Soul Splitting and Gu Raising

While the chat was lively, Wang Dong'er was the only one left puzzled. Her mind raced, but she couldn't figure it out. In the end, she turned her attention to the Group Chat.

[Dong'er is Not a Girl: I just want to know why there was a girl who looked exactly like me at 7:21!]

[Xiao Who Plays the Flute: ?]

[Xiao Who Plays the Flute: Wow, Wang Dong, do you have a twin sister or younger sister?]

[Revenge Girl: Really? I'll go take a look.]

After that reminder, everyone's curiosity was piqued. They scrolled back to check. It had only been an ordinary scene that flashed by, and none of the gossip lovers had paid it any attention.

Watching the Group Chat unfold, Chu Mo was already laughing to himself. That's right, he'd done it on purpose. Otherwise, how would he start the next topic?

He'd already thought up an explanation for the other person's situation. All he had to do was wait for someone to ask. As long as the Group Chat got lively, he could drop another bombshell. Today, he had to increase the Group Chat's experience bar by two-thirds.

For a faction to make a name for itself, it absolutely needed a hook. He'd thought about it on the way here, too.

He could sell the pills Xiao Lu refined, but that wasn't enough. Even if they worked well, if people bought them in large quantities, they'd only think of him as a pill sect. That wouldn't do.

He had to become well-rounded and excel in every area. The rules and facilities needed to keep up, too. People could change, and there were plenty who acted one way to your face and another behind your back. So how could he make sure they wouldn't betray him?

He'd need the Group Chat to help him get some kind of truth-seeking or oath-bound treasures.

After giving his plans a little thought, the Group Chat turned back to the news.

[Xiao Who Plays the Flute: Oh my gosh, she really does!]

[Revenge Girl: I see it. They really do look like they were cut from the same mold. Twins.]

[Grilled Fish Girl: They are both really pretty.]

[Dong'er is Not a Girl: B-but I don't have an older or younger sister!]

Wang Dong'er's reaction was not much different from Meng Hongchen's. First, a girl had been confessing to her over and over, which had rattled her. Now she'd seen someone who looked just like her, and she was even more at a loss. She was also a little indignant.

[Dong'er is Not a Girl: Is this lousy Group Chat broken? Did it make a mistake?]

Seeing that the mood was right, Chu Mo cleared his throat and made his entrance.

[Chu Mo: Hehe, of course it didn't make a mistake. There are two reasons she looks like you.]

[Dong'er is Not a Girl: There are two reasons? Don't try to fool me. If you dare lie to me, I won't talk to you for a whole month!]

[Xiao Who Plays the Flute: Wang Dong, don't rush. Let's hear what the group owner has to say first.]

[Chu Mo: Hehe, actually, Soul Beasts can freely change their appearance when they transform. There's nothing strange about one looking like a human.]

Seeing this, Wang Dong'er's little face stiffened slightly as she thought it over. A transformed Soul Beast?

[Revenge Girl: If they can change their appearance, why not just make themselves look like Wang Dong? Why is there a second reason?]

[Chu Mo: Hehe, the second reason is that the other person has a fragment of your soul.]

[Dong'er is Not a Girl: ? Am I incomplete?]

[Cat Who Controls Speed: A soul?]

[Revenge Girl: There's more to this?]

[Xiao Who Plays the Flute: Uh, why?]

The most shocked of them all was Zhu Zhuqing. Who was Tang Wutong?

A God King's child, doted on from the moment she was born.

Even God King of Destruction, who was at odds with Tang San and the others, cared for Tang Wutong, since he had no children of his own.

And now someone was saying that, under the care of so many gods and God Kings, she was missing a fragment of her soul? Who would believe that?

"Zhuqing, what's wrong?"

Seeing her expression, Xiao Wu could tell she was agitated. She knew something must have happened again, so she hurriedly asked.

Zhu Zhuqing paused. Tang Wutong's mother was right here. Couldn't she just ask her?

"Um, Xiao Wu..."

Would she get shocked again?

She'd just opened her mouth to speak when inspiration struck and she remembered what had happened not long ago. She closed her mouth again.

They were good friends, and it was perfectly normal to look at each other. But getting their clothes ruined by a shock would be embarrassing.

Xiao Wu was baffled by her odd behavior. She tilted her head and asked,

"What is it?"

Zhu Zhuqing pressed her red lips together, then shook her head and changed the subject.

"It's nothing. I was just thinking about what we went through before, and feeling a little sentimental."

At the mention of the past, Xiao Wu started reminiscing. She lay down on the bed and gazed at the ceiling of her bedroom.

"Yeah. Back then, we used to fool around together and take part in Soul Fighting and Soul Master competitions. We were happy every day."

Seeing that the subject had been changed, Zhu Zhuqing immediately relaxed and asked with a smile,

"Hehe, aren't you happy now?"

"It's not that. It's just that Third Brother has been acting strange lately and keeps avoiding me. And recently, I dream about Xiao Qi every day."

Xiao Wu shook her head. Her pink hair spread across the bed, and a trace of affection showed on her face.

Of course she was worried about her daughter not being by her side. What if she came back one day with some blond boy? What would she do?

"Hehe."

Hearing that, Zhu Zhuqing covered her mouth. She quietly listened, but her gaze fell on the Group Chat.

[Chu Mo: Do you know where Yaya's Demon Puppet came from?]

[Dong'er is Not a Girl: If you can say it, say it. If you can't, get out. Why are you being so cryptic?]

In the Freshman Dormitory, Wang Dong'er had no time to wash up or change her clothes. She sat quietly on her bed, waiting for a message in the Group Chat. Then this one arrived.

Her temper flared instantly!

This was about something important to her, and Chu Mo was still being cryptic, asking questions instead of giving an answer. She snapped at him immediately.

[Chu Mo: All right, all right.]

[Chu Mo: It actually came from a cultivation world. Cultivation worlds produce all kinds of techniques, and one of them is called the Soul Splitting and Gu Raising Technique.]

[Chu Mo: It separates the three souls and seven spirits, letting each cultivate on its own. Then the main body devours the other two and becomes stronger.]

[Ice Frog is Stronger than Poison Frog: A cultivation world? There are other worlds?]

[Dong'er is Not a Girl: So what? How does that prove the other person has a fragment of my soul?]

Wang Dong'er hadn't figured it out, but the other people watching had already guessed what Chu Mo meant.

[Revenge Girl: So Wang Dong'er cultivated a similar technique and split into three bodies too?]

[Xiao Who Plays the Flute: Then why doesn't Wang Dong know she cultivated it?]

[Grilled Fish Girl: Could Wang Dong be...]

[Chu Mo: That's right. Wang Dong'er is only one of the main body's clones, nothing more than nourishment for it.]

[Dong'er is Not a Girl: How is that possible!]

The message struck Wang Dong'er like a bolt from the blue, hitting her right in the heart. All she could hear was her heart beating heavily in her ears.

Her eyes instantly reddened. A tear slipped from the corner of her eye, ran down her cheek to her chin, and fell onto her arm.

"Wang Dong, Wang Dong, are you all right?"

Huo Yu'er had been changing her clothes. Seeing Wang Dong'er's condition, she realized something was wrong and hurried over, adjusting her clothes as she went.

"I-I'm fine."

Wang Dong'er wiped her eyes and spoke through a sob.

How did that look anything like being fine? Huo Yu'er sighed inwardly. It was all her fault for saying too much. Otherwise, things wouldn't have ended up like this.