Solitaire: Rise of the Waste

Chapter 413 Inheritance of the Primordial Spirit 4
What is going on here?

Just when the beautiful boy was puzzled, a noble and handsome man in his thirties appeared in front of everyone, wearing a black and gold robe.

"Who are you?" The handsome man looked at the noble man in front of him with fox-like eyes. This man had a pair of dazzling star eyes, as if he could suck people in.

"The strong Yuanshen imprisoned by the Fu family!" Before the noble man could answer, Zou Jinlan, who was standing far away, screamed.

"Yuanshen? Isn't Yuanshen a bead? How could it be a person?" The handsome man turned his head to look at Zou Jinlan, and then at the noble man, a little puzzled.

"Son, Yuanshen is indeed a bead. The me you see now is just a wisp of consciousness left on Yuanshen bead before death." The noble man explained.

child……

Is he that small?A drop of sweat dripped from the flowery boy's forehead.

It felt weird to be called "kid" by a man who didn't look much older than her.Besides, I am really old. Not long after Emperor Sha Palace was established in Yaotian Continent, he followed from Fengtian Continent. Now counting, he must be several thousand years old.

"In my eyes, you are just a child." The noble man who saw her thoughts said.

"Um..." Well, a child is a child, anyway, he doesn't need to argue with a ray of consciousness.

"Um... Uncle, can we go out now?" Now that work is over, he should also go and clean up other family members of the Fu family, and then go home to sleep.

The handsome man's face was full of smiles, and he looked at this noble man with a pair of fox eyes smiling.

With that appearance, as clever as he looked, the noble man just looked back and smiled.

"Can't"

"Why?" Upon hearing this answer, Huameinan's smiling face suddenly collapsed.

Now it's good, not only is there no beauty sleep, he thinks he will also lose his afternoon nap.

"You haven't taken your prize yet," the noble man said slowly, as if he couldn't see the handsome man's frustration.Originally, he was worried that this kid's ability was low and he couldn't bear his primordial spirit, but judging from the situation of the fight just now, there shouldn't be any problem with this kid's cultivation base.

"Oh, bring it here." The handsome flower boy stretched out his hand in a lack of interest, very powerless.You don't need to think about it, the prize that the noble man said is the soul that was agreed before the war.But now he just wants to clean up the mess immediately and go home to sleep. As for this strong soul, he is really not interested in it.

The Yuanshen is as precious as the beast core of a monster, but it can only be formed after a person's cultivation reaches a certain height, and a relic-like thing can be preserved and stored after death through a special method.It contains 80.00% of a person's cultivation power.However, no matter how good other people's things are, they belong to others after all.

Even if there is no side effect, the inheritance of the primordial spirit still needs a lot of time to inherit and assimilate the power contained in the primordial spirit.And this kind of time-consuming and labor-intensive thing, in Huameinan's view, is a waste of life, so he really can't be happy about what ordinary people are very happy about!
"Don't worry, I still have something to do..."

"What's the matter?" The handsome man interrupted suddenly, looking at the noble man vigilantly, "Don't say you have any last words, I will fulfill your wishes."

"I don't have time, I don't have time, and I won't go," Huameinan added righteously.

(End of this chapter)