Chapter 50: Choice
Wu Xingxue truly didn’t know that seeking others for help partitioning his spiritual consciousness would yield this result, but if he did know, he definitely—
Just as Xiao Fuxuan’s internal energy probed deep into his spirit, he narrowed his eyes, and suddenly forgot what was supposed to come after "definitely."
He finally understood why he couldn’t just ask anyone for help—
No one could guarantee that upon their spiritual consciousness being touched, they wouldn’t kill the other person. Let alone triggering his instinctual killing intent, his spirit could rush all the other party’s wide-open vital gates.
The person helping would most likely die a miserable death.
If they didn’t die, then it’d…
Then it’d be pretty meaningful.
Xiao Fuxuan did not die.
Wu Xingxue’s half-lowered eyelids fluttered.