Qi Zhi's process of withdrawing his spiritual energy was very simple. He just put his hand behind Feng Bujue's neck and held it there for about five minutes before he was done.
"Phew … Done." After Qi Zhi drained Feng Bujue of his spiritual energy, he let go of his hand and let out a long sigh of relief.
"Huh?" Feng Bujue was stunned. "It didn't hurt at all to have my spiritual energy taken away …" He looked puzzled. "In comparison, why did it feel so good when you gave me your power?"
"That was then, and this is now," Qi Zhi replied. "I won't go into the details of the theory, but let me give you an example..." He thought for a few seconds and continued, "A few months ago, when I transferred my power to you, it was like adding ice water into a pot of boiling oil. Just now, when I withdrew my power, it was more like unloading luggage from a handcart."
"Oh, I understand." Feng Bujue nodded. "Now that I've unloaded my luggage, the speed of my handcart should be comparable to an F1 car, right?"
"Hmm …" Qi Zhi was stumped by the question. He rubbed his chin and took a few steps back. He looked at Feng Bujue from head to toe and then said, "Hmm …"
"Are you constipated?" Brother Jue narrowed his eyes and looked at Qi Zhi.
"I'm just thinking …" Qi Zhi said. "Right now, your spiritual sense is still there, but you have no spiritual energy. There are no signs of spiritual power awakening …" He tilted his head and circled Brother Jue. "I can feel some kind of power in your body, but I can't identify its source … It's not spiritual energy, nor is it demonic power or superpower …"
"Oh …" Feng Bujue replied and asked, "Could it be … a power system that you don't know about?"
"There's no power system in this world that I don't know about," Qi Zhi replied. When he said this, his tone was steady, neither servile nor overbearing. Although his tone was not small, he was probably stating the truth.
"Hehehe … Isn't the answer obvious?" Suddenly, a wretched laughter was heard. At the same time, a man in a black suit and glasses suddenly appeared beside Brother Jue and Qi Zhi and joined their conversation.
"Oh, it's you …" Qi Zhi glanced at Woody with a disgusted expression. "Speaking of which … you've been quite active recently."
"Hehehe … I'm really sorry for the trouble I've caused you guys some time ago." Woody seemed to be very familiar with these immortal super experts of the Mortal Realm. They didn't even need to exchange names when they met. "In the near future, I'm sure I'll cause you a lot of trouble. Please do your best."
"Sigh … shameless." Qi Zhi shook his head and sighed.
"Hehe … I thought that older people would think more maturely and speak more peacefully, but you seem to be an exception …" Woody laughed.
"You're at least a few hundred years older than me, aren't you? And you still have the nerve to say that I'm old? "Qi Zhi continued.
"I'm sorry, but I've long been 'deified' …" Woody said as he used his middle finger to push up his glasses. "Time has nothing to do with my mental age."
"That is to say …" At this time, Feng Bujue said in a concluding tone, "As long as you're alive, you'll continue to be a jerk."
"Hehehe … Feng Bujue, your point of view is as sharp as ever." Woody turned around and laughed.
"Well said ~" Brother Jue responded casually and immediately brought the topic back. "Let's talk about the 'power' in my body." He paused for half a second and continued, "Just now you said 'the answer is obvious', could it be …"
"Hehehe … That's right." Woody laughed. "The power in your body comes from another universe. So … even Qi Zhi can't recognize it. "
"Another universe?" When Qi Zhi heard this, his expression changed. "Wait …" He suddenly turned his head to look at Feng Bujue. "Are you from 'that side'?"
"Hehehe … Don't be nervous, Deputy Chief Qi." When Woody said this, he changed the way he addressed Feng Bujue as if to remind him of something. "I can assure you that Feng Bujue was born and raised in our universe, he's not a transmigrator."
"Hey hey … The 'that side' you two are talking about …" In the next second, Feng Bujue looked at the two people beside him suspiciously. "… What kind of setting is this? Could it be a parallel universe? "
As soon as he finished speaking, Woody and Qi Zhi replied in unison, "You'd better not ask about this."
"Whoa …" Feng Bujue immediately showed a mischievous look. "This is interesting … Looking at the two of your reactions, could it be that I'm hiding some shocking secret?"
"There is, but it's not the time to reveal it yet … Hehehe …" Woody turned his head to look at Brother Jue. "Anyway … You can go back for today. I have something to talk to Qi Zhi."
"You're sending me away just like that?" Feng Bujue didn't seem to care. "Okay, then I'll go back and test my ability … That shouldn't be a problem, right?"
"There's no need to test it. Your ability is' Truth's Fallacy '. At this stage … you can't manifest this ability at all." Wu Di replied, "You should focus on cultivating your Hidden Armor Heavenly Book. Even though you don't have any spiritual energy left to activate the spells on it, the Daoist techniques and metaphysics on it are all extraordinary. Learning it will be very beneficial."
At this point, Woody seemed to have thought of something. He smiled wretchedly. "Hehehe … I almost forgot … The Dun Jia Heavenly Book is an orthodox martial art. It conflicts with your foundation. If you practice it alone, it will be easier for you to go crazy." There was a flash of white light on his spectacles, and he turned to Brother Jue with a wicked gaze. "How about this … you pull Li Ruoyu to train with you. The two of you train at the same time, and you can use each other as a reference."
"Let's practice it together …" Feng Bujue didn't smile at all. On the contrary, he looked at Woody with a pained expression. "It's not like we're practicing the Dry Wood Fire Palm. Why are you smiling like a brothel keeper?"
Brother Jue said as he turned sideways and winked at Qi Zhi. "Okay, that's it. Deputy Chief Qi, I'll go back first. You guys have a good chat."
Qi Zhi nodded at him. "Before you go, I'd like to remind you … If you see a red taxi on the road, don't get in. Even if it stops in front of you, don't pay attention to it. Just pretend you didn't see it."
"Uh …" Feng Bujue hesitated for half a second. "Got it." He probably guessed that the red taxi was the "job" that Qi Zhi was responsible for tonight, so he didn't ask and turned to leave.
Two minutes later …
When Feng Bujue's figure had disappeared into the night, Qi Zhi spoke again. "Humph … Truth's Fallacy, right? No wonder his foundation is crooked … So that's why. "
"Hehehe …" Woody laughed. "That's why I said … I'm going to trouble you again …"
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