Chapter 1594 - Converting the Three Elders
The instant the three elders learned Liu Wuxie had come to break their curses, thunderous cries of excitement rolled through the palace and resounded along its corridors.
"Kid, you're not lying to us, are you?" Tian Can asked, keeping the clearest head among the three. The last time Liu Wuxie had visited, he had promised to undo their curses within ten years, yet only half a year had passed before he had returned.
"The world is unpredictable, and I urgently need all three of your help," Liu Wuxie said, making no effort to hide his intent. He had come to Death Mountain to take these three under his command.
"Don't worry about it. As long as you help us undo our curses, we will fulfill our promise of following you for three centuries," Tian Can assured, a crafty smile flickering in his eyes.
They had agreed to follow Liu Wuxie for three centuries, but they had never clarified how they would "follow" him.
With Liu Wuxie's intelligence, how could he not see through their deception? These three had been trapped here for too long, and they would never follow him obediently without safeguards.
"Since that's the case, let's begin with one at a time," Liu Wuxie said, a faint smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. With his current means, restoring all three wouldn't be difficult, but he chose to do it one by one for a reason.
"Big Brother, let me go first," Ren Can said as he floated forward, volunteering to be first. Even if something went wrong, at least his elder brothers could still avenge him.
"Very well," Tian Can and Di Can agreed with a nod, allowing the youngest to go first.
With a wave of Liu Wuxie's hand, a wooden tub appeared in the center of the hall. He sliced a small gash across his arm and filled the tub with his blood. The Three Thousand Weakwater had become his blood, fused into his body, and that meant his blood naturally carried the power of the Three Thousand Weakwater.
The last time he had visited to borrow astral crystals, he already possessed the ability to undo their curses. However, he was only in the Void Realm, and controlling three quasi-immortals was impossible. Hence, he had chosen to wait.
Now everything had changed. The Nether Deity Harvest had formed his soul energy, the Soul Forge Art had shaped his primordial spirit, his physique had condensed from laws, and even his faith energy had become a spring within him. He poured golden liquid from the Spring of Faith into the tub as well.