Seeing the Ice Empress, who was wrapped up tightly in her outer coat and looked highly vigilant, Kong Mingan became interested and countered, "Besides Dual Cultivation, what else do you think we would do alone in a room?"
The Ice Empress opened her mouth but couldn't utter a single word, momentarily speechless. Indeed, setting aside cultivation, it seemed there really wasn't anything else urgent to do right now. But, continue cultivating?
Thinking of the feeling that she was about to fall apart over the last few days, if she continued...
She would break, right? She definitely would break!
However, that feeling of her spirit power rapidly increasing just by lying down, and her life Origin essence rejoicing, was genuinely comfortable... Should she just give in?
The Ice Empress fell into a strange internal struggle. However, this slight hesitation didn't last long before she felt one of her cheeks being gently pinched, followed by a voice whispering in her ear, "I was joking."
The Ice Empress blinked, looking utterly bewildered: "???"
Kong Mingan slowly explained, "While Dual Cultivation is good, excess is as bad as deficiency; moderation is required. Although your Physique is not weak, you still need to take breaks occasionally to let your body rest."
The Ice Empress suddenly understood. She immediately suppressed the slight feeling of disappointment that had bubbled up in her heart. Collecting herself, she asked, "Then what should we do during this time?"
Kong Mingan did not answer directly. Instead, he raised his hand, a faint glow appearing on his fingertip, and lightly touched the center of the Ice Empress's brows. Instantly, a clear stream of information surged into her consciousness. The Ice Empress closed her eyes slightly to absorb it, then opened them, a spark of interest flashing in her gaze: "Player Project?"
At Shrek Academy, in the Advanced ward area, Tang San was abruptly awakened from his stupor by a burst of intense pain, opening his eyes. Immediately afterward, a gentle voice sounded beside his ear: "You're awake? The surgery was successful."
Tang San was startled. He struggled to turn his neck to look beside the bed, finding that the speaker was a smiling middle-aged man, Du Wei Lun, the director of their Martial Soul Department.
Tang San opened his mouth, trying to speak, but a searing, agonizing pain suddenly struck his lower body, instantly twisting his expression and causing cold sweat to pour down. Seeing this, Du Wei Lun quickly explained, "This is a normal post-operative reaction; the anesthetic has worn off. Your right leg was broken during the competition, but using the Merchant Guild's special technology, we have reshaped the leg tissue for you. However, nerve reconnection still requires time to adapt, so you will experience relatively strong pain during this period."
Hearing this, Tang San felt a trace of understanding amidst his daze. Just as he was about to ask for specifics, he suddenly realized that the unbearable pain didn't seem to be coming solely from his leg!
Instinctively, Tang San reached down to grope, and then... Tang San's movements froze completely, his pupils suddenly contracting!
"It's... gone..." Tang San's voice trembled, filled with an unbelievable sense of panic. Du Wei Lun watched him silently from the side, his eyes showing sympathy and a hint of awkwardness. He didn't know how to comfort Tang San. The injury came from Tang Ya's Blue Silver Overlord Spear, which not only severed Tang San's leg at the thigh but also used the attached spirit power to crush the adjacent tissue.
In such circumstances, even he would likely find it hard to accept. Tang San's eyes instantly lost focus, becoming hollow and vacant. He only muttered repeatedly in a low voice: "It's gone, I'm gone, gone, everything is gone..."
He suddenly raised his head, staring intensely at Du Wei Lun. That pure killing intent manifested once again, bringing an inexplicable pressure upon Du Wei Lun. Du Wei Lun frowned slightly, instinctively becoming wary, but he patiently began to explain: "Because your Physique is rather unique, the vitality at the wound was unusually vigorous, and some tissues healed themselves without guidance. However, perhaps due to the influence of the killing intent you possess, the method of healing resulted in severe deformation and misalignment. To prevent more severe negative effects on your entire spirit power circulation and bodily functions, the doctors had to perform an excision surgery. You... uh, that part, was also cut off."
As if struck by five thunderbolts, Tang San completely froze, his mind blank.
He, was gone?!
An indescribable, extreme hatred, like a venomous snake, frantically sprouted from the deepest part of his heart. Almost instantly, this hatred targeted Tang Ya, the culprit responsible for all of this. However, the moment this resentment peaked, as if triggering a hidden switch, another figure uncontrollably surfaced in his mindthat was himself.
Or rather, his main body residing in the God Realm, Tang San!
Why?!
Why didn't his main body in the God Realm help him?!
His main body was clearly capable of interfering with the Lower Realm to some extent, so why did he stand idly by when he suffered such humiliation and heavy damage?!
In an instant, immense doubt and unwillingness filled the heart of Lower Realm Tang San. Immediately, several "thoughts" naturally surged from his mind, resolving his confusion instantly: his main body had ulterior motives for him!
Yes! That's right! That's exactly it!
His main body wasn't cultivating a Legacy successor at all, but rather cultivating a disposable tool!
Otherwise, why was the reward for the Sea Gods Divine Trial the divine force of the Asura God? Why did he lose control multiple times, dominated by the desire for slaughter? There must be a huge problem here!
Lower Realm Tang San's mind raced at an unprecedented speed. As the Clone of his main body in the God Realm, Lower Realm Tang San could easily think in the same manner as his God Realm body. Furthermore, driven by the continuous stream of thoughts surging in his mind, Lower Realm Tang San gradually realized everything!
That wasn't the Asura God's divine force... it was the God PositionOrigin, the Asura God Position Origin!
God Realm Tang San intended to use him as a temporary vessel, a tool to bear the Asura God Position Origin and help his main body share the pressure!
Upon realizing this, Lower Realm Tang San immediately frowned, and an indescribable sense of urgency welled up. He absolutely could not sit still and wait for death; he had to change things!
But how should he change them?
Lower Realm Tang San desperately pondered. Immediately, thoughts surged forth again, and a bold and insane plan clearly took shape in his mind. Right, since his main body gave him the Asura God Position Origin, why not turn the tables?
He should just seize it!
As long as he could seize enough God PositionOrigin before his main body reacted, he could also control the Asura God's god seat!
And if he succeeded, all problems would be solved easily! Why should his main body be able to stand high above and control everything?
Why couldn't he, this Clone, replace him?!
Whoever is stronger is the true main body!
Main body... I will replace everything about you!
More similar thoughts surged like a tide in the mind of Lower Realm Tang San, continuously solidifying and strengthening this idea. This was a long-term project. As time passed, this thought would eventually become deeply anchored in the depths of Lower Realm Tang San's consciousness, gradually transforming into an almost instinctive obsession. Hmm... this was perfectly reasonable.
(End of Chapter)
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