JUST AS THEY were busy preparing for the upcoming calamity, Yang Lujia was talking to the Will of Da Sishen. He wanted to fish out information about this so-called creator that it was trying to use to somehow scare him to the corner.

“Creator?” Yang Lujia muttered out, still fending off the attacks from the Will. Then, he raised his head after realizing something. “You’re getting weaker…”

The Will of Da Sishen stopped the moment Yang Lujia said that. It had gotten weaker since the calamity began because it almost exhausted its strength trying to kill a Saint while also assisting the re-awakening of the Death Hydra. In the end, the creature was controlled by two people, which enraged it so much.

“State your name,” the Will said, as though it was an order that should be followed.

“Cao Nima,” Yang Lujia said as his thoughts went away for a second.

‘I must not use my name Yang Lujia until I am sure that I am stronger than this so-called creator.’

“Do you want to make a deal with me?” the Will of Da Sishen suddenly asked; although non-existent and hence invisible, Yang Lujia could almost feel its mixed-up emotions. If it were a person, it would not be wrong to say it was having suicidal thoughts.

“Oh? What is it?” Yang Lujia’s arms were crossed over his chest.

“Can you help me deal with those people who controlled the Death Purge Creature?” it said, its voice even pleadingly sounding. “It’s part of the natural process. The Death Purge Creature should already be slaughtering the living beings of this world but was further delayed because of those who managed to manipulate it. I tried to assault them but to no avail. As you said, I am weak. I can barely do something to Saints.”

“Why should I help you?” Yang Lujia asked. “In this world, there is no such thing as a free meal. If you want something for me to do, then you should have something as important as it.”

“Naturally,” the Will of Da Sishen said, its voice no more domineering than it was before. Also, unlike before, its voice did not ring in the entire Da Sishen.

Perhaps it had gotten weaker.

Or it just wanted to alert others to help him attack those who manipulated the so-called Death Purge Creature during that time.

Yang Lujia wasn’t certain.

“I want something as valuable as what I am going to do as per your request,” Yang Lujia added as he noticed the silence of the Will of Da Sishen.

“Do you have a little girl companion?”

Yang Lujia turned vigilant as he clenched his fists. “How do you know?”

“Do not worry. I know everyone in the realm, except your names,” it reassured.

“I do have, but why do you ask?”

“Her bloodline seems to be sealed. She’s a Nether Phoenix, right?” the Will asked once more. “I have something to awaken her bloodline. If she’s someone you protected all this time, she must be someone so precious to you, am I correct?”

Yang Lujia was silent for a while and asked Fortuniel through voice transmission. “Fortuniel, do you also think that she has some sort of sealed bloodline? That’s why even though she had strong talent; she couldn’t be like Lin Diyu or Long Guang who could fight those people with higher realms than theirs?”

“That is correct, host.”

“Then, why didn’t you include it in the mission of accepting her as my disciple?” Yang Lujia asked, feeling skeptical of this matter at hand.

However, instead of answering him directly, Fortuniel drove his attention to another matter.

“Host, be careful of the Will of Da Sishen.”

It was extremely suspicious no matter how Yang Lujia thought of it. Both of these existences, whether it’d be the system or the Will, they were of mysterious origins.

“Alright, I’ll listen to you…” Yang Lujia said and continued a trail of thought in his head… “For now…”

After a moment of silence, the Will finally sent another message to him.

“She has one of the strongest bloodlines ever recorded of the phoenix’s line. If she managed to unseal her bloodline, she would be able to awaken a special physique. I think it would be one of the strongest phoenix bodies as well—if not the strongest.”

Yang Lujia’s eyes slightly bulged out of his head. He did not know about her having this strong bloodline. Like before, he did not underestimate the ability of Fortuniel to find disciples as strong as them.

Later, he’d also check about the bloodlines contained in Lin Diyu and Long Guang’s bloodlines. Ever since then, he didn’t check their bloodlines or their special bodies if ever they had one. However, when he was about to ask, Fortuniel’s voice already rang in his head.

“If the host thinks about knowing the bloodlines and special bodies of the other disciples, the host will eventually know them in due time. The karma with knowing them is too great for the host to bear at the moment.”

“What is karma truly?” Yang Lujia asked subconsciously in his head, as though he was struck dazed. “But how about me knowing about Feng Huang’s bloodline and special body?”

“The host would not know for the time being and would only be aware of her bloodline’s existence, but you can help her unseal it,” Fortuniel replied.

“Alright. That seems reasonable.”

He then turned his attention back to the Will of Da Sishen. “Yes, she is indeed precious to me.”

“Oh,” the Will reacted as though surprised. “How about it? Do you want to know the way to activate her sealed bloodline? Even I do not know what kind of bloodline she has, because it would probably be the ones that were forgotten through time. Only those who were stronger like the creator himself would know and some select people where the last possessor of this bloodline had lived.”

“Alright, I’ll agree to your request.”

Besides, he still had to trust Fortuniel more than this Will of Da Sishen. Fortuniel relayed to him that he must accept it, lest the other party became suspicious.

Could Fortuniel be referring to the so-called creator like what the Will of Da Sishen had said?

The Will then became silent and Yang Lujia patiently waited. Not long after, it came back with a flower floating midair. It had the appearance of a sunflower, only it was half ice blue and half fiery red. It also seemed to be moving, acting like it was shackled by something. Probably because it had its own consciousness and it wanted to break free from the grasp of the Will.

“What is this?”

“It’s the Flower of Opposite Poles. We all know that flame and frost do not get along with each other, but this was the exception. This flower was born from the heaven and earth qi and this is one of my precious possessions. I wouldn’t give this to just anyone. You’re lucky.”

“Flower of Opposite Poles?” Yang Lujia cocked a brow, curious about what this thing would do. “Its presence is too strong. It can intimidate even Saints,” he assessed.

“That’s why it’s called a treasure,” the Will replied. “That little girl’s bloodline needs this to stimulate it. Normal degrees of temperature wouldn’t help her temper her bloodline and her body. Now, take it. Consider our deal sealed. I hope you keep your word.”

“You’re giving it to me like this?”

“Yes.”

“Aren’t you afraid that I will run after I got away from you?”

“Then, I truly can’t do anything then.”

“Alright.”

“…”

Yang Lujia felt that the Will’s presence had already disappeared and while he was thinking this, the Will was also thinking about him. “Why would master want to help that little girl even at the cost of giving her one of his most precious possessions? I really can’t understand the master and his thinking.”