"What is this ball of meat?"

"Why does it look like... a brain?"

"So disgusting!"

After the counterfeit radar was raised, Qing Xuanle stared at the pink meat in the center for a long time, and finally asked with a frown.

Although it's not a complete brain, it seems like a piece has been cut off, which is even more disgusting.

What's even more outrageous is that this piece of brain meat seems to be still alive. Qing Xuanle can even see a few flesh buds trembling.

Really disgusting.

"Yes, you are very smart and have good insight."

"This is a piece of brain meat, dedicated to the Star Emperor!"

Qiu Yi smiled and replied.

"Didn't Nian Xinghuang die long ago?"

It is indeed the brain.

Qing Xuanle felt even more disgusting than before.

"My cultivation level is higher than that of Nian Xinghuang, so after killing him, I used a secret method to seal a piece of his brain, and finally made it into a magic weapon!"

"The lump of flesh in front of you is actually a magic weapon. In terms of the purity of the brain of a person who cultivates civilization, there is no way to compare with the people of the Nianxing Clan. This is a treasure!"

After Qiu Yi finished explaining, Qing Xuanle felt better.

It turns out to be a magic weapon, but its shape is a bit weird.

A brain the size of a fist would be uncomfortable for anyone.

"If you want to go to the home planet of the demonic civilization, you must abandon your physical body. I will seal your soul in this magic weapon, then put it into the gourd, and finally complete the transmission!"

Qing Xuanle just took a breath, but Qiu Yi's next words completely broke her down!

Abandon your physical body, peel off your soul, and seal it in your brain.

Then wouldn't he become this disgusting brain?

What a joke.

"I refuse, I won't die in this head!"

Qing Xuanle shook his head repeatedly.

"Actually, I also know that you will resist, after all, Nian Xinghuang's mind is too ugly!"

"But I can't help it. This brain is extremely difficult to refine. With my current ability, I can't change its form."

"But the gourd is limited in size and can only carry a little bit of brain."

"Besides, the brains of our cultivating civilization simply can't withstand ultra-long-distance transmissions. Only the brains of the Nian Star Emperor can achieve this level of intensity."

"You know, the detectors sent by the demonic civilization are all weapons. And it is really difficult for us to transfer the brains of living people. The conditions are too difficult. I'm sorry!"

Qiu Yi sighed, looking apologetic.

The broken gourd was what he got back from the gourd civilization back then. It had the same effect as the demon mirror, and it could absolve the demon civilization from detection.

After Qiu Yi hatched the little King Kong, the gourd could be used once.

Afterwards, Qiu Yi came up with the plan to steal the Demonic Void Formation.

It is as difficult as climbing to the sky to avoid the detection of the dragnet and reach the home planet of the demonic civilization.

Only this broken gourd can do it.

But the gourd is very small and is not a space magic weapon, so it can only store things as big as a palm.

Qiu Yi worked hard and tried every means, and finally spent all his energy to refine a piece of Nian Xinghuang's brain.

This is also a genius plan.

But unfortunately, no one appreciated him at all. Qing Xuanle, the only one who witnessed everything, looked at him with disgust on his face and a perverted look.

Qiu Yi feels very lonely.

Shocking geniuses are often not understood by others.

This kind of inexperienced little girl is only obsessed with Zhao Chu's face.

But they forgot that they were Zhao Chu's father.

"My soul can go into the gourd, but I refuse this crippled brain."

Qing Xuanle's stomach was churning, and he felt sick at the thought of being sealed in his mind.

"No way."

"Your soul must be sealed in a carrier, so that after arriving at the home planet of the demonic civilization, you can find your physical body and complete the body snatching."

"The gourd can absolve the demonic civilization of exploration, but it cannot save your soul at all."

"This is the only way."

Qiu Yi sighed.

A woman's brain may be more complicated than thinking about the Star King.

You are not even afraid of death, but you are still afraid of nausea?

It's simply impossible to understand.

"Can't I fit my own brain into it? Can you help me shrink it a little bit?"

"You dug my brain."

Qingxuanle continued to struggle.

"no."

"Our brains cannot withstand long-term transmission and will collapse soon."

"The minds of the Nian Xing Clan are different from ours."

"Actually... this is just a magical weapon that looks a little different, not that disgusting."

Qiu Yi drifted over and looked at her mind carefully.

It's actually pretty good.

It has been tens of thousands of years, but it still retains its original vitality, and those few granules are still moving.

How vivid.

There is probably no other such a good brain in the universe, only this one.

…

A few hours later.

"Okay, I promise you."

"Are you sure that after arriving at the demonic civilization, my soul will be taken directly from my body and will not remain in this brain."

Qingxuanle thought about it and finally overcame his inner resistance.

Qiu Yi didn't force him.

After all, this is a task where one can lose one's life at any time, and Qiu Yi completely respects Qing Xuanle's opinion.

If Qing Xuanle didn't agree, he could just grab someone at random.

That just doesn't make much sense. The only person who is sincerely good to Zhao Chu and loves Zhao Chu deeply is Qing Xuanle.

Only Qingxuanle will wholeheartedly find a way to save the world of cultivation.

The rest of the people were probably nostalgic for the power of the demonic civilization and directly rebelled against it.

The demon civilization's detector may come at any time, and Qiu Yi wants to capture the detector's trajectory, so he doesn't have much time to screen the next candidate.

"Thank you!"

"On behalf of the common people who practice civilization, thank you."

Fortunately, Qing Xuanle finally agreed.

Qiu Yi, the first-generation God Emperor, clasped his fists towards Qing Xuanle.

He is thanking Qingxuanle on behalf of the people.

After all, Qing Xuanle almost chose to die.

"There is no need to thank the common people. I am not helping the common people. If it were not for Zhao Chu, the destruction of the world of cultivation would have nothing to do with me. My whole family is dead and I have no relatives or friends in the world. I don't want to live anymore."

Qing Xuanle smiled.

Her only idea now is to visit the place where Zhao Chu was born.

Maybe in a strange world, you can feel a little bit of Zhao Chu's warmth.

She was also curious about what Zhao Chu's hometown was like.
To be continued...