"You, honestly... What am I supposed to do with you?" If she hadn't experienced that life that had reached perfection...
Leng Yaozhu felt that she should be furious right now, and insist on bringing her younger sister back herself, no matter what. Only then should she deal with that cult.
But now, hearing her younger sister say those things, all she felt was heartache and helplessness.
"What exactly is your situation now?"
After calming the turmoil in her heart, Leng Yaozhu composed herself and asked.
"Blah, blah, blah. In the end, my Soul Power is already at rank 97, and I've even become one of the Holy Spirit Cult's Four Dark Heavenly Kings."
After giving a concise account of her years of experiences, Leng Yulai added one last thing.
"The Four Dark Heavenly Kings." Leng Yaozhu murmured, her eyes flickering as she pondered for a moment. Then she said, "Don't stay at that base for now. Find an excuse to leave. With Finality there, come straight to the Spirit Pagoda and find me."
"We'll make all the arrangements after the two of us have met."
Calmly laying out a plan, Leng Yaozhu then discussed some of the details with Leng Yulai.
Their conversation only came to a temporary end when night had deepened!
Meanwhile, within Douluo Planet's planar space.
"...Hahaha! It's finally almost over! You wretched thing, still struggling on the brink of death—you—!?"
His boisterous words rumbled like thunder, brimming with delight, but halfway through, they abruptly cut off as if someone had grabbed him by the throat.
Tang Hao's expression stiffened. At the same time, the Plane Spirit in the distance, which he and Ah Yin had nearly worn down until she lost consciousness, suddenly began to glow!
It was as though a treasure, its chest wide open and about to fall right into their hands, had suddenly been covered by a protective layer.
The Plane Spirit, glowing once more, had not only recovered her initial vitality, but had also gained an inexplicable layer of protection!
"...Ming Yue."
A barely audible murmur sounded. A beam of light flashed, and the Plane Spirit, restored to perfect condition, lay motionless as if she had fallen asleep.
"A Hao, what's...?" Ah Yin clutched her head, trying to shake the hazy fragments of memory—no more than scattered words—from her mind.
Forcing herself to focus, she was just about to intensify her assault when she saw the strange scene before her.
"...I don't know either." Ah Yin wasn't the only one bewildered. Even Tang Hao was completely baffled.
The other half of their plan was on the verge of succeeding, but after a soul-piercing pain, the Plane Spirit they'd been about to capture had become like this...
"...Should we ask Xiao San?" The hazy fragments of memory in Ah Yin's mind were growing clearer.
She had no choice but to press a hand against her brow as she spoke.
Beside her, Tang Hao was already feeling so miserable that he was questioning his whole existence. Naturally, he had no attention to spare for her.
He responded to Ah Yin as divine power surged around him, then closed his eyes and sat down cross-legged on his own.
Time always flowed by like water, passing without anyone noticing.
And so, after a whole month of carefully planned resource use and coordinated cultivation, Su Mingyue had undergone a complete transformation.
He still couldn't compare to himself in the Simulation, but against an ordinary Soul Master—or even one with three rings—he could now defeat his opponent in a single blow.
"Mmm... They really weren't kidding when they said there was no time in cultivation. In the blink of an eye, it's time to awaken my Martial Soul."
He stretched, rose from his cushion, and tapped Void Archives, which floated nearby.
"Have you run out of resources again?" With a flash of golden light, Xiao Ya appeared before him with a pile of new resources.
"No, it's not that." Smiling at Xiao Ya, Su Mingyue reached out and poked her cheek.
"I seem to remember telling you to remind me that today was the day, didn't I?"
"Today...?" Xiao Ya pondered for a few seconds, as if she'd been on standby, then quickly remembered that today was the day of the Spirit Pagoda's Martial Soul Awakening.
A blush rose involuntarily on her little face. As something like the "spirit" of Void Archives, making such a careless mistake was simply unbelievable.
"Hehehe. I guess now that you have human emotions, even you, Xiao Ya, subconsciously start prioritizing things."
Su Mingyue chuckled for no apparent reason, feeling happier than ever.
After all, compared with the Archbishop and his Void Archives, which had a love-hate relationship, his own Xiao Ya was obviously much more thoughtful!
"Enough. Don't dwell on a little slipup. I'm going to wash up. No peeking, okay~"
He leaned close and teased her, then strode toward the bathroom with a hearty laugh.
"Who would want to peek at you?!" Xiao Ya finally came to her senses and loudly retorted.
For a moment, she fell silent as she looked toward the bathroom, unconsciously touching the little cheek Su Mingyue had poked.
She unconsciously made a fist and shook it toward the bathroom, then picked up the resources and returned to Void Archives' Knowledge Space.
In the bathroom, Su Mingyue quickly finished washing up and went to the wardrobe.
After picking out a simple outfit, he ran a hand through his shoulder-length black hair.
"I'd better tie it up. I've been used to that hairstyle for years, after all."
He examined himself in the mirror for a moment, then tied his hair with a ribbon and draped it over his left shoulder.
Finally, he adjusted the fringe in front, where a strand of silver hair had been dyed in, and blinked his golden eyes with satisfaction.
"Just as expected of me. I may be a little behind all the handsome guys here, but I could still charm thousands upon thousands of girls without any problem."
After praising himself, he left his room, went downstairs, opened the front door, and headed toward the Spirit Pagoda in the city.
Speaking of the Spirit Pagoda, in every city in the Federation, it was considered a landmark building.
After all, it awakened people's Martial Souls for free while also providing Soul Spirits and all kinds of resources Soul Masters needed to advance.
In a sense, its status had long surpassed that of the Spirit Hall, which had once stood across the continent.
At that moment, outside the Spirit Pagoda.
"Dad, what do you think my Martial Soul will be? And I'll definitely have Soul Power too, right?"
A cute little boy with beautiful, wide eyes spoke with excitement.
He shook the arm of the refined, middle-aged man standing beside him.
"Dad doesn't know. It depends on luck. But you should know that no matter what the result is, Dad will always love you."
Perhaps infected by the little boy's excitement, the man replied gently, then crouched down and ruffled the boy's hair.
"Next, Tang Wulin!"
Just as the little boy was about to say something else, a call from inside the Spirit Pagoda made him excitedly pump his fist.
"Wow! They called me! Dad, I'm going in!"
"All right, all right. Remember, don't be nervous, Tangtang~"
The man waved at the little boy's excited retreating figure, his tone still gentle.
Meanwhile, Su Mingyue, who had witnessed the entire exchange, felt conflicted.
He was just starting to awaken his Martial Soul, and it was Tang Wulin!
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