I Can Gain One Skill Point Per Second

Chapter 1041: Chapter 1041: Don’t Brag and Involve Me

”Hahaha, finally!”

Golden light spread along the Fu Xi Talisman, transforming into thin but distinct patterns that quickly crawled over the entire body of the God of Soul Gathering, resembling scales of an armor, completely enveloping him.

Until the last scale was covered, the aura of the God of Soul Gathering underwent a massive change.

Lin Yi couldn’t sense even a trace of his unique divine power aura.

Even the perspective of the [Eye of All-Seeing], when analyzing the God of Soul Gathering, showed [Fu Xi Talisman].

This, what is happening?

Lin Yi squinted his eyes, and the hairs on his body stood on end.

Describing Lin Yi as battle-hardened is not an exaggeration at all.

Since becoming a professional, Lin Yi has encountered various opponents and witnessed a myriad of tactics, and his combat instincts are extremely sharp.

When the golden-patterned armor enveloped the God of Soul Gathering, he realized clearly that an intense battle was imminent, and the Fu Xi Talisman before him had become even stronger than when it first appeared.

”Kid, thank you! After so long, finally a fool is willing to establish a connection with me, I can finally leave this secret realm. Ah, the vast world, I am coming, I finally return!”

Indeed, the fool mentioned by the Fu Xi Talisman was naturally the God of Soul Gathering.

But the words of the Fu Xi Talisman left Lin Yi perplexed.

Why would the God of Soul Gathering become a fool in its eyes? Didn’t the God of Soul Gathering establish a connection with it? After establishing a connection, shouldn’t the weapon become a tool at the master’s disposal?

This idea of Lin Yi’s fits ordinary divine artifacts, of course.

But what is the Fu Xi Talisman? It is an external divine artifact with self-awareness, not to be measured by commonplace standards.

The intelligence of the Fu Xi Talisman is no different from that of a common person.

For its emergence, it naturally has its own plans.

”The Fu Xi Talisman is an artifact with autonomous consciousness. In essence, its intelligence doesn’t differ much from yours. It must have used some means to make the God of Soul Gathering compromise and establish a connection with it, with the God of Soul Gathering becoming subordinate to the Fu Xi Talisman.”

The God of Soul Gathering subordinate to the Fu Xi Talisman?!

A god with a divine power level reaching Level A became a subordinate of an artifact! How could such an exaggerated thing happen in this world?

Feeling Lin Yi’s incredulity, the Great Saint immediately explained, for in the Sea of Divine Consciousness, discussion that takes half a day only takes a moment.

”Do you think all external divine artifacts are so easy to collect? Do you think you can easily handle the Divine River Song? To put it frankly, if it weren’t for Wo Zhiqi’s soul being within you, you wouldn’t have had the chance to subdue it. Its power is beyond your imagination.”

At this moment, Lin Yi began to understand why Qin Zhu could only launch attacks by leveraging the Nine Nether River and could only utilize its supremely yin and cold power for attacks.

It turned out the Divine River Song hadn’t fully accepted him, and Qin Zhu dared not establish a connection with the Divine River Song because he simply couldn’t be sure to suppress and have it willingly submit to him.

Now Lin Yi understood what a favor he owed to Wo Zhiqi.

”What’s the deal with the Fu Xi Talisman? Logically, after the God of Soul Gathering surrendered the lead role, allowing the Fu Xi Talisman to control him, surely a condition was promised, so why does the Fu Xi Talisman say that Soul Gathering is a fool?”

The God of Soul Gathering is naturally a fool.

Promises and constraints only exist between people; the Fu Xi Talisman is not human, but simply a weapon with self-awareness. If it doesn’t keep promises, what difference does it make?

Above all, in the eyes of the Fu Xi Talisman, Lin Yi is not simple, possessing self-awareness as an external divine artifact, with countless tactics at his disposal. From the hundreds of undead divine soldiers descending from the sky to high-level skills of multi-casting, it’s clear that Lin Yi’s combat strength can’t be measured by his level.

If the Fu Xi Talisman can secure an external divine artifact with autonomous consciousness, perhaps it can secure a second one.

The Fu Xi Talisman has been trapped in this lifeless secret realm for thousands of years, thousands of years! With no one to converse with, its only daily activity is fluttering in the lake, playing with the waves stirred up by itself, and nothing else.

It, the Fu Xi Talisman, no longer needs anything to enhance its power; what it wants is to leave the secret realm, then transform into an ordinary person, live an ordinary life, and witness the myriad wonders of the human world, merely for this.

Therefore, the Fu Xi Talisman thinks the most straightforward method is to take the God of Soul Gathering as a fool, to leave the secret realm as needed, without getting too involved with Lin Yi.

”Kid, there’s no need to look at me with such a vigilant eye; the gap between our strengths is still quite evident. But I’m too lazy to continue debating with you. At the lake’s bottom are the secret treasures I’ve gathered in this secret realm over the years out of sheer boredom. If you fancy any, take a few items; if you fancy everything, take it all. Consider it a worthwhile trip.”

Emmm.....

Listening to the Fu Xi Talisman, Lin Yi and the two great figures within him both found it quite incredulous.

Such a top-tier divine artifact, after being confined for so long, its behavior becomes so conservative, truly making people open their eyes wide in surprise.

Ordinary people, when encountering such a fortune, certainly wouldn’t hesitate to agree.

The Fu Xi Talisman is good stuff, no doubt, but the risks involved in seizing the Fu Xi Talisman are truly great.

It’s better to take the lake-bottom secret treasures risk-free; that’s more practical.

Anyway, Lin Yi briefly glanced at the lake-bottom treasures; indeed, they could significantly elevate his strength.

However, Lin Yi is not such a person.

If there’s an opportunity to take all the rewards, why would he pass up on anything? Especially the grand prize of this secret realm.

If Lin Yi lacks even this bit of ambition, Wo Zhiqi the Great Saint wouldn’t be willing to continue to assist him on his path.

Just when the Fu Xi Talisman finished speaking and planned to leave, a voice suddenly came from behind saying something it couldn’t possibly anticipate.

”Hey, don’t leave just yet! We haven’t even had a proper exchange! Leaving like that would be so boring.”

The fate of the God of Soul Gathering made Helben and Morris feel pity, sacrificing his life for the sake of reclaiming final dignity, yet being regarded as a fool—who wouldn’t find this pitiful?

The funniest part is, he staked everything but got backstabbed.

Lin Yi can take all the secret treasures from the secret realm without any risk.

Initially, the two sighed over the God of Soul Gathering’s tragic ending and Lin Yi’s luck.

They thought Lin Yi would take the treasures and leave like that.

But instead, he responded to the Fu Xi Talisman with: We haven’t had a proper exchange yet?

What does that mean, fighting with the Fu Xi Talisman, what a joke! Lin Yi, let us call you the great figure now; we don’t have any other request. Take all the secret treasures of the secret realm; we aren’t bothered.

Just please don’t include us when boasting next time.

That’s the Fu Xi Talisman that even near a hundred upper-rank gods find troublesome!