The feeling of suffocation in his heart reached its peak, yet in the following period, Liu Buli's state actually improved significantly.
Perhaps it was because excessive hatred could truly ignite human fighting spirit. In any case, at this moment, Liu Buli felt he had a clearer motivation, and his resolve to persevere through the flames grew even stronger than before.
The other soul within him initially mocked him, but it soon discovered that these taunts caused Liu Buli no harm whatsoever.
Not only had his spirit recovered, but he wasn't sure if it was his imagination, yet he felt that the boy's soul state seemed to have become even stronger than before.
This realization caused the other Liu Buli a genuine sense of fear.
He couldn't help but ask Liu Buli, "What happened to you? Did you use some secret technique? Why have you suddenly become so powerful? This is a fair competition, and you're actually cheating me?"
Upon hearing this question, Liu Buli almost burst out laughing. When had they ever had a fair competition? At least from his perspective, he had never intended to compete fairly with the other.
However, the flames of anger were currently surging intensely, and Liu Buli feared that if this state continued, he would directly suffer from qi deviation. So, he tried his best to calm himself down, remained silent for a moment, and then asked the other voice, "Hey, before I took over your body, you lived for over a hundred years on your own. In all that time, did you never encounter anyone special?"
The question was somewhat abrupt and out of the blue, causing the other voice to fall silent for a long time before belatedly realizing what he meant.
His tone became openly dismissive as he said, "Are you asking if I, like you, fell in love? Those things are too boring. People who immerse themselves in matters of love are those who achieve nothing. I am different from people like you; I have more noble things that I need to accomplish. Of course, I wouldn't waste my time on such meaningless pursuits."
He always gave the same answer when faced with these questions. After all, they had shared the same body for such a long time, and Liu Buli had read quite a few novels before, so he was quite aware of the other's thoughts.
Without judging whether the other's perspective was right or wrong, Liu Buli remained silent for a moment before casually asking, "The more noble thing you speak of, is it not simply to live longer yourself?"
"Can you be more precise in your speech?" the other voice interrupted Liu Buli. "It's not to live longer, but to achieve immortality. It's all your fault for interrupting my plans. If it weren't for your appearance, I might have already found a way to achieve immortality, perhaps from your disciple. You know, he doesn't die, not even if he's cut into pieces. I want to become like him. If I could be like him, then I would have broken through the limits of humanity, and everyone would envy me to death!"
Although everything was just a concept at this point, Liu Buli could sense from his tone that he had truly longed for such a life for a very long time.
Liu Buli himself found this state of calm conversation with the other to be novel and somewhat bewildering. However, since he had initiated the topic, after a moment of silence, Liu Buli, with rare politeness, continued to ask, "But don't you think that an eternal life lived alone, rather than being a good thing, is more like a curse?"
"A curse?" The other voice responded with a disdainful scoff. "Whether it's a curse or a good thing, these are matters to be considered only after achieving immortality. So, I want to achieve that prerequisite first. Is there anything wrong with that?"
If put that way, he didn't seem entirely wrong.
Liu Buli thought for a moment and then asked, "Then, setting aside lovers, do you have no friends? Or disciples with whom you have a very good relationship?"
Actually, as soon as he asked this question, Liu Buli began to regret it. After all, he had inherited all of the other's life experiences, so he already knew very well whether such people existed.
He felt as if he were picking at the other's scars through this conversation, and Liu Buli momentarily felt a sense of embarrassment.
The other's response was cold, and he simply spat out four words: "I don't need them."
After saying this, seemingly feeling a sense of suffocation, the voice proactively asked Liu Buli, "Why are you suddenly discussing these topics with me? Is it important whether I have friends or lovers?"
"It's not particularly important. I'm just thinking about it myself," Liu Buli said with a smile. "I'm wondering, if I'm the one who loses this fight, will anyone be sad for me?"
As his words fell, without even giving the other a chance to respond, Liu Buli added, "After serious consideration, my conclusion is that perhaps there won't be many people who will be sad for me, but even if there are only three or five, there should still be some. However, there will be no one who feels sad for you. In a sense, your life has been quite a failure. So, if I'm the one who survives, I'm willing to be the one who grieves for you. Although it might sound like crocodile tears, consider it repayment for taking your body. I will pray for you, hoping you can be born into a good family in your next life."
Liu Buli swore that he spoke these words with genuine sincerity.
After all, due to his previous speculations about Yun Xiang, his emotions were already in utter disarray. Since he had the rare opportunity to do something good, at least his current state of mind was completely free of any impurities.
However, the other party clearly had no intention of appreciating his gesture.
After hearing Liu Buli's words, his response was merely a cold laugh. Then he said, "I will also pray for you, so just accept your death peacefully. I will achieve immortality, you just wait and see."