Fiancée Stolen by MC, I Trip Them up-Chapter 301 - 203: Spirit Realm!

At the moment he saw the protagonist’s Divine Soul, Zhao Yi was indeed somewhat astonished.

Zhao Yi looked down on the protagonist, mostly out of envy and hatred.

Because the protagonist truly had good luck.

When the time comes, the world aids you.

This saying truly describes people like the protagonist.

In fact, the protagonist was not useless at all.

On the contrary, he was very strong.

The reason the protagonist constantly faced setbacks in front of Zhao Yi was that Zhao Yi knew the plot.

If it were anyone else, the protagonist’s luck and intelligence could easily lead them to their doom.

But now the protagonist’s Divine Soul was secretly extracted without his knowledge.

Zhao Yi did not believe that the strand of Divine Soul was voluntarily given to the Sage of Time by the protagonist.

So, there was only one possibility.

The Sage of Time’s methods were very powerful, to the point that they far exceeded the protagonist’s awareness.

"How did you do it?"

Zhao Yi looked directly at the monk who had been keeping his eyes closed and asked bluntly.

The Sage of Time knew Zhao Yi had seen the protagonist, and this matter could no longer be concealed.

Immediately, he cooperated and said, "The Flower of Time. The Messenger viewed the River of Time through the Flower of Time, and a trace of his aura remained on the Flower of Time. It was easy to extract a strand of Divine Soul based on the aura."

The Flower of Time?

The River of Time?

Although these two things were unfamiliar to Zhao Yi, from their names, he could roughly guess what their origins were.

"Does the River of Time show accurately?" Zhao Yi asked a crucial question.

The only advantage Zhao Yi had over the protagonist was knowing the plot.

If the protagonist had also seen the future, combined with his defiant luck, Zhao Yi would have no advantage at all.

The Sage of Time responded solemnly, "The River of Time flows mightily, moving forward unyieldingly."

Although the Sage of Time did not speak directly, Zhao Yi understood.

"So, it’s accurate?" Zhao Yi shook his head.

The plot’s will truly acts as the protagonist’s parent.

With this little advantage, it was still evened out by the protagonist.

Luckily, there were still the Three Thousand Small Worlds.

Zhao Yi suddenly felt that the appearance of the Sage of Time and the Three Thousand Small Worlds was not a bad thing.

Without these external pressures, the protagonist would definitely target Zhao Yi constantly.

Zhao Yi had better things to do and did not want to be embroiled in a struggle with the protagonist.

"Do you want to kill him?"

Zhao Yi suggested, looking at the protagonist’s tightly closed Divine Soul, "This guy is very troublesome. If you want to kill him, it’s best to act quickly, otherwise, he might counterattack from a desperate situation."

Upon hearing this, the Sage of Time was a bit surprised, "Lord Venerable, aren’t you and the Messenger friends?"

Zhao Yi thought for a moment, nodded, and said, "I suppose you could say we are friends."

The Sage of Time was even more puzzled, "Since you’re friends, why do you want me to kill him?"

"In fact, my original intention was merely to bring the Messenger back to the Magic World and then use magical means to explore what he saw in the River of Time."

"The River of Time is vast. Ordinary people easily get lost while observing it. The Messenger is the first observer in tens of thousands of years to return unscathed from the River of Time."

"So, what he saw in the River of Time is very important to us."

When the Sage of Time said this, Zhao Yi understood.

This guy had previously used the protagonist as a guinea pig to test the River of Time.

Unexpectedly, the protagonist had returned alive.

And he had seen the River of Time.

Then, he became interested in the protagonist.

"That makes sense." Zhao Yi affirmed with a nod.

It’s not just the Sage of Time, even Zhao Yi, who knows the plot, is curious about the future trajectory of the River of Time.

Zhao Yi asked, "Can you give me a copy after you’ve checked? I also want to know what happens in the future."

Upon hearing this, the Sage of Time immediately nodded affirmatively, "No problem! Time is immutable, and sharing it with everyone wouldn’t be an issue."

