Quick Transmigration: After Fake Death, All the Protagonists I Flirted With Went Crazy

Gu Yao was so frightened that he took a step back and silently called out to the system in his mind, but it was like a stone sinking into the sea. Gu Yao's heart sank, but his soul link with Xiao Jiu was not broken, it was just severed by someone.

Gu Yao felt a sense of relief after sensing it.

It seems this place can imprison the soul.

The person in front of him chuckled lightly, took a step back, and landed on their toes.

"There's no need to waste your energy. You can't contact the thing that's connected to your soul right now."

Gu Yao's heart, which had just been at ease for a moment, instantly jumped into his throat.

He stared wide-eyed at the person in front of him, wary of this person whose true nature he couldn't fathom.

This person can sense Xiao Jiu?!

Who is he?

The person in front of him smiled, looking at Gu Yao with a distant gaze, carrying a profound meaning that Gu Yao could not understand. "Gu Yao, that's your name now, right? Then I'll call you that."

"You don't need to be nervous. I just know that the other end of your soul is connected to something else, but I can't figure out what it is."

The young man sounded somewhat disheartened, yet helpless.

"Moreover, we are old acquaintances. If we really count, we should probably be one person."

The young man in front of him pondered for a moment, carefully considering his words, before slowly speaking.

Seeing Gu Yao's puzzled and wary expression, the young man in front of him shook his sleeves, as if he wanted to say something, but as if he sensed something, he looked up and his expression was somewhat displeased.

He looked at Gu Yao and sighed softly, "I still hate these privileged kids the most. You should go back. If you don't go back soon, he might go crazy."

Before Gu Yao could say anything, he felt a strange sense of drowsiness envelop him.

My eyelids kept drooping uncontrollably.

"I know you have many questions in your heart. When this secret realm opens, you will know everything."

"No matter what happens, you have the right to act according to your conscience! Gu Yao, remember that!"

The young man's figure gradually blurred, as if he wanted Gu Yao to remember his name, emphasizing the word "Gu Yao".

Gu Yao didn't get a chance to ask another question.

Watching Gu Yao's figure disappear, the young man looked at the horizon and sighed softly, "What's meant to happen will happen. Since you've become involved in the mortal world, you should decide your own future."

"We are ultimately different." The young man seemed to sigh, as if expressing regret, before his figure flashed back into the stone tablet.

In the blink of an eye, all life vanished, everything lost its color, the flowing water stagnated, the mist gathered again, and it became a desolate wasteland once more.

Back in his body, Gu Yao felt an indescribable weariness permeating his entire soul.

He wanted to control this broken body, but he couldn't even manage a tremor in his fingertips.

He felt as if he were trapped inside this body, able to sense everything in the outside world, yet unable to react.

I can only be an observer.

Hearing it, he heard Shen Zhezhu crying tears of joy.

He could feel the boy carefully encircling him by touch.

Seeing their master laughing and crying at the head of the table, the group of alchemists and physicians kneeling down wiped the cold sweat from their brows.

Yan Ruo stood to one side, looking at the person on the couch, and sighed softly.

"Now that Junior Nephew Gu's soul has returned, he is temporarily out of danger. However, the soul-summoning array will dissipate in five days, and then we will have to..."

Yan Ruo paused, looking directly at Shen Zhezhu, and said, "Leave it to fate."

Shen Zhezhu hugged the person in his arms tighter, took a deep breath, looked up at Yan Ruo, and nodded, "Thank you, Valley Master Yan."

Yan Ru shook her head and twirled her fingertips. "No need to thank me. I have been practicing medicine for over a hundred years, yet I still cannot save him. I am truly ashamed."

His unfocused gaze sharpened, fixing on the boy before him. "If his body can store spiritual energy, even if the King of Hell wants his life, I can pull him back!"

Yan Ruo glanced at the pale-faced man on the bed and pointed with her fingertips. "But now, he is no different from an ordinary person. His tendons and veins are broken, and his soul has drifted away. Even a god cannot save him."

Shen Zhezhu's face turned pale. He held the person in his arms tightly, and with each word Yan Ruo spoke, his spine slumped down a little.

He knew that Yan Ruo was complaining about him. Even if she was just stating the facts, it felt like a sharp sword piercing Shen Zhezhu's chest.

It broke our hearts!

His lips trembled, but he couldn't utter a single word. He reached out and hugged Gu Yao, gently nuzzling her. "I understand."

Yan Ruo nodded and walked outside.

Gazing at the birds flying outside the window, Yan Ruo swayed as she left.

Hopefully, this junior apprentice Gu can overcome this calamity and turn his fortunes around.

Shen Zhezhu's eyes were deep and unfathomable. He gently placed Gu Yao on the couch, knelt beside the couch, and held that icy, bone-chilling hand against his forehead.

The opening of this secret realm is our last hope.

He absolutely must get his hands on this treasure!