My Waste Husband novel Chapter 1341

A sense of pride was present within the tone of the Heretic God.

Henry was very curious. "Does such a system of discrimination exist in your world of spirits?"

"That exists wherever the strong and weak exist."

The Heretic God said very naturally, "After reaching the Spirit-controlling Realm, a spirit body can exist for a long time, but its existence is still limited. Some spirit bodies can survive through their own means, while some will lose their dignity and can only rely on others to survive. On the day you enter the Spirit- controlling Realm, you will understand the differences between spirit bodies."

"I still have one more question."

Henry was curious. "Who the hell made you like this? Who divided your body into several pieces and had them sealed in different places? There are talismans that can easily destroy you, yet they chose to keep you alive?"

Just as Henry asked, the Heretic God hesitated for a long time before he said, "I know what he's thinking. He keeps me alive instead of killing me, just so he could use me as a lead to help him find his way home. Of course, this doesn't mean that whomever did this to me is stronger than I am. There are many reasons to how I ended up suppressed by him."

"Heh, yeah right."

Disdain was written all over Henry's face. "I have no idea what happened anyway, you can say whatever you want."

"There's no need for you to pretend before me. There are some things that you won't be able to understand even if I told you about it. Given your current situation, I'd advise you to best find a spirit body and enter the spirit-controlling stage first. If you don't, you'll never be able to reach the higher levels of your life."

"That's easier said than done."

Henry curled his lips and said, "Is it really that easy to enter the stage of Spirit control?"

"Ha ha."

The Heretic God chuckled. "Now that the world has undergone immense changes, the spirit energy is now less than one-tenth of what it used to be in the past. It's no exaggeration to say that anyone who could enter the Divine Realm today would have the ability of spirit control if it were back in the day. The same goes for you. The only thing you lack in order to enter the stage of Spirit Control is a heroic spirit. As long as you find it, you'll be able to reach Spirit Control. Go to the earth's core, you'll be able to attain a higher level of power there."

The words of the Heretic God were filled with strong temptations. Although it sounded plain and simple, for Qi Practitioners, to reach the stage of Spirit Control was their ultimate dream.

Henry ignored the heretic god, he picked up the bowl of mutton soup before him, downed it all in one gulp, then wandered back to his residence.

After Henry had returned to his residence, he stayed there for two days, not going anywhere. Although he did not step out of his residence, Alvin would report to him about everything that happened in the world outside. At present, Alvin was still in charge in matters of the Alvin League.

Within those two days, Gardiner had tried contacting Henry at least 20 times, but not once did Henry answer his calls. According to the reports by Alvin, Gardiner had also arrived at the new province with several experts of Section Nine.

As for the small county where Henry lived, many people also made their way there within those two days. They belonged to Qi experts of the underground, the heritage of Loulan, had caused those who hid within the dark to gradually appear.

On the third day of Henry's stay in the county, just as he was about to go out for lunch at noon, he saw a few locals running around excitedly and shouting something in their unique accents of the province.

"A city has surfaced in the desert!"

"Ah, enough with your poppycock. There's only sand in the desert. How would there be a city?"

"Nope, not interested."

Henry lay on the bed and covered himself with a blanket, then closed his eyes, as if he was preparing himself to fall into a deep sleep. "That's the spirit of Loulan's, why should I subdue it? Besides, the spirit you subdue won't just accept you as its master, will it?"

"So, you're not going to get your revenge?"

The voice of the Heretic God lingered in Henry's ears, "I still remember that Joselito once disrespected your lover. He was even close to killing you. Your resentment for him in the Imperial Mausoleum of the heritage of Western Xia was immense, so immense that I could feel the murderous intent in your heart." "What a surprise, turns out you could still monitor my life when you're within my body.”

Henry smiled.

"No, I can only feel the changes in your emotions. After all, back then, we were one, weren't we?"

The Heretic God continued to tempt Henry. "Let's go to the Loulan ancestral grounds and find Joselito. I'll help you, then we shall kill him together."

"Shut up."

Henry took out a piece of paper the size of a little finger from his pocket and stuck it on the jade pendant. The moment that piece of paper came in contact with the jade pendant, the Heretic God began screaming in agony. This piece of paper was a written talisman with symbols of sorts that could destroy the Heretic God.

A full ten seconds went by. Only then did Henry peel the paper off. Sure enough, the Heretic God had shut its mouth obediently.