When Zhao Yi heard this, he looked at the Sage of Time and frowned, "But I don’t trust you. What if you’re lying to me and deliberately give me false information?"

The Sage of Time paused for a moment, then said, "I can swear by the name of the God of Magic that the information I provide you is absolutely true. If there’s any concealment, let me never be able to use magic again."

"God of Magic?" Zhao Yi pondered, "Isn’t that the ancestor of all your mages?"

The Sage of Time heard this and solemnly replied, "All magic originates from the God of Magic. The God of Magic is indeed the ancestor of all mages."

Zhao Yi then understood.

"Then your swear was as useless as solitude!" Zhao Yi said, displeased.

"I can also swear by my Zhao clan’s ancestor’s name that I won’t kill you, or else I wouldn’t be named Zhao!"

After Zhao Yi finished speaking, he raised an eyebrow at the Sage of Time and shook his head, "An ancestor like that is no better than toilet paper! When wiping, at least toilet paper doesn’t take the opportunity to stab you in the back. Not like ancestors, who are nothing but trouble, and wiping cleanly isn’t their forte!"

Sage of Time: "Ah?"

He looked at Zhao Yi speechlessly, his expression filled with confusion.

"Aren’t you people from the Cultivation Realm always the most respectful of your teachers and elders?" The Sage of Time asked in bewilderment, "Could it be that the culture in the Cultivation Realm has also changed over the millennia?"

"You said it ’also’ changed?" Zhao Yi immediately caught the loophole in the Sage’s words.

He looked at the Sage of Time and scolded, displeased, "So your Magic World doesn’t really respect teachers and elders at all, huh? That makes your oath by the God of Magic a joke, doesn’t it?"

The Sage of Time responded earnestly, "The God of Magic is different. We still hold great respect for the God of Magic!"

"I don’t believe you!" Zhao Yi retorted without any patience.

"You better quickly erase that monk’s Divine Soul, and then we’ll pretend none of this ever happened. I have urgent matters to attend to and no time to waste with you here!"

The Sage of Time looked at Zhao Yi and, seeing that he wasn’t joking, could only sigh helplessly.

The Sage of Time knew Zhao Yi wasn’t joking; if he didn’t act, Zhao Yi would surely kill him.

Having gathered vital information from the Ancient Secret Treasure with much difficulty, he was naturally unwilling to perish here so easily.

"Forget it."

The Sage of Time sighed.

Compared to the predetermined future, the value of the Ancient Secret Treasure was indeed much greater.

Thus, the Sage of Time no longer hesitated, raising his hand to obliterate the protagonist’s Divine Soul.

Just as the seven-colored light was about to touch the protagonist’s Divine Soul, a fair and delicate hand suddenly blocked it.

"Amitabha."

The protagonist’s Divine Soul had somehow opened his eyes.

He looked expressionlessly at Zhao Yi, with disdain in his eyes, as if looking at a pile of excrement.

"This humble monk deliberately left my Divine Soul here to have him take me to the Spirit Realm. Why did you ruin my plan?"

Upon hearing this from the protagonist, Zhao Yi returned a similarly disdainful expression, as if looking at excrement.

"This is the first time I’ve seen someone make being a captive sound so refreshingly unique!"

As Zhao Yi spoke, he suddenly felt his Divine Soul tremble.

He was initially stunned, but immediately realized that Yao Su’s body had begun crossing dimensions.

"Excellent!"

Zhao Yi stood up, looked outside through Yao Su’s eyes.

Zhao Yi’s Divine Soul was the strongest of the five Divine Souls within the Sea of Awareness.

Therefore, Yao Su’s body was now under Zhao Yi’s control.

Through Yao Su’s eyes, Zhao Yi saw the world outside the Cultivation Realm for the first time.

"Is this the Spirit Realm?"

Yao Su’s body trembled and detached from the void, only to be surrounded by countless skeletons.

Zhao Yi remained unmoved, his gaze passing over the boundless undead creatures, looking at the distant world.

"The Spirit Realm, truly stinks!"

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