Assisting the male protagonist to become a god: The first spiritualist

Yan Su's successful promotion meant that this plan had completely failed.

Jun Wuchi's mood was relatively stable. Seeing that everything had settled down, he said calmly, "Didn't the wizard say that only you can break the puppet curse?"

The reason why Yan Su was able to survive the last thunder tribulation was ultimately due to his awakening.

Fu Sheng and Yan Su were too close at the time, and from Jun Wu Chi's position, they did not see the hand that stretched out from the void.

He just thought that it was Fu Sheng who broke Yan Su's puppet curse.

Facing Jun Wuchi's questioning, the man in white robe did not explain. His eyes moved from Yan Su to Fu Sheng, staring at him for a long time before finally uttering two words:

"Let's go."

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After Jun Wuchi and the man in white robe left, Yan Su raised his eyes and looked towards the place where they had been standing.

"What are you looking at?" At this time, Fu Sheng was jogging over from a distance. Seeing Yan Su looking up at something, she couldn't help but look in the direction of his gaze, but saw nothing.

"Nothing." Yan Su retracted his gaze and looked at Fu Sheng, asking, "Are you injured?"

"She's fine. I'm protecting her. How could she be hurt? Master, it's me you should be concerned about."

Before Fu Sheng could answer, the Red Liao Lion King spoke first.

Its wings were injured and it couldn't fly. It was dragging its wounded body behind Fu Sheng. When it heard Yan Su asking Fu Sheng, it spoke unhappily.

However, Yan Su only glanced at it lightly, then raised his hand and took it back into the fantasy beast space.

Although Yan Su didn't say anything, Fu Sheng inexplicably saw the word "noisy" on his face.

Fu Sheng was amused and replied, "I'm fine. But you, I just saw you vomiting blood. How are you?"

"It's okay, that's the blood clot in my heart." Yan Su replied. While speaking, he was still looking up and down at Fu Sheng with a worried look in his eyes.

Seeing him like this, Fu Sheng couldn't help but comfort him: "I'm really fine."

To reassure him, Fu Sheng stretched out his arms and turned around, "Look, I'm fine."

Apart from his messy hair, there were basically no external injuries on his body.

"Just judging by our current appearance, you look more terrifying." Fu Sheng said.

Yan Su was covered in blood, and no matter how you looked at it, his condition was much more serious than hers.

But Yan Su did not let go, his brows were still locked, "What about your blood?"

"Hmm?" Fu Sheng was confused. "What blood?"

"You just used the painting spirit many times." Yan Su said.

Fu Sheng then realized that Yan Su was worried that she was over-exerting herself in drawing spirits and was losing a lot of energy.

Although he was not conscious just now, he knew what had happened.

"I just used the blood painting method and exhausted my mental power. Now my spiritual sea of ​​consciousness is really painful." Fu Sheng paused and said, "But those are secondary. This time, I consumed too much spiritual energy and my body's blood and essence were seriously damaged."

Hearing this, Yan Su's expression suddenly became very ugly, with heartache and annoyance rising in his phoenix eyes. He held Fu Sheng in his arms, resting his chin on her shoulder, and said in a voice full of self-blame: "It's all my fault. Every time you draw a spirit, it's because of me... Don't draw a spirit anymore in the future."

He always remembered what Fu Sheng said.

Although some of it may have been meant as a joke, she once said that if she continued to draw spirits like this, she would die from excessive blood loss.

Although she later said that it was a joke, it is undeniable that every time she drew a spirit with blood, it caused severe damage to her body, and those injuries were irreversible.

Little by little, a lot will eventually come to an end. Every time Fu Sheng drew a spirit with blood, Yan Su couldn't help but feel scared.

What he feared least in the past was "death", but now this is what he fears the most, especially when the word "death" is linked to Fu Sheng.

"I'm not telling you this to listen to you blaming yourself." Fu Sheng patted Yan Su's back, "I'm telling you this because we agreed that pain is pain, injury is injury, and there can be no concealment. I'm telling you everything now so that you can tell me no matter what happens."

Drawing spirits with blood consumes mental power, but what is lost is blood essence. Mental power can be restored, but blood essence cannot be replenished.

Fu Sheng didn't want to talk more about this matter with Yan Su. After all, the loss of essence and blood could not be repaired. Talking about it would only increase worries and would be of no use.

But when Yan Su asked, she hesitated for a moment and decided to tell the truth.

Because she was afraid that Yan Su would also face the same situation. In his previous life, he had endured all the sufferings by himself, which made him accustomed to silently bearing things on his own. He would handle many things by himself.

They agreed to share any problems together, regardless of whether the other party could solve them or not.

If she wanted Yan Su to change, she couldn't break the agreement herself.

"Yeah." Yan Su was so smart that he immediately understood Fu Sheng's thoughts as soon as Fu Sheng said that.

While I felt sad and blamed myself, at the same time, an uncontrollable and dense sweetness rose up.

This was an experience he had never had in his two lifetimes.

——Every time he could clearly feel Fu Sheng’s care for him, he felt extremely happy.

"The world of immortal cultivation is so big, we can always find a way to replenish our essence and blood." Yan Su spoke in a gentle voice, "If there is no way to replenish our essence and blood in the world of immortal cultivation, we can go to the demon world or the devil world. We can always find it by traveling through the three realms."

If an ordinary person said this, it would probably just make people feel moved.

The Three Realms are so vast, how can one travel through them all? Moreover, how can the demon world and the devil world be entered at will by people like them who practice immortal cultivation?

But when it came out of Yan Su's mouth, there was an irrefutable persuasiveness.

He can really travel through the three realms. He has both the determination and the ability to do so.

"Yes, that's right!" Fu Sheng said with a smile.

This is the positive side she wants to see. Speaking it out is to better solve the problem instead of feeling bad about it.

Lan Huaixi was still in a coma. The situation was urgent and there was no time to check her carefully. Fu Sheng checked her and found that her condition was very bad.

His breathing was disordered, his pulse was very weak, and he looked dying.

"What should I do?" Fu Sheng was full of worry.

The time that the God's Tomb restricts spiritual power is getting longer and longer. It is now early morning and the sun has clearly come out. Logically, the spiritual power should have been restored, but in the end, nothing can be used.

Seeing Fu Sheng so worried, Yan Su's eyes moved, then he raised his hand and handed a bottle to Fu Sheng.

Seeing the bottle handed over by Yan Su, Fu Sheng was stunned for a moment, then raised his hand to take it: "Healing pill?"

"Ah."

"Where are you from?" Fu Sheng asked.

"Before the spiritual power was sealed, it was stored in the fantasy beast space." Yan Su answered in a gentle voice.

"..."

Okay, okay, it turns out that smart people all think in the same way.