Tang San's Reincarnation Technique

Meanwhile, the culprit had already fallen asleep in a luxurious dormitory.

"~"

Since cultivation could now be extracted, what was being drawn out was strength, though it was incredibly, incredibly slow.

The extracted cultivation would be compressed and stored in a jar.

After confirming that, she went straight to sleep. There was nothing much to talk about.

However, the others who had their blood and cultivation drained were in for a miserable time.

The one suffering the most—and able to feel his cultivation slipping away most clearly—was Tang San in the God Realm.

Not even a full day had passed in the God Realm.

"Xiao Wu, you don't need to worry. Go back and rest already."

Tang San waved her away, trying to prevent her from asking about Wang Dong'er again. He had lost Wang Dong'er and could not find her.

No matter what, if she asked, it would be awkward, so he hurried Xiao Wu away.

Xiao Wu did not think much of it. After repeatedly confirming everything, she took the initiative to leave and ponder things on her own.

The moment Xiao Wu left, Tang San felt himself bleeding again. He had thought it was over for the day, but who would have expected it to start again?

"Ah, will this ever end?"

Tang San was nearly driven mad. He slammed his fist heavily against the table. Fortunately, before smashing things and screaming, he activated a soundproof domain so nothing carried outside.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Tang San vented all the pent-up emotions of the day, kicking fiercely with his legs. The decorations around him, tables, stools, and chairs were all kicked to pieces.

He completely disregarded the image he maintained before others.

He vented for a long, long time...

Tang San closed his eyes and examined his