Chapter 1438 Retracting the Sword

Looking at the remnant souls overflowing from the Qingzhi sword, Zhou Shu nodded unconsciously.

Even if he didn't go to find out the situation inside the sword, he could still know the result. Caiying found Wugou's weakness and took advantage of it.

"Although it's a bit late, it's not bad at all. This hurdle has passed."

The bits and pieces of remnant souls seemed to have sensed the unforgivingness in the distance, and rushed to fly over, but they disappeared one after another after flying not far away.

Although the obsession in these remnant souls is extremely deep, but because they have always been with the sword spirit in the sword, they have not yet reached the level of evil spirits, and they cannot exist outside for a long time. They can survive when relying on the sword spirit. But once they leave the sword spirit, their doom will follow. They are supported by the sword spirit, but they are completely unable to realize this without thinking.

When the remnant soul came out, it also carried the torn sword spirit essence, and drifted away little by little.

Wugou inside the sword seemed to have been tortured, and in the blink of an eye, it was riddled with holes.

There was a scream of misery, which could not stop coming from the sword, like the voice of a wronged soul from hell, it was so shrill that the liver trembled upon hearing it.

"Stainless..."

Buju, who had been silent all this time, turned his head to look at Qingzhijian, feeling sad in his heart, and just shook his head.

"Help me, save me, master..."

Sensing the unbearable feeling in Bushu's heart, Wugou seemed to have found the hope of living, and couldn't help calling for help.

Bushu hesitated for a while, looked at Zhou Shu and said, "Little friend, can you let him live, he actually still..."

"Let him go and betray you again?"

Zhou Shu shook his head, and said calmly, "Our bet has already been agreed, the sword spirit and the sword will be left to me, and it has nothing to do with you."

Glancing at Zhou Shu, he knew that Zhou Shu could not change his mind, so he could only turn around and lamented, "This old man has worked hard for more than a thousand years, more than a thousand years... and now there is nothing. Without Wugou, how do I get revenge, how do I deal with the Heavenly Sword Gate, alas...Hai Tang, I'm sorry for you..."

At this time, he was not the alchemy king admired by thousands of people, but an extremely lonely old man.

Annihilated the last hope, life has nothing to love.

Zhou Shu glanced at him, without any fluctuation in his eyes, and said slowly, "You should have expected this when you took in the sword slave, right? Excuse me, if you don't want to read it, don't read it, and leave earlier. Alright, in case the Xiahou family finds out that something is wrong and comes looking for you."

He didn't forgive and didn't look back, he just sighed, "Where are you going? Without Wugou, it's impossible to avenge Haitang, so what's the point of living?"

Zhou Shu glanced at him and smiled faintly, "Excuse me, I believe that with your ability, you can definitely find a better way."

"A better way...a better way..."

Buju read silently, walked forward slowly, and went out of the secret place all the way, without turning back.

Whoosh—

With a soft sound, the Qingzhi sword quickly flew in front of Zhou Shu and stopped abruptly.

Caiying's hasty voice came from inside the sword, "Quick! Quick! Help me get rid of the excess remnant souls, or I will be caught by them too!"

"don’t worry."

Zhou Shu picked up the Qingzhi sword, a puff of white smoke followed it, engulfing the sword body, wherever the white smoke went, remnants of souls turned into soul liquid, dripping down little by little.

Withdrawing the soul refining formula, he said slowly, "Has Wugou been absorbed by you?"

"Um."

Caiying flew out along with the white smoke, her figure has become fatter, more than double the size before, "Haha, Bengong is out!"

Zhou Shu let go of his mind and observed her carefully for a while, showing a bit serious, "What's the matter, you are not as pure as before, and there are many white and gray silk threads on your body, are they distracting thoughts or something?"

Caiying swayed a few times and said dissatisfiedly, "I don't have any distracting thoughts. Those are Wugou's memories. I left them on purpose. If I want to integrate them slowly, it should be very useful."

"Fuse his memory, don't be stupid."

Zhou Shu frowned unknowingly, and said in a deep voice, "Just absorb the essence of the sword spirit, and give up everything else."

"oh."

Caiying agreed, and said in a low voice, "But, do you really don't want those memories? Maybe you can find treasure secrets or something from them. Wouldn't it be a pity if they were gone? That guy has lived for more than a thousand years, maybe know some good things."

"Wugou has been with Bushu for so many years, and his memory is full of hatred. It is absolutely impossible to fuse his memory for something."

Zhou Shu shook his head, and said in a warm voice, "Caiying, we don't lack any treasures now, so we can do our own thing with peace of mind, everything will come naturally, and we can ascend to immortality without worrying about other things."

"Well, I thought you wanted it, so I kept it on purpose. Since you don't want it, then I will let him disappear completely."

The light cluster suddenly became brighter, and the light spots became larger and smaller, and lasted for a while, and finally turned into a piece of pure green, and no other colors could be seen.

As before.

Zhou Shu took a few glances before nodding in satisfaction, "Just keep being yourself, don't think about fusion with spirits and souls, haven't you seen Wugou's end yet? Didn't he think about fusing those remnant souls? Well, you are not soul cultivators, you can't do it at all, and your thoughts are far less complicated than his, if you are influenced by him, you will be absorbed by him in turn."

"I know... I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep."

Caiying lazily responded, and got into the sword, but there was no more sound.

Zhou Shuwen said, "After all this battle, you are exhausted. When you wake up, it's time to cross the tribulation again."

He picked up the Qingzhi sword, waved it lightly, and tried out the Sea Stepping Sword Art several times.

It was not smooth, the sword intent was obscure when it was born, like being stuck in a quagmire, and there were obstacles when it was used, one step and three passes, not smooth at all, and the direction was too far, as if deliberately quarreling with him.

"It is indeed a very spiritual sword. It is only willing to obey a specific master. Maybe I am not as good as you now, but it doesn't matter. I have a lot of money. Wait for her to train you slowly, and I will sit back and enjoy it."

Zhou Shu smiled faintly, put the sword in his bag, and flew to the secret place.

He doesn't need to worry about these things.

In the scope of spiritual consciousness, Unforgiveness can also be found.

Unforgiveness is very fast, and his expression is very calm. He doesn't have the slightest look of decadence before, and there is even a trace of strange excitement in his eyes. It seems that either he quickly figured out a way to take revenge, and let all the previous depression go away. Forget it, or, he has always had other plans, and the sword spirit Wugou has never been his everything.

"Sure enough, it's not an ordinary person."

After seeing him off for a long way, Zhou Shu shook his head slightly, and went back to Xiahou Villa.

No matter what to do, Xiahou's family and Xiahou Wan'er will deal with him, and it has nothing to do with him, so he doesn't want to think about it.