"Damn it!" This made Garcia Coleman even more furious!


    He punched the bathtub with one strike, blood sttering everywhere!


    "It''s no use..." Garcia Coleman spoke with rage written across his face.


    Alberto Sean''s achievement created enormous pressure for Garcia Coleman.


    More critically, Alberto Sean nned to take on the Martial Saint too!


    This proved the blood''s advantages exceeded what Garcia Coleman had imagined!


    "Looks like I need to talk with the higher-ups." Garcia Coleman breathed deeply, pushing down his fury.


    ...


    Meanwhile, my body grew weaker and weaker.


    The huge blood loss made it hard for my breathing to stabilize.


    Plus, the aches throughout my body tortured my divine sense.


    "Divine Sense?"


    Right then, something clicked in my mind!


    I could pull out part of my divine sense. Sure, it couldn''t go far from my main body, but maybe it would ease some of this pain?


    Besides, I still hadn''t cracked the mystery of the Spatial Magic Artifact.


    Thinking this, I shut my eyes right away and pushed a thread of divine sense from my forehead.


    Golden light dropped into the Spatial Magic Artifact.


    A dark emptiness opened up before my eyes.


    "Crap! It''s worthless!"


    Too bad, even with my divine sense pulled out, I couldn''t fight off the pain.


    Maybe because my divine sense couldn''t get too far from my main body.


    "At the end of the day, I''m not a Martial Saint, so I can''t split my primordial spirit..." I sighed quietly to myself.


    I couldn''t afford to waste time. I pushed through the pain and headed toward the abyss.


    Getting close to the abyss, I did what I always did - stuck my head out and shouted down.


    "Senior?" I called out carefully.


    But the abyss stayed quiet.


    "Senior, I know you can hear me talking, and I know you''re hiding down there." I kept going.


    "I don''t mean any harm. I''m here to help you."


    "Senior? If you can hear me, please say something."


    "..."


    No matter how much I talked, nothing stirred below.


    That tiny glimmer just sat there, motionless.


    "Senior, you want spiritual stones? I''ve got tons here, and I can give them all to you." I tried tempting.


    "Not just spiritual stones, but loads of healing stuff, herbs, Dharma Treasures - all yours!"


    "Senior, those spiritual stones I offered before were pocket change to me. If you answer, I can give you way more!"


    After all that yelling, my throat felt raw, but still nothing moved below.


    "Could it be that Aiden Eve was lying? Is there really no divine sense down there?" I wondered.


    "No!"


    But quickly, I threw out that thought.


    Aiden Eve might lie, but the man with the mustache wouldn''t trick me.


    I squinted and stared at that glimmer of light.


    "Senior, are you trying to bait me down so you can eat my divine sense? If that''s your game, nobody''s gonna save you." I muttered.


    Still, nothing moved below.


    I started losing my cool.


    With the physical pain on top of everything, my anger kept building.


    "What kind of lousy senior are you? Are you mute or something?" I yelled at the abyss.


    "I think you''re just some asshole, still ying the senior act!"


    "I bet when you were alive, you were total garbage! Otherwise, how''d you end up trapped in a dump like this?"


    "What a piece of shit. You couldn''t even keep your own body safe, and now you''re stuck in this pit forever,pletely worthless."


    After that string of insults, I actually saw the glimmer of light shake a little!


    "It''s working!" I got excited!


    So I cranked it up even more.


    "Trash, garbage!"


    "Screw your immortal dignity!"


    "Tomorrow I''m gonna piss on your family''s graves!"


    "Day after that, I''m gonna watch your wife shower!"


    "I''m gonna feed you my crapter!"


    "The day after tomorrow..."


    "You brat, don''t push your luck!"


    Right then, an angry roar came from below!


    The sound was like thunder, making my ears ring with pain!


    I jumped back two steps, breaking out in a cold sweat.


    "Whew... Looks like it really works. It''s like making someone drink when they won''t take a toast." I mumbled.


    I crawled back to the edge of the abyss, grinning sheepishly: "Senior, I had no choice. If I didn''t curse you out, you wouldn''t talk at all..."


    But the scene below went quiet again.


    "Senior?" I called out tentatively.


    "Damn, you really like being cursed, don''t you?"


    "You don''t answer when I call you senior, but you get all worked up when I curse you? No wonder you''re stuck in this abyss, I..."


    "Shut up!" The voice came again.


    I noticed this guy clearly responded better to cursing than nice words, so I stopped being polite.


    "Old bastard, who said you could eat my spiritual stones?" I cursed without holding back.


    "You''ve been quiet this whole time, trying to lure me down there to devour my divine sense?"


    "Now that you failed, I bet you''re embarrassed and pissed, right? Ha, I''m not going down there. I''ll make you die of anger!"


    From inside the abyss, the cold voice said, "Yes, you got it right... I wanted to devour your divine sense, but I didn''t expect you, you little shit, not to fall for it...!"


    "You fucking old bastard!" I cursed with my eyes wide with rage.


    "You little beast, show some respect when you talk to me!" The faint light spoke with a dark tone.


    "Respect for you? Who do you think you are? You can''t even crawl out of that hole, and you want respect?"


    "You''re asking for death!"


    "You dare curse your father?"


    "I''ll cripple you!"


    "I''m gonna piss down there in a second!"


    "You..."


    We both cursed back and forth at each other, no holds barred.


    After a while, I sat down on the ground, catching my breath and said, "I''m done wasting words with you. Let''s make a deal, how about it?"


    "A deal? Looking at your divine sense, you''re nothing but a Marquis, and you want to make a deal with me?" The voice from below sounded mocking.


    My eyes rolled, and I smirked: "So what realm are you then?"


    "What realm I''m in is beyond what you can understand." The other party replied coldly.


    I chuckled, "What realm could you possibly be? If you were that strong, would you be locked up in here?"


    The other party didn''t answer me, and everything went quiet again.


    I thought for a moment, then scoffed, "You wouldn''t just be a Marquis, would you?"


    The other party still didn''t respond.


    I got up while muttering, "Some broken Marquis, wasting my time. I thought you were something special, not even as good as me..."


    Hearing this, the other party couldn''t help but say, "A Marquis? Martial Saints aren''t even worth mentioning in my eyes!"