I, the Lord of the Fifth Heavenly Throne, flow out of all things!

"So, are you going to accept your fate?"

“————!”

The moment she saw Duanmulian's eyes, something in Qishi's quiet and tired heart was touched, and she inexplicably felt familiar.

Ah, I remembered it.

When she looked at her own reflection in the water, she had the same look as Duanmulian.

There is no happiness or reality in life.

It's meaningless, very empty, and I'm desperate to find the meaning of life.

That was... a look that only someone who had been through something similar to you could have.

And Nanami could feel that the gaze of the man in front of her became even heavier.

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Chapter 98: Seven Realities: Please Give Me More Advice for the Rest of My Life

Why do you have the same look as me?

Qi Shi actually wanted to ask this, but after hearing Duan Mu Lian's words, a little anger arose in her silent and cold heart.

She really wanted to say to the man in front of her in a cold tone, what do you know about me?

But looking at the other person's eyes, Qishi somehow felt that the other person understood.

Having been plagued by misfortune since birth, Duanmulian and Yan Qishi have a lot in common.

But he didn't want to compare his misery, as he was able to get the opportunity to chat in the group in a desperate situation.

He also hopes to give Nanashi a chance to change his unfortunate situation.

"If it's because of a physical problem, I can solve it for you. You are a good knife, and I also need a good knife."

Looking earnestly at the girl in front of him who was as fragile as porcelain, Duan Mulian did not say too much nonsense or make any euphemistic hints, but revealed her desire for Qishi without any concealment, and said:

"So please leave the rest of your life to me!"

As soon as Duanmulian said this, Liu Zi, who was sitting next to him, had a dead look in his eyes.

Jiu'er's face suddenly turned red, while Qihua scratched her cheek and blinked her eyes, somewhat confused about the current atmosphere.

Although Duan Mulian had no other intentions, these words sounded like a proposal.

But compared to all these, Qihua was more concerned about what Duanmulian said before.

"Can you really cure my sister's illness?"

Looking at Duanmulian, Qihua's expression became extremely serious, and a hint of excitement appeared in those quiet eyes.

As Nanami's younger brother, he understood better than anyone how bad his sister's health was and how painful her life was.

Nanaka is willing to do anything if it means helping her sister with her physical pain.

"I told you I could get the rust off a knife."

Facing Qihua's gaze and questioning, Duanmulian responded in a calm tone.

He didn't show any confidence or ability, but there was an inexplicable strong feeling that made people believe that the other person could do it.

Qihua quickly looked at his sister, hoping that his sister could give it a try.

But Nanami brought out the dignity of an elder sister, looked at her younger brother calmly, and made the other swallow what he wanted to say.

After all, this is Nanami's own business.

Whether they are willing or not depends entirely on the other party's personal wishes.

"Mr. Duanmu, how did you find out what was wrong with my body?"

After a moment of silence, Nanami asked with a complicated expression.

To be honest, she was actually very happy that someone could regard her as a 'Hypotheosis'.

"Look and smell. In my eyes, you are a person on the borderline between life and death. Your whole body is filled with the smell of death. And in my sense of smell, you stink a million times more than a rotting corpse."

Although she already knew everything about Qishi from her memory, Duanmu Lian could still see something strange about him.

As for the problem that Nanami was suffering from, he was confident that he could solve it for her.

The greatest treasure in this world is Qishi, and Duanmulian wants to get her as her knife bearer.

However, Duan Mulian's words were quite blunt, and Qihua showed an unhappy expression on her face, and said angrily:

"My sister doesn't stink. Is there something wrong with your nose?"

"Qihua, although what Mr. Duanmu said is a bit perverted, he is not wrong."

Nanami stopped her brother from speaking, but there was a hint of anger in her calm and cold tone.

After all, it is normal for a beautiful girl to be unhappy when being described as a stinky thing.

She looked at the blue-haired young man in front of her who made her feel an inexplicable sense of resonance, and could also feel that he really wanted to get her, so she said in a deep voice:

"Now that you've seen the true state of my tattered and shabby body, do you still have the confidence to remove the rust from my broken sword?"

"If you'll let me hold the hilt."

Duanmulian extended her hand towards Qishi.

Looking at that hand, Qi Shi's eyes were calm, like a pool of stagnant water, but in his heart he had already felt the determination of the man in front of him.

This was the first time she was needed by someone since she was born.

This need made her recall her miserable life in the past.

Her mother didn't need her, hated her, and even tried to strangle her in her cradle.

Her father didn't need her and wanted to kill her just because her talent was too amazing?

The world didn't need her and wished she would die soon, but her talent denied that.

No one needs her, no one wants her to be alive, and she seems so redundant in this world.

Only his younger brother Nanaka still considers himself a [human].

So, this is the first time that Qishi has been needed by someone.

Qishi stared blankly at Duan Mulian's outstretched hand. She did not extend her own hand. Instead, she was silent for a while, then slowly stood up and said in a cold tone:

"A sword cannot choose who it cuts, but it can choose who owns it."

Hearing this, Duanmulian smiled, because Qishi had already agreed to half of it.

The subtext of this sentence is—I accept your invitation, but please prove whether you are qualified to meet my requirements.

Even though she is an alien sword of the Void Sword School, she still has her own pride and dignity.

If you want to be her knife bearer, you naturally have to have the corresponding qualifications.

"You've been observing me for so long, how long can you fight at full strength?"

Duanmulian stood up slowly, took off her dark blue-striped coat, and handed it to Liu Zi, revealing her strong and wild body.

Nanaka, who was standing by, could tell just by looking at the man in front of her that he had the most perfectly coordinated fighting body, without a single flaw on his body.

"So you discovered it. I'm sorry, but I was fascinated the moment I saw Mr. Duanmu."

Hearing Duan Mulian's words, Jiu Er beside him didn't understand, but Qi Shi showed a smile on his face, bowed slightly to Duan Mulian, and said: "I didn't expect that there is a physique like Mr. Duanmu in the world. Although I only copied a little bit, it made me feel relaxed for the first time in a long time."

Ninjutsu, illusion, physical skills, supernatural powers, writing, physique, weapons used, thoughts, magic, special abilities, etc. are all within the scope of Jianjigu's copying.

Qi Shi was very happy when he saw Duan Mu Lian for the first time.

Because of the physique copied from the other person, her body, which had been suffering from illness all the time, began to develop resistance to the disease.

However, Qishi did not completely copy Duanmulian's entire physical condition.

It’s not that it can’t be done, it’s that it can’t be done.

Duanmulian's body has been transformed and adjusted by countless generations of Duanmulian, taking the essence of human genes from various worlds to create the current superhuman body.

In addition to Duan Mulian's own training and polishing, the strengthening and tempering of his skills, the nourishment of various natural treasures, and the physical strengthening that pushed the magnetic field power to more than 900,000 horses, etc.

Nanashi could have snatched all of that away, but her frail body couldn't hold such a terrifying amount of information, and she didn't have the foundation to transform it.

If she is forced to transform, she will explode on the spot.

It's like - she can imitate Duanmu Lian and pee while standing, but she can't really conjure up a penis. She downloaded a game, but her computer configuration is simply not enough to run it.

Similarly, in addition to her own exercise, Duanmulian also nourishes herself with natural treasures, fantasy ingredients and other high-energy foods.

In addition, after being injected with the Xinguang Genome, Duanmulian's physique is constantly changing along with his mind.

"Copy it as you please with those eyes."

Duan Mulian walked out of the hut with Qishi, not minding at all that Qishi was using those eyes to steal things from him.

Because some things are destined not to be stolen.

This is just like those with strong magnetic fields. After reaching the ultimate realm, they will return to their original nature and use their own [truth] to take the lives of their enemies.

They can steal special moves from each other, but that won't allow them to win directly.

"Hey, Nanaka, is your sister really that strong?"

Jiu'er, who came out of the hut to watch the fight, couldn't help but ask Qihua beside him.

Qihua looked at Duanmulian and Qishi who were confronting each other with extremely serious eyes, and he just responded lightly to Jiuer's question.

"My sister is in poor health, but from childhood to adulthood, I have never defeated her head-on even once..."

This clearly shows that his sister is stronger than himself.

The only way Nanaka can beat Nanami is in the physical aspect, as his sister's body can't last long.

However, Nanaka doesn't think that's victory.

"Never won once..."

Hearing this, Jiu'er couldn't help but turn his head to look at the frail Nanami. It was really hard to imagine that such a weak person could have such strength.

But unfortunately, such a strong man is too weak.

"Um, Ms. Liu Zi, how is your master?"

Jiu'er looked at Liu Zi. The other party had been quiet from the beginning, like a waiter. No, that's right, a waiter.

Liu Zi looked at the scene in front of him calmly and replied in a low voice:

"If it is the power brought by talent, Lord Duanmu is not as good as Miss Qishi, but he is..."

..........

"I can only work hard to become stronger."

Qishi looked at Duanmulian in front of him with a smile, with surprise and envy in his eyes.

She could clearly feel everything that was copied from the other party, and it would be an insult to her to describe Duanmulian as "hardened through thousands of hammers".

These powers and even everything in the physical body have a bitter feeling that is so heavy that it is suffocating.

The enormous energy spent, the painstaking research, the crazy desire to become stronger, and the trials of life and death...

All these things were filled into her body along with the copy of the Seven Real Eyes of Investigation and were known by her.

She is the one who is not allowed to work hard.

He is a person who can only move forward by working hard.

They are both extremes, and Ling Qi has already accepted Duanmulian in his heart.

"How ironic..."

Seeing the envy in Qishi's eyes, Duanmulian couldn't help but sneer.

In previous generations, he would envy people like Nanami, but Nanami envied him for being able to work hard.

It's really ironic that people in the city want to get out, and people outside the city want to get in.

"Satire?"

Qishi tilted his head, not quite understanding what Duanmulian meant.