Sect Master, Can I Become Your Woman?

Tang An sat cross-legged and activated the Crimson Annihilation Hammer within his Sea of Consciousness.

A dark red, colossal hammer silhouette emerged from between his brows, hovering above the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger and emitting a low, humming drone.

The Crimson Annihilation Hammer's method of devouring was to destroy first, then consume.

It used the power of destruction to crush and incinerate all impurities, remnant souls, and distracting thoughts within the target, leaving behind only the purest essence to be devoured and integrated.

The Dark Demon Evil God Tiger's vast essence surged violently under the force of destruction.

The crimson light of destruction acted like an invisible furnace; the lingering savage bestiality, the imprints of the remnant soul, and the resentful, baleful aura within its bloodline were all reduced to nothingness in the flames of destruction.

The Crimson Annihilation Hammer gave a gentle tremor, drawing that mass of pure essence, along with the Evil God Origin, into its body.

A crimson, hundred-thousand-year spirit ring slowly condensed around the hammer's handle, entwined with the pale golden Sea God Rune and the dark red Evil God Pattern, the two lights reflecting off one another.

The aura of the Crimson Annihilation Hammer underwent a subtle change; the red mist on its body became more condensed, and the aura of destruction gained a hint of the bizarre nature of space-time laws, along with a thread of the Evil God Origin's domineering power.

The bones and meridians of the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger were completely pulverized during the destructive tempering, all turning into pure energy that merged into the essence, leaving behind no spirit bone.

Tang San's silhouette had dimmed significantly, his gaze filled with gratification as he looked at Tang An.

Just as he was about to speak, his expression shifted, and he looked toward a certain direction in the different dimension.

A dark red crack was spreading from that very spot.

A helpless smile tugged at the corners of Tang San's mouth: "Xiao Wu is still as reckless as ever. She's already used one of her three chances."

Tang San looked down at Tang An, his tone becoming more solemn: "Tang An, you must help your sister-in-law change her personality. If she continues with this reckless nature, she will suffer a great loss sooner or later."

Tang San's silhouette began to dissipate gradually: "The rest of the path is yours to walk alone."

As the last ray of golden light vanished, the different dimension lost the support of Tang San's divine power and began to collapse entirely.

The dark red crack was torn wide open. Xiao Wu was still holding her striking posture, but when she saw that Tang An was unharmed, she let out a sigh of relief.

Tears finally welled up in her eyes, and she rushed forward to hug Tang An's waist, her voice choked with sobs: "As long as you're alright, Tang An, your sister-in-law can rest easy!"

She let go and wiped her tears: "Take good care of my main body; I'm about to turn back into a Soft Bone Rabbit."

No sooner had she spoken than Xiao Wu's body rapidly shrank, her dress falling to the ground with a rustle. A palm-sized pink Soft Bone Rabbit crawled out from the pile of clothes, its long ears twitching as it looked up at Tang An with black, beady eyes.

Tang An crouched down, scooped Xiao Wu up, and held her in his arms. The Soft Bone Rabbit nuzzled against his arm, found a comfortable position, curled up, and fell into a deep sleep.

Tang An observed his surroundings and saw that Huo Yuhao was still sitting cross-legged within the pillar of light from the sacrifice, silver light flowing across her forehead; she had reached the final moment of absorption.

Sky Dream Ice Silkworm was guarding her side, and upon seeing Tang An emerge, it jumped up in excitement: "Master, you're alright!"

Tang An chuckled and flicked the forehead of the little girl form Tian Meng had taken: "Who do you think your master is? Of course I'm fine. Could a mere ninety-thousand-year-old evil tiger really eat your master?"

Tian Meng rubbed her forehead, giggled foolishly, and dove back into the Sea of Consciousness to continue helping Huo Yuhao stabilize the sacrificial ritual.

About half an hour later, the silver-white pillar of light finally turned into dots of light that filled the sky, slowly dissipating into the night.

The body of the Nine-Tailed Silver Fox turned completely to ash, leaving only a crimson-gold hundred-thousand-year spirit ring, which hovered steadily above Huo Yuhao's head before slowly merging into her Spirit Eyes martial soul.

Huo Yuhao opened her eyes, a brilliant silver light flashing through them before vanishing.

Her temperament had undergone a subtle change; her already lively eyes were now deeper and more transparent, as if they could see through a person's heart at a single glance.

"How do you feel?" Tang An asked, holding the little rabbit.

Huo Yuhao stood up, carefully sensing the changes within her body, and a look of incredulous joy gradually appeared on her face: "Brother Tang An, I've gained two spirit skills!"

"The first is called Spirit Analysis; it can analyze a target's spirit power attributes, circulation routes, spirit skill weaknesses, and flaws, and can even reverse-engineer how they operate."

"The second is called Spirit Simulation; this spirit skill can use the data obtained from the analysis to construct a complete model of the target within my Sea of Consciousness for simulation!"

A flash of surprise crossed Tang An's eyes; these two spirit skills were core abilities tailor-made for spirit tool masters.

It seems the mechas and battle armors can be brought into the world sooner for me to play with.

"Not bad." Tang An reached out and ruffled Huo Yuhao's hair.

"With these two spirit skills, you will achieve twice the result with half the effort no matter what path you take in the future. This is no place to linger; let's go and meet up with Tang Ya and the others."

With Niu Tian leading the way, the group quickly retreated from the devastated clearing and reunited with Tang Ya and Beibei, who were waiting by the campfire.

Seeing Tang An's white figure from afar, Tang Ya stood up abruptly. Her gaze swept over him several times to confirm he was truly unscathed, and only then did her tense nerves finally relax.

"Sect Master! Yuhao!" Tang Ya hurried over to meet them.

"You've finally returned. What was that aura from the northwest direction earlier? We could feel it even from the camp; our spirit power was so suppressed we couldn't even circulate it."

Tang An said: "We'll talk on the way. Let's leave the Star Dou Forest first and find a place to stay."

The group traveled through the night.

After leaving the Star Dou Forest, the nearest stopping point was a small town to the south, which had a small but clean inn.

Tang An booked the entire row of rooms on the second floor of the inn, and once settled, he called Tang Ya and Huo Yuhao into his room.

"Since you have joined the Tang Sect, you cannot be careless with your cultivation techniques."

Tang An took out two booklets and handed them to the pair: "These are the improved Tang Sect Mysterious Heaven Skill, adjusted specifically for the characteristics of your martial souls."

"Tang Ya, your technique incorporates the circulation method of the dark devouring path, while Yuhao's strengthens the fusion and transformation of spirit power and mental energy. Cultivate diligently; don't bring shame to the Tang Sect."

The two received them solemnly, their eyes filled with emotion.

After the instruction was complete, Huo Yuhao wanted to ask Tang An for advice on how to cultivate spiritual power.

Tang Ya suddenly spoke up, "Yuhao, you should head back to your room first. I still have something to discuss with the Sect Master."

Hearing this, Huo Yuhao could only nod obediently, close the door, and leave.

Tang Ya turned around, her face filled with eagerness, "Sect Master, I still remember the feeling of the martial soul resonance. I want to try that fusion power cultivation again to see the results."

Tang An smiled and nodded, extending his hand.

Tang Ya sat cross-legged opposite Tang An, their palms pressed together as they simultaneously circulated their soul power.

The life essence of the Immortal Scythe and the devouring attribute of the Dark Blue Silver Grass merged once more, instantly igniting that strange resonance.

Tang Ya's soul power began to circulate at an unprecedented speed, increasing in efficiency with every cycle in a way that was visible to the naked eye.

As the cultivation deepened, the night grew heavy.

The exhaustion from Tang Ya's days of traveling finally caught up with her; without realizing it, her body tilted, and she leaned against Tang An, falling into a deep sleep.

Tang An also closed his eyes, circulating the Life-Death Cycle to enter a light meditation.

The morning sunlight spilled into the room through the window lattice.

Tang An opened his eyes, feeling something warm and soft pressed against him.

Tang Ya had long since woken up, yet she maintained an octopus-like posture, hugging his waist with her face buried in his chest, her breathing kept extremely light for fear of disturbing him.

Tang An chuckled, patting her on the lower back, "How long do you intend to keep hugging me?"

Only then did Tang Ya let go and straighten up, two blushes flying across her face.

She glanced down at the large bulge beneath Tang An's robes and her heart skipped a beat.

Tang Ya took a deep breath, the emotions she had been bottling up for so long surging to the surface, "Sect Master, I like you. Can I become yours?"