Food delivery services are available in every world, and the big shots are going crazy for me.

Chapter 81 Retrieving the System
"Lord Sanghua? Lord Sanghua, Sanghua!!" Mo Qianxun called him twice but couldn't wake him up, so she approached him and shouted loudly.

"What, what are you doing!" Sang Hua patted his ears. "Why are you shouting so loudly? You're making me deaf."

"Lord Sanghua, what kind of spiritual root do I have?" The light faded and the suction disappeared. Mo Qianxun withdrew her hand and moved her wrist.

"Young lady, tell me the truth, what is your relationship with the Heavenly Dao?" Sang Hua's eyes were filled with disbelief.

Mo Qianxun silently took two steps back: "What relationship do I have with the Heavenly Dao? There is no relationship."

"Impossible. You must have something to do with the Heavenly Dao, otherwise how could the once-in-ten-thousand-years Primordial Physique be on you? You should know that the Primordial Spirit Physique has only appeared twice in the past ten million years. The first person to possess this physique was the Goddess Mother, and the second person to possess this physique was the God Emperor of the Heavenly Realm. You..."

Sang Hua's expression grew increasingly complicated as he spoke.

"...I don't know. I really have nothing to do with Tiandao. If I had to say there is something, it would be like the guardian of my customers."

The Heavenly Dao that has been promoted to guardian: ...

"customer?"

"Hmm." Mo Qianxun suddenly remembered that there seemed to be a piece of cake in her Qiankun bag. It was given to her by them when she was on a special mission before, and they said it was for dessert.

He took out a packaged cake from his magic bag, opened the box, and handed it over: "Would you like to try some?"

Sang Hua looked at the rather pretty little thing in her hand, smelled it, and noticed a faint fragrance that he had never smelled before.

Seeing this, Mo Qianxun forked a small piece and handed it to him: "Try it, it's delicious."

Sang Hua glanced at her, then took the piece of cake from her hand and ate it.

"Delicious! What is this? I've never eaten this before!"

"This is called cake. It's a local delicacy from my hometown. I'll bring some for you next time we meet."

Anyway, the cake wasn't expensive. They gave us such a precious legacy, so it's not a bad deal to send them a cake.

Upon hearing Mo Qianxun's words, Sang Hua's body suddenly stiffened. He then dejectedly took the cake from Mo Qianxun's hand and began to eat small pieces of it, saying, "I'm afraid I don't have the fortune to enjoy these anymore. There won't be a next time."

Mo Qianxun was stunned. In novels, in his situation, he was usually already dead, and the Sang Hua in front of him was just a remnant soul of the ancient god Sang Hua.

"I……"

Sang Hua interrupted her: "This place may seem to be my ancient and mysterious realm, but in fact, it is an ancient battlefield."

The battlefield? Then it seems he really is already...

"In the ancient war between gods and demons, countless lives were lost. The souls of the fallen soldiers continue to fight. As time passed, the consciousness of those souls gradually faded. Unable to find release, the souls, having lost their consciousness, harbored immense resentment, transforming the ancient battlefield into a secret realm." After finishing his cake, Sang Hua's box disappeared, and he flew to the platform.

"I need to stay here to subdue those souls and slowly purify their resentment. The opening of this secret realm was an accident. Once you leave, the secret realm will be completely closed."

"The secret realm is closed, so what are you going to do?"

"I don't know if I can hold on until all the resentment is purified. When I sense my end is near, I will self-destruct my primordial spirit and disappear along with the secret realm." Sang Hua closed his eyes, a smile on his face. This was his mission, his responsibility, and his way of making amends. Mo Qianxun looked at him: "Why? You haven't seen the beautiful landscapes outside yet. Are you willing to perish with them?"

“Cause and effect, this is what I owe them.” Sang Hua did not open his eyes. “Alright, now you have received the inheritance and your spiritual root has been tested. This cultivation manual is the Primordial Spirit Body Cultivation Manual. Take it and read it. You can’t go wrong if you cultivate according to it. I will send you away now.”

"Wait a minute!" Mo Qianxun stopped him and took out some snacks from her Qiankun bag. These were snacks she had prepared for herself to satisfy her cravings when she was feeling peckish.

"These are all for you. Eat them sparingly. If you want anything to eat, you can ask that female cultivator outside named Yuan Jinyue to send me a message, and I can send it to you. Of course, that is, if she is still here."

Sang Hua opened his eyes and looked at her with a complicated expression: "Then if I just detain her, wouldn't there be plenty of delicious food?"

"That won't do, that's illegal detention... Well, the law doesn't seem to work on you. In short, you can't imprison someone and prevent them from leaving. They have their own responsibilities and missions, and you can't be so domineering." Mo Qianxun said, while still rummaging through her Qiankun bag.

"Let me see if I have anything else I can save for you to play with."

“Play? I’m not a child, I’m already…” Sang Hua was stunned before he could finish speaking.

Seeing that Sang Hua hadn't said anything further, Mo Qianxun subconsciously looked up and saw that his expression was terrifyingly gloomy.

"Lord Sanghua? What's wrong? Are you on your period? Your mood is so unpredictable." Mo Qianxun tilted her head, looking at him with a puzzled expression as his face grew darker and darker.

"Those suicidal bastards actually broke into the ancient battlefield and angered the souls inside. I need to go and take a look. You'd better leave here quickly!" Sang Hua said, and with a wave of his hand, Mo Qianxun felt a powerful force pull her towards him.

"Oh no, not again?"

Two seconds later, Mo Qianxun looked at the somewhat familiar hall in front of her and remained silent for a moment: "I'm back just like that?"

[Host, are you alright?] 008 poked its head out of Mo Qianxun's pocket.

"008? Didn't you disappear along with your phone?!" Mo Qianxun pulled out 008 in surprise; his lower body was still inside the phone.

"That's not right, I checked all four pockets when I looked for you just now, but you weren't there!"

008 sighed. [Host, I was captured.]

"Who would dare to kidnap you? Didn't you say you weren't afraid of anyone?!"

[This system is naturally not afraid of others, but what can I do? It is the Heavenly Dao of this world that captured me. Our strengths are roughly equal; I can't do anything to it, and it can't do anything to me, so it has trapped me in one place.]

Heavenly Dao: ...No, little system, you're such a jerk, making me the bad guy.

"But why is it trapping you?"

[Host, please don't blame him. He was actually doing it for your own good. My presence by your side might hinder your inheritance, so he probably imprisoned me!]

A hint of doubt flashed in Mo Qianxun's eyes. Why did the system's words feel a little strange? What was strange about them?

Heaven's Way: ...I &*%#
(End of this chapter)