Chapter 620

Chapter 620: A Good Idea

“Actually, from the moment I came to vie for control of your body, you should have sensed my presence.”

“As I said, I’m everywhere. Your refined origin or Dao, they all exist because of me.”

“But right now, I’m merely an attachment to it.”

“It’s hard for me to wrest control of your body. We are currently one body with two consciousnesses—you and I are one, inseparable.”

“Unless, in the future, you return to the Saint realm and attempt to condense your own status, only then can you find me and drive me away. Right now, I have no power to leave on my own.”

“I think what we should do now is cooperate, not fight.”

“My existence won’t affect you in any way, and of course, your presence won’t affect me either.”

After the Dark Origin God’s explanation,

An Li probably understood the condition of the Dark Origin God a bit better.

However, An Li couldn’t trust everything the Dark Origin God said.

Taking a deep breath, An Li reluctantly accepted this reality.

If Lu Ye had seen this scene, he would definitely be shouting, “Wow, isn’t this the old man with the golden finger?”

Well, it actually is.

“I hope you can be a bit more honest,” An Li gritted out.

The Dark Origin God said nothing.

An Li then vanished from sight.

But a new problem had appeared before An Li.

That was, how to recover?

Although she had refined the Dao and origin of the Saint, the previous Dark Origin God was just too heavily injured.

Now, to restore her strength to that of a Saint, she needed a lot—really a lot—of resources, the kind that’s scary.

You should know that in this vast world, only one Saint can arise after long ages because becoming a Saint requires immense resources.

Relying solely on spiritual energy from the heavens and earth, she might as well wait until the monkey year, horse month.

Moreover, a large-scale and rapid absorption of spiritual energy would immediately draw the attention of the strong.

An Li was not the kind of person who practiced steadily; that would just be unbearably boring!

Resources!

It turns out it was Lu Ye who was lacking resources, and now it was An Li’s turn to lack resources as well.

But where could she find the resources needed for a Saint to return to peak condition?

An Li pondered.

“What are you thinking about?” the Dark Origin God asked.

“I’m thinking about how to quickly become a Saint,” An Li replied.

“Hmm, that’s a good question!”

An Li’s eyes lit up.

“Do you have a good method?”

“No.”

An Li…

“You call that a good question when you have no answer?”

“Isn’t a question I can’t answer the definition of a good question?”

…

Lu Ye continued his relentless training, with the Four Spirits’ treasure delivering an endless stream of fresh power into his body, boosting his progress every moment.

Eight hundred years.

It sounds like a long time, but for his current realm, it really isn’t too long.

Even with this new power, Lu Ye couldn’t guarantee he’d be able to cultivate enough to reach the level of a true Emperor in that time.

But all he could do was try his best.

Now Lu Ye had successfully condensed his eighth life, and he wasn’t too far from the ninth.

Lu Ye also heard reports of Yue Hongling and others arriving but didn’t particularly care.

After all, Lu Ye had completely distanced himself from them; as long as he didn’t want to meet them, not a single one of those women could see him.

In fact, not all women wanted to avoid him—there was one who did want to see him.

That was An Li.

The catch was, An Li was not giving him the chance!

Lu Ye had the System keep a constant watch on the situation across the heavens and earth, ensuring that the Dark Origin God had no opportunity to recover.

As soon as there was a hint, he’d call in backup.

If there was no hint, even better, because with Lu Ye’s increasing strength, by the time he reached the level of an Emperor, he wouldn’t even need to call for help—he could handle it himself.

Time slowly passed.

Lu Ye’s Dao was constantly growing, one could say it was growing like crazy.

Three cores driving him—talk about a comfortable ride.

“Ding! Abnormality detected!”

Two hundred years later, the System suddenly sent a prompt and provided a coordinate.

Lu Ye wasted no time and immediately contacted the Forgetful Emotion Celestial Lord.

The Forgetful Emotion Celestial Lord responded quickly and rushed over at once.

A fierce battle erupted, though it wasn’t really a battle—his opponent was extremely cautious and had set up monitoring measures long ago.

Before the Forgetful Emotion Celestial Lord even arrived, the opponent began to flee frantically after only exchanging a single move.

One Forgetful Emotion Celestial Lord managed to make the opponent spit blood.

However, the opponent was fast; capture was unlikely.

But after that one move, the opponent had at least lost half of their resources.

“Lu Ye, the Dark Origin God has turned into a woman,” the Forgetful Emotion Celestial Lord reported back, her tone slightly strange.

Lu Ye’s eyes revealed understanding.

As expected, An Li and the Dark Origin God were in cahoots.

He knew An Li was definitely not the loyal type—the very essence of her being lacked any element of loyalty.

The reason she placed the Dark Beginning Insect Seal on him must have served her own purpose.

An Li had likely tampered with the Dark Beginning Insect Seal.

So did An Li succeed?

Had she replaced the Dark Origin God?

No, that shouldn’t be the case; the level of a Saint was likely beyond what An Li could fully calculate. Her success would only be partial, and there were definitely things she didn’t understand.

“That should be An Li, one of my ex-wives,” Lu Ye said with resignation.

“No wonder!”

The Forgetful Emotion Celestial Lord suddenly understood.

Because when she rushed over, this woman was practically in a fit of rage.

She shouted, “You’re a Celestial Lord, not Lu Ye’s dog! Why do you do whatever Lu Ye says? You just listen to him like that?”

To which the Forgetful Emotion Celestial Lord replied with three words.

Actually, those three words didn’t even need to be said; everyone already knew.

It appeared that the Forgetful Emotion Celestial Lord was following Lu Ye’s orders, but she knew very well that each time she did so, it was like Lu Ye owed her a favor.

When enough favors piled up, the Forgetful Emotion Celestial Lord would ask for something in return.

“Lu Ye, I’ve got nothing to do lately. If anything like this happens, just let me know the location, and I’ll rush right over,” the Forgetful Emotion Celestial Lord said with a smile.

“Thank you, Celestial Lord!”

“Hahaha, no need for thanks!”

On the other side, An Li’s face was truly a sight to behold—absolutely dreadful.

Just got a bit of strength back, and now she’s been injured again.

“I suddenly thought of a way to recover from injuries quickly,” the Dark Origin God spoke up at that moment.

An Li?

“If we devour the Four Spirits of Heaven, we might instantly return to the level of a Saint!”