Gu Jianlin was already on the edge of his patience, his face tense as he said, "Can you come down and talk?"
"No way!"
Su Youzhu said coldly, "If I come down, you'll just find an excuse to brush me off."
It had to be admitted, the girl standing in front of Gu Jianlin was the person who understood him better than anyone else in the world. No exceptions.
"The Immortal Lock, as long as you wear it, can block your pain and offset the side effects of the Yin Yang Twin Jade. I specifically consulted the teacher, and he gave this to me."
He lied with a straight face, then quickly changed the subject: "Didn't you say the death of a clone has no side effects?"
Su Youzhu felt a bit guilty for a moment. To be honest, she didn't have a particularly strong concept of Catastrophes. Those figures standing at the pinnacle of two worlds seemed to know everything—so annoying.
"Even a Ninth-order Great God couldn't solve it, and you think an alchemy weapon can?"
She sounded skeptical.
