarily said, “I cannot leave this sword dwelling now, but my sword can reach any place in the world. If you need me to draw my sword, just come find me. Whoever you want me to strike down, I will.
I hope I can use these three swords to their fullest potential, rather than dying alone in this sword dwelling, guarding these swords… Do you understand my meaning?”
In Lin Qiye’s mind, he once again saw that sword strike at the broken sea… that sword, from thousands of kilometers away, annihilated three K-system gods, something even ordinary Supreme Gods might not withstand.
That world-destroying sword, Zhou Ping could still use three more times… and this was perhaps the most powerful weapon Great Xia currently possessed. It was also a trump card that should not be used unless absolutely necessary.
Lin Qiye looked into Zhou Ping’s eyes and took a deep breath:
“Student understands.”
Hearing this answer, the smile on Zhou Ping’s face grew deeper.
“Whether it’s Monk Destiny or me, we are all behind you… Finish this game well. The future of humanity rests on all of you.”
Under Zhou Ping’s pure gaze, Lin Qiye’s heart ached slightly,
“…Yes.”
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Divine Mental Hospital.
“Death Star! Time for your medicine!
Li Yifei carried a jar full of pills, leisurely walking to the fifth ward, knocking on the door and calling out.
After several seconds, there was no response.
Li Yifei called out two more times, and seeing no answer, simply kicked open the ward door and walked in with a grin.
“Don’t hide… Try my new formula today. I’ve added forty sleeping pills. Let’s see if they can make you sleep until your next life?”
Hearing the voice from next door, An Qingyu in the sixth ward slowly opened his eyes.
He hesitated for a moment, but still walked out of his room.
In the neighboring room, two figures were already fighting. Li Yifei was using one hand to pry open [Chaos]’s mouth, while the other hand was frantically pouring pills from the jar!
[Chaos]’s face turned iron-blue as he punched Li Yifei’s forehead, blasting him into a mist of blood!
An Qingyu stood stunned outside the ward.
“Damn… annoying fly!” [Chaos] had already swallowed half a jar of pills. He cursed as he stood up from the ground, raising his foot, about to crush the remaining pills.
Just then, Li Yifei’s voice came again from the corridor:
“Death Star! Getting bold today, huh? Want to play with me? Just wait, let’s see who wears out who first?”
Hearing this somewhat excited voice, [Chaos]’s expression turned as ugly as if he’d eaten a fly. Before Li Yifei could rush to the door, he swallowed all the remaining pills himself!
Li Yifei, carrying two full jars of pills, was enthusiastically preparing for an “epic battle” with [Chaos], but seeing him voluntarily take all the medicine, he immediately felt disappointed.
“No fun… Well, better save some medicine.”
He was about to turn and leave when he seemed to remember something and smiled at An Qingyu in the corridor:
“Um… Qingyu classmate, how about pineapple fried rice tonight?”
Hearing this strange address, An Qingyu felt a bit uncomfortable, but still nodded:
“Anything is fine with me.”
“Great, I’ll call you in your ward later~”
Seeing this, [Chaos]’s mouth twitched violently as he resentfully spoke:
“Wait, why doesn’t he have to take medicine?”
“Him?” Li Yifei shrugged, “Director’s orders. He doesn’t need medicine, and he can move freely here.”
[Chaos]: (▼皿▼)
Under [Chaos]’s furious gaze, Li Yifei carried his two jars of pills and leisurely left the ward.
After he was completely gone, An Qingyu outside the door remained silent for a moment, then stepped to the doorway.
“What? Come to mock me?” [Chaos] spoke softly.
“You are the Creeping [Chaos], who would dare mock you?” An Qingyu calmly replied, “I’m just curious how you’re still alive. Since you’re already a prisoner, hasn’t Lin Qiye thought about killing you?”
“Kill me? He thinks about killing me every day… but can he?” [Chaos] sneered.
An Qingyu didn’t speak. His gray eyes scanned [Chaos]’s body as if analyzing something, his brows furrowing deeper.
“How… did you do it?”
“Young man, this world… is much more complex than you imagine.” [Chaos] said unhurriedly, “Don’t think that obtaining part of the [Key of the Door]’s power means you can see through everything… Before true terror, you are nothing.”
“However, I am curious…” [Chaos] stared at An Qingyu, his smile instantly disappearing as his eyes narrowed,
“What is your purpose for staying here?”