1033: The Self-Torture Scheme

Regarding this discovery, Du Xingchen’s first feeling was not worry.

Instead, he felt the situation had become much clearer.

When the opponent had already activated the remnant soul of that God, he was still able to avoid too much loss, even maintaining the initiative, making the opponent not dare to face him directly.

This was already a stable position.

As long as he didn't act like a brain-dead villain in the future plot calculations of the protagonist, he could basically steadily control the protagonist.

Of course, the best situation would be if the following plot didn't unfold…

The principle of 'a long night is full of dreams' is very simple, yet it is also the truth.

Looking at the Treasure Hunting Plate in his hand.

Just as he was about to put it away, Du Xingchen noticed that the light spots belonging to the two remnant souls of the Gods were slowly approaching each other!

“It seems Moyun has a clear goal and is looking for Ning Bing.” Just from the movement of the light spots on the Treasure Hunting Plate, Du Xingchen could basically guess the specific situation.

Speaking of the protagonist Moyun looking for Ning Bing now, besides getting a good scolding, it seems he wouldn't gain any benefits.

Could it be…

Looking at the two light spots representing the remnant souls of the Gods on the Treasure Hunting Plate, Du Xingchen combined this with the plot he knew, and vaguely had a guess.

…

On the bustling street, a few members of the Eight Gods Team casually walked towards the resting area.

“The opposing team today was too boring. I thought at least they could let Boss Wen stretch his muscles and bones, and then it would be my turn to play!” Liangcai Sword shook his head and complained about today’s opponent team.

After having contact with the Qian He Team and the Purple Phoenix Team, when they turned back to deal with these teams of average level, or even slightly above average, the hopeful teams of the Town, they realized that the gap between these teams and them was too large.

Sun Yingying interjected from the side: “I think tonight’s team battle, relying on Qing Youyu alone will be enough to sweep the field, and the Captain doesn't need to make a move again!”

“Team battle? Then let me go, I haven't made a move in a long time!” Liangcai Sword knew that today’s opponent was a soft target, and at this moment, he eagerly volunteered.

“You say you go and you go? The Captain hasn’t arranged it yet, Ning Bing, you say so, right?” Sun Yingying retorted, and then looked at Ning Bing on the side.

After the woman's words were spoken, Ning Bing was a little distracted.

“Ning Bing? What’s wrong?” Sun Yingying asked in confusion.

“Ah… I'm fine.” Her voice was a little hesitant, and it was clear from Ning Bing’s face that something was wrong.

Seeing that her teammates beside her were paying attention to her, Ning Bing hesitated for a moment, then said to her teammates: “You guys go back first, I just remembered I left something at the arena.”

“Are you really okay?” Sun Yingying asked suspiciously.

“I'm fine, what could be wrong with me?” Ning Bing smiled, then pushed Sun Yingying forward a few steps: “You guys go back first.”

“Okay, then be careful.” Wen Xiu Cheng said.

As her teammates walked away, Ning Bing stood in place, taking a deep breath for a while.

Then, from her Storage Ring, she took out an item.

This was a broken jade pendant.

From the missing part, it could be seen that the jade pendant was not broken by falling, but had a notch ground into it.

Clearly, this jade pendant had another half.

Only when the two were combined would it be complete.

Holding the jade pendant in her hand, the clear warmth on it made Ning Bing's hands unconsciously turn white from gripping it.

This jade pendant was left to her by her parents.

Originally, it was a pair.

Before her parents passed away, they said the other half could only be given to her Husband.

Ning Bing had previously given it to Moyun.

This jade pendant had a characteristic, which was that as long as the two jade pendants were within a certain range, the temperature of the cold jade pendant would rise.

This indicated that the person with the other jade pendant was nearby.

Moyun was in her vicinity!

It was precisely because she thought of this point that Ning Bing appeared very agitated.

Regarding Moyun, after hearing what he said that night, remembering everything from the past, she only felt heartbroken and hateful.

But she also believed that this was a matter between her and Moyun, and she could solve it herself.

Closing her eyes and sensing the location of the other jade pendant not far away, Ning Bing determined the direction and stepped forward.

Not long after.

After Bypass several streets and alleys, Ning Bing arrived at a street that was clearly dirty and messy, and filled with a foul smell.

By the wall of this street, there was a pile of beggars huddled together, emitting a foul smell, with their begging bowls placed in front of them.

Upon arriving here, Ning Bing could feel the temperature of the jade pendant in her hand had significantly increased.

As if sensing something, the woman's gaze suddenly fixed on a figure among the pile of beggars, a figure that was relatively clean and noticeable.

“Moyun?!”

With just one glance, Ning Bing recognized the other party.

And hearing this voice, the person whose name was called trembled all over, then quickly buried his head, as if he was extremely humble and dared not see anyone.

The woman stepped forward and pulled the other party up with one hand.

And upon seeing that this person was really Moyun, her breathing couldn’t help but pause: “It’s really you…”

“How did you become like this?”

Just like the natural restraint the male lead has over the female lead, when this scene appeared before Ning Bing, the anger she had built up in her heart towards Moyun was instantly diluted.

Moyun’s eyes darted away, and after a moment of silence, his eyes gradually turned red.

“Ning Bing, I’m crippled!”

A hoarse voice came from the Man's mouth, and the humble emotion formed a sharp contrast with his previous confidence.

When Ning Bing heard this, the room she had built in her heart began to collapse like an avalanche!

“What exactly happened?!”

“After I was taken away by the Third Prince, because I didn’t complete the task as he requested, he directly crippled my Martial Soul, and all my strength vanished into thin air!” Saying this with difficulty, Moyun then explained with extreme concern: “Ning Bing, I really didn’t mean to say those things about you before, it was all because of the Third Prince!”

“He demanded that I must act as a go-between for him and Zhongsun Yiqing, so they could be together!”

“He said if I couldn’t do it, he would make a move on you.”

Grabbing Ning Bing’s arms with both hands, tears overflowed from Moyun’s red eyes: “To protect you, to prevent the Third Prince from making a move on you, that’s why I said those things about you in front of Zhongsun Yiqing, following her wishes!”

“This…” Ning Bing felt her arms being pinched painfully, and facing Moyun’s words, she only felt a wave of confusion.

She wanted to ask something else, but in front of Moyun, who looked like a beggar at the moment, appearing to have suffered greatly, and even having lost all his strength, Ning Bing ultimately didn't know what to say.

“Because the Third Prince didn’t achieve his wish, he crippled my Cultivation, and now I am a beggar.”

“But thankfully, even though I am like this, seeing that you, Ning Bing, are still safe and sound, I am relieved.”

Moyun’s words came one after another.

Under his pathetic appearance and these weak words, Ning Bing’s heart began to waver.

“Your strength from cultivating for over ten years, it’s all gone?” Ning Bing still asked with a bit of uncertainty.

Moyun nodded slowly, as if unwilling to admit this matter in front of Ning Bing.

“I’ll take you to see the Captain, he should have a way to heal you.” Ning Bing’s clenched fist relaxed, and then she pulled Moyun to walk outside.

The woman’s suggestion made Moyun’s expression stiffen.

“Ning Bing, no need.” Moyun stood in place, shaking his head as if extremely inferior: “Everyone in the team dislikes me that much, if I go there, besides being insulted, I won’t gain anything.”

“Please spare me some dignity.”

“This…” Ning Bing bit her lip, looking at Moyun with an exceptionally conflicted gaze.

Because of the previous events, she still couldn't fully trust Moyun.

But seeing his current plight, Ning Bing still softened her heart.

“Then wait here, I'll go ask the Captain, he definitely knows a way to restore your strength.” The woman said to Moyun.

These words made Moyun’s face darken again.

He muttered inwardly with irritation: “Captain, Captain, everything is Captain. What I’m telling you now is that my strength has been crippled. How could that inexperienced guy Du Xingchen know how to heal someone in this situation? He doesn’t even know about Nirvana Pill, and you still trust him so much!”

While speaking these words in his heart, Moyun’s expression remained unchanged: “Ning Bing, actually… I know a way to repair my injuries.”

Moyun paused for a moment, lowered his head, and spoke slowly.

This voice made Ning Bing pause slightly: “What way?”

After Ning Bing asked this question, Moyun was like a big bad wolf showing its fangs to a sheep: “My Martial Soul has been shattered by the Third Prince. To recover my strength and continue on the path of cultivation in the future, I must repair my Martial Soul, and to repair my Martial Soul, I need the remnant soul of a powerful being.”

Saying this, Moyun’s gaze looked towards Ning Bing: “If only I could have the remnant soul of a powerful being.”

“The remnant soul of a powerful being?” Hearing this, Ning Bing’s heart instinctively skipped a beat, almost instantly thinking of the remnant soul of that God she possessed.

“Is this the only way? Is there no other way?”

Moyun remained silent, and after a while, he said: “The remnant soul of a powerful being will only restore my Martial Soul. Those disordered Meridians in my body will require a Nirvana Pill.”

“Nirvana Pill? Where can I find a Nirvana Pill?” From her conversation with Moyun, Ning Bing learned of the two things he needed.

“Only the Divine Hall has the Nirvana Pill. Ning Bing, you still shouldn’t risk it for me. Actually, if you think about it carefully, being an ordinary person without strength is quite good.” After Moyun stated the location of the Nirvana Pill, he then changed the subject, saying he didn't need it.

“Only the Divine Hall has the Nirvana Pill?” Knowing this, Ning Bing gritted her silver teeth: “Let’s first fix your Physical Body. I’ll go find the Goddess, she definitely has the Nirvana Pill you need!”

“Ning Bing.”

“Hmm?”

“You don’t have to do these things for me. The Nirvana Pill and the Soul Card of a strong person, for you to try and get these two things for me would be extremely difficult. I don’t want you to delay yourself like that for my sake.”

“This…” Hearing Moyun’s words, a hint of struggle flashed in Ning Bing’s eyes.

Indeed, putting aside the Nirvana Pill for now, regarding the Soul Card of a strong person, the only one she knew of was the God within her, who was now also her Second Martial Soul.

If she were to sacrifice her Second Martial Soul, the damage to herself would indeed be too great.

If this were before, Ning Bing would definitely have sacrificed the God within her for Moyun without hesitation.

But now, not only did she have a bond of friendship with the God, but towards Moyun, Ning Bing herself also lacked the attitude of treating him with her whole heart as she did before.

On the opposite side, when Moyun saw that Ning Bing actually fell into hesitation after hearing his words of persuasion, a hint of disappointment couldn't help but arise in his heart.

He subtly glanced at the corner of the street not far away.

There were several men dressed like hooligans, holding iron rods.

Thankfully, he had arranged a backup plan, so his plan wouldn't be stalled.