Du Bushi: Why Hang Themselves from One Crooked Tree? What About the Other Secret Methods?!
Upon hearing this, Tang San's expression changed drastically.
He tried to back away, but found that his feet were pinned to the spot by an invisible force.
Bo Saixi's Soul Power, like a massive pressure from the deep sea, squeezed in from all directions, crushing his protective Soul Power, his bones, and his flesh bit by bit.
"Senior...! Why...!"
Tang San opened his mouth as if to say something, but blood gushed from his throat first.
Blue Silver Grass burst forth from his body, trying to entangle him and save itself, but it broke apart inch by inch upon contact with that pressure, turning into countless fragments.
Bo Saixi simply stood there, her scepter planted on the ground, her sea-blue eyes devoid of any warmth. That compassionate face had been completely torn away; now standing before Tang San was a woman who had waited for Tang Chen for half her life.
Instead, she was met by Tang San, who had poisoned Tang Chen.
The pressure increased sharply.
Tang San's knees shattered, and he collapsed to his knees. Then came his spine, his ribs, and his limbs. His body was compressed inch by inch.
His joints dislocated, and his bones were ground to dust.
He couldn't even scream; all the air had been squeezed out of his lungs.
In the end, only a clump remained in Holy Pillar Platform.
This is Tang San's compressed file.
The Divine Realm, the Sea God Temple.
Poseidon, the Sea God, frowned slightly upon seeing this. He remained silent for a moment, then subtly snapped his fingers.
On Sea God Island, a pale blue ripple spread through the air in front of the Holy Pillar Platform. Tang San's body reformed, and the Sea God mark on his forehead glowed briefly before disappearing again.
The Sea God's Nine Trials are not yet over, and Sea God Island is his testing ground. If he makes a slight exception here, the Divine Realm will turn a blind eye.
His power on Sea God Island is comparable to that of Tang San in the Qiankun Asking Love Valley!
Tang San knelt on the ground, panting heavily. His bones seemed to have been reassembled, and every joint was groaning.
Before he could even figure out what had happened, and while he was still recalling the content of his Divine Examination, he felt that familiar pressure descend from the sky, heavier and more intense than the last time.
"I..." Tang San uttered only one word before blood surged up again.
Tang San is dead again...
Poseidon continued the process, treating it as a way to pass the time, and watched to see when Tang San would climb to the edge of Sea God Island.
Bo Saixi, adhering to the idea that "it's better to share happiness than to enjoy it alone," did not take all the kills for herself. The Seven Sacred Pillars and others took turns, with Xiao Bai following closely behind.
In the blink of an eye, Tang San had died countless times and was crawling at a snail's pace toward the Sea God Island.
Three days later, Tang San, from Twenty Thousand Years Ago, was still struggling between life and death.
However, the companions who could help him pass the test have already been sent by the Sea God to various small islands Sea God Island.
At this moment, Yin Hongye and the others had already arrived in Heaven Dou City.
A group of people strolled in leisurely, as if they were tourists.
Di Qiuer held a cup of milk tea in her hand, the straw in her mouth, her cheeks bulging. Na'er walked beside her, carrying a bag of freshly cooked chicken cartilage, popping a piece into her mouth every now and then, her silver hair swaying with her steps.
Yuanen Yehui walked behind, his arms behind his back, his eyes taking in the bustling street scene of Heaven Dou City.
They made their way through the bustling streets and alleys, heading straight for the newly built Blacksmith Association in Heaven Dou City.
The association's entrance was unusually lively today, with the hall packed with young blacksmiths attending the lectures.
The news that Zhen Hua would be giving a public lecture today spread early in the morning, and the seats downstairs were all snapped up, with people even standing in the aisles.
Yin Hongye and her group went straight to the second floor, looking down at the lecture hall below.
Zhen Hua was standing behind the central Forging Platform, giving a lecture.
On the second-floor corridor, two people walked towards them from one end and the other.
Mu Ye was still the same as always, wearing a white chef's uniform with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, and his face had a rustic look.
Behind him followed a man who was unusually muscular, with shoulders as broad as a wall.
It was A Ruheng, Mu Ye's apprentice.
He had a kind and gentle smile on his face, and when he saw Yin Hongye, he grinned, revealing two rows of white teeth.
"Is this the Red Lotus Douluo?" A Ruheng scratched the back of his head, his voice deep and resonant. "I heard you caused a huge disturbance in Tianhai again, half a city collapsed."
"Rumors." Yin Hongye remained unfazed. "Mingdu the work of Evil Soul Master."
His gaze returned to Mu Ye, and he said, "This is the one from the Body Sect who has mastered the Innate Secret Method in this generation, the next Body Douluo."
Mu Ye nodded. "He is the most promising candidate in the past four hundred years of our Body Sect to master the Body Sect's Innate Secret Method."
"Innate Secret Method? What are those?" Qian Renxue asked in confusion.
"I don't know. But the only thing I do know is that this secret method is extremely powerful, requiring the body to be soaked in countless rare and precious medicinal herbs. This soaking begins after birth and continues for ten years."
Yin Hongye didn't know the specific formula for the Innate Secret Method, but she did know about the others.
"This... must have cost a lot of money," Qian Renxue said in surprise.
Mu Ye shook his head and said, "Indeed, the Innate Secret Technique is not only painful, but also extremely costly. Even the Body Sect finds it very difficult to endure. It takes almost a hundred years to gather enough rare and precious materials to perform the Innate Secret Technique. And if the infant undergoing the technique cannot withstand it physically, or if the willpower is insufficient, then the technique will fail. The child practicing the technique will die, and all the spiritual medicine will be wasted."
"This is also one of the reasons for the decline of the Body Sect over the years!"
Beyond the Heavenly Screen, during the era of the Unrivaled Tang Clan, Star Luo City.
Du Busi stood in a desolate forest, with a pile of newly drawn tunnel excavation plans at his feet.
He looked up at Mu Ye's mouth on the Heavenly Screen, which was opening and closing as he spoke of "Innate Secret Method." His expression grew increasingly grim, and finally he slammed his fist into the tree trunk beside him, causing the tree to crash to the ground.
"Why is everyone practicing this secret technique! What about the other secret techniques of my Body Sect! Are they all gone?!" Du Busi roared, startling a flock of birds in the forest. "The inheritance of my Body Sect doesn't require mastery of this Innate Secret Method! Why are those brats so fixated on this one path ten thousand years from now—accumulating power only once every hundred years? Are these people out of their minds?!"
The Golden Body Douluