Chapter 180 Pursuit
"Hmm, Tang Hao stopped?" Wu Ling put down her teacup and asked again.
"Yes, Master, Tang Hao has been stopped for one day and eight hours, and it's confirmed that he wasn't resting. I've already scouted the surrounding environment and also discovered the Blue Silver Grassland about ten kilometers away from Tang Hao." Hundred Personas, kneeling on one knee in front of Wu Ling, replied.
Wu Ling picked up a piece of mung bean cake from the table and stuffed it into his mouth. Then, he directly contacted Hundred Personas to obtain the location of her clone, who was far away in the Star Dou Great Forest.
"How could Tang Hao have the strength to run this far? Could he have some hidden trump card?" Wu Ling took a sip of tea, speculating in his heart. But after thinking it over, he realized that all the abilities of Spirit Master were based on Soul Power, and with Tang Hao's current physical condition and Soul Power, he shouldn't be able to walk this fast.
Unable to figure it out, Wu Ling asked directly, "Have you observed how Tang Hao runs so fast? Does he have some trump card or a gang?"
Hundred Personas hesitated for a moment, but finally revealed the reason. "It's the Spirit Tool that you invented, Master, that thing called the Soul Guidance Vehicle."
"... Good heavens, the gang was actually me!" A look of surprise flashed across Wu Ling's face. He never expected that Tang Hao would use something he invented to escape his pursuit.
However, Wu Ling thought about it again and realized it made sense. With the Spirit Hall releasing such a big move Spirit Tool, Tang Hao, who was hostile to the Spirit Hall, would definitely find time to get some and study them, or even steal one when no one was looking. With his strength, he could easily do that. Moreover, the Spirit Hall wouldn't deliberately restrict Spirit Tool like Soul Guidance Vehicle, which are not offensive.
Moreover, with the Soul Guidance Vehicle, if Tang Hao steals a few Soul Power Block or stores his own Soul Power in it beforehand, it is indeed possible for him to travel such a long distance in a day and a half.
"It's been three days. My Soul Power and the God-Slaying Spear have both recovered. It's time to stretch my muscles and bones." Wu Ling said, putting down his teacup, standing up and stretching.
The battle three days ago affected Wu Ling more than Tang Hao did to him, mainly because the God-Slaying Spear consumed too much Soul Power. If it were the Holy Grail War, even a slightly ordinary Master would probably be drained dry just from using it.
This also made Wu Ling, who had never lacked Soul Power, realize for the first time what it meant to be "out of mana." Or rather, it was quite remarkable that Wu Ling, a Soul Saint, hadn't been completely drained of his mana after unleashing that level of attack.
Of course, because of the Spirit Power Circuit, Wu Ling actually restored his Soul Power to full in just one day. The remaining two days were for disassembling the God-Slaying Spear back into the Golden Armor.
After all, Wu Ling didn't want to pull out the God-Slaying Spear as soon as he possessed Karna. It would not only waste his Soul Power but also be a waste. Moreover, Wu Ling could defeat most of the Spirit Master in the world just by relying on the damage reduction of the Golden Armor and the other two Noble Phantasm.
Of course, disassembling the fully formed God-Slaying Spear is also a difficult task, because in Fate/Apocrypha, the God-Slaying Spear is designed to be freed at the cost of permanently losing the Golden Armor, and can only be used once.
Fortunately, the Wu Ling summons a Heroic Spirit that combines various aspects of himself, and in other Fate series, there is indeed an aspect that can restore the Golden Armor.
Finally, the convergence of several factors gave Wu Ling the ability to dismantle the God-Slaying Spear in three days, in addition to the option of resetting his status through suicide.
Therefore, Wu Ling did nothing but cultivate and eat during these three days. He didn't even look for Tang San. He just waited for the Golden Armor to recover. All he did and sought was one word: stability!
"Anyway, it won't make a difference if we beat up the old man first, then we'll beat up the kid." Thinking this, Wu Ling put his hand on Hundred Personas's shoulder.
"... Is there anything else, Master?" After waiting for a while, Hundred Personas asked in a cold tone.
Wu Ling then realized what he had done and awkwardly withdrew his hand. "Ahem, when it comes to clones, I subconsciously thought of you as Xiao Lan and the others. I was even thinking of switching over with you."
As Wu Ling explained, he also checked the direction. "Well then, Hundred Personas, you stay here and keep an eye on Tang San. I'll head straight there. If there are any problems, just contact me through the Throne."
Hundred Personas nodded silently, and then his figure disappeared into the shadows. Wu Ling opened the window, flames shot out from his feet, and he flew into the sky with a bang. Because of his speed, the people in the city did not even have time to react. They only heard a "boom". When they looked out, they could not see clearly because of the sunlight.
As dusk approached, Wu Ling arrived at a valley on the outskirts of the Star Dou Great Forest. To be precise, it was a pool of water with crystal-clear water that looked like a giant sapphire from the sky.
On one side of this valley, there is a waterfall that constantly crashes against the pool, creating a thunderous sound.
Even though Wu Ling was in the sky, he could still feel the refreshing, cool air coming towards him. The moist and cool breeze made Wu Ling feel quite comfortable.
"That Tang Hao guy certainly knows how to enjoy himself."
After carefully sensing the Divinity, Wu Ling confirmed that it was located in a cave in the valley below. He then concealed his aura and withdrew it back into his body without a second thought.
Inside the cave, Tang Hao sat cross-legged beside a Blue Silver Grass, practicing his internal energy to recover. Looking down, his left arm, shoulder, and half of his body were covered in black charcoal. Beneath the charcoal layer, a faint golden-red light shimmered. Each flash of that light caused Tang Hao to break out in a cold sweat from the pain.
"What exactly is that power? Why hasn't it weakened at all after three days?" Tang Hao muttered to himself, his eyes glazed over. In these three days, he had tried everything, but the trace of power in his wound was like a persistent, intractable disease that he couldn't get rid of.
Tang Hao even considered detaching his left arm, but just as he was about to do so, the force of the silk thread began to flow towards his shoulder and body, which frightened Tang Hao so much that he dared not make any further moves.
After all, his left arm was at least supported by the Soul Bone, but if that power entered his body, his heart and various organs would truly be on the verge of breaking at all times.
Suddenly, a familiar Soul Power appeared in Tang Hao's senses. His expression changed drastically. He was about to get up to take his Ah Yin away when, in the next second, a ball of flame rushed into the cave and sent Tang Hao flying.
Tang Hao crashed into the cave wall. The violent impact aggravated his left arm, and a cracking sound came from it.
When he looked over, a Wu Ling, clad in Golden Armor and completely unharmed, appeared beside the Blue Silver Grass.
"Hey, isn't this Clear Sky Douluo? You've gotten so sloppy in just a few days."