Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?.

Chapter 452 Salesman
"Faster!"

In the endless sea, two figures were walking on the waves at an alarming speed.

The split soul had an extremely ugly expression on his face. After the unfamiliar memories were shared with him, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

Is this something a human could come up with?

Are you still a human being? What you did is human?

At this moment, he even wanted to summon all his clones to kill Han Yu. He was so damn hateful.

At the same time, he hated himself very much.

Ugh! Boneless.

As a forbidden technique, each of the four divisions of heaven and earth is one's own self, and their styles of doing things are exactly the same, except for one thing that cannot be considered a flaw.

Apart from sharing memories, the twelve clones are all autonomous individuals. He cannot even interfere with the other parties with his own thoughts at the moment.

The only thing to do is to hurry on my way as quickly as possible so that the other self can receive the memories and stop talking nonsense.

"What a useless thing to say! Idiot."

He muttered and cursed himself.

"I've said it before, your Heaven and Earth Four Divisions Art is just a useless thing, but you treat it like a treasure. You are right to scold me, you idiot."

The one who spoke in a muffled voice was a middle-aged man. Time had left no trace on him. He was dressed in black, with a dark complexion and a murderous look.

This man was also strange. He carried a bamboo basket on his back, which was filled with dolls, just like a peddler walking around the streets in the mortal world.

He sneered at the split soul, his words full of sarcasm.

The soul fragment turned its head away helplessly. If it were in the past, he would have made a few more rebuttals, but today he had to ask for help from others, so he could only endure it.

But it is inevitable to curse in your heart.

The soul fragment cursed inwardly, "You have made yourself look like a peddler, and you have the nerve to criticize me."

After a while, the soul split suddenly felt something in his heart and quickly turned back, "How about we go faster?"

I was so disappointed that my mouth was pried open.

The peddler frowned and looked at the endless sea around him, feeling quite hesitant.

Although there is no one around now, once we unleash our full strength, if we alarm those mad dogs, it will be a lot of trouble.

"I'm afraid it will alarm those twelve dogs, so be safe."

He said this.

"No, my clone has split into other clones, one of which fell into their hands. They are interrogating me now, so I don't have time to come."

In desperation, the split soul told the situation on the other side.

The peddler's expression changed, and when he looked at the split soul, there was a sneer in his face.

Because the other party didn't tell me about this matter when he came to me before, it turns out that there was this little thing in between.

"Do you know that this kind of thing is enough to get you punished?"

The split soul naturally knew it, otherwise it wouldn't be so anxious to remedy the situation.

It is definitely unrealistic to rush into Tiandao Sect to save himself, so the only way to remedy the situation is to ask Han Yu for help.

As long as the secrets on Han Yu are valuable enough, he can still make up for his mistakes.

"Ah!"

The peddler just sneered.

As a fellow member of the Yama Palace, he has always looked down upon the split soul. Whether in terms of character or aptitude, this guy is of the lowest rank.

Similarly, the split souls are indeed ranked last, so some of the hard work in their eyes is done by the split souls, such as all matters related to entering and leaving Central Plains, or some things that they are too disdainful to do.

People like this might be considered unattainable strongmen in the eyes of the people of Central China, but in their eyes, they are just relying on the years of perseverance to barely reach the same level as them.

"I didn't lie to you about Han Yu. The secrets of this guy are definitely worth your effort. You should find a way to help me faster this time. When the time comes, I will pretend that I know nothing about what you get from him."

The soul fragment spoke helplessly.

The premise of their cooperation is naturally the secrets on Han Yu. They first get the secrets and then leave some for the Holy Church. This is the agreement between the two.

He originally thought that he could eat meat with the other party, but seeing this guy's attitude, it would be rare to even have minced meat. The worst that could happen is that he could only drink soup.

The peddler snorted coldly, but seemed to be somewhat tempted. Hearing this, he took out a rag doll from the bamboo basket, muttered something, and threw it out.

The puppet turned into a ray of white light and flew in the opposite direction. In just a short moment, it disappeared.

Soon, bursts of huge noises continued to come from that direction.

"Let it attract the attention of those mad dogs. Follow me."

The peddler sneered and pushed the soul's back. The two figures, who were already moving at an alarming speed, suddenly disappeared from the spot...

...Han Yu only melted half of the arm, and this split soul had already compromised.

"What do you want to know?"

There was defeat in his tone; the other self was coming too slowly.

It's easy to talk without any pain in the waist. Being thrown into the toilet is not another person. "He" speaks so toughly, what is a coward?

At this moment, the split soul felt a damn sense of separation. Could it be that even he himself could not understand his own difficulties?

Quan Xiaotong laughed. Although the method was a bit disgusting, it was really useful.

"Who are you?"

The soul fragment weakly responded, "Yama Palace!"

Quan Xiaotong was naturally dissatisfied with this answer, as he had already known the information about Yama Palace.

"Who are you?"

Quan Xiaotong patiently asked again.

"There are ten people in Yama Palace, and I am the soul of one of them."

The soul-splitting eyes looked bleary and muttered.

"If you keep answering irrelevant questions, I will really continue to melt you."

Han Yu couldn't bear it any longer and threatened.

"I want to know who you are?"

Quan Xiaotong couldn't help but say in a cold voice at this moment that these trivial things were completely useless.

What he wanted to know was the other party's background.

The split soul's eyes struggled, "I advise you not to know, the Holy Church is not something you can spy on."

Just as he finished speaking, Han Yu's anger had already risen, and the arm that had just been half burned was burned red again.

"Let it marinate for a while before asking!"

"I can't say."

The soul fragment was also helpless and sighed.

"Then tell me what you can say."

Quan Xiaotong was also helpless, so he changed his strategy and spoke again.

This puzzled Fenhun, as there was nothing he could say about the Holy Religion.

After racking my brains for a while, I could only find some trivial things.

"We are indeed a legacy from the ancient times. We have always been hidden behind the scenes, watching the changes in your Central Continent. We have witnessed your rise and fall, the vicissitudes of life, the changes of dynasties, and even our Holy Church has appeared in your history countless times and has left traces, but you are not aware of it."

"Purpose?"

Quan Xiaotong asked with a frown.

Everything has a purpose, especially such an ancient heritage, which is hidden so strictly, there must be a purpose.

But when it comes to this topic, the split soul is not working smoothly again, even if Han Yu increases the firepower it is useless.

"Do you really want to throw it in the toilet before you tell me."

The split soul's facial features were distorted and his heart was extremely sad. He didn't want to go to the toilet!

"That so-called Tiandao Sect, you can always tell me!"

Quan Xiaotong waved his hand, interrupted Han Yu, and changed the subject.

"The Tiandao Sect also has ancient heritage and has always lived in seclusion behind the scenes. We have been competing against each other for thousands of years."

The soul fragment sighed.

"What is the other party's purpose?"

Quan Xiaotong asked again.

Unexpectedly, the split soul chose to remain silent.

This was very similar to what happened with Han Yu before, and both sides seemed to be conscious of not exposing the other's true identity.

"Can I assume that your goals are the same, or that the other party's goal is to stop you from doing what you want to do?"

Quan Xiaotong thought about it for a while and figured it out a little.

This would explain why the split soul remained silent.

Fenhun was truly impressed by Quan Xiaotong's sharp sense of smell.

(End of this chapter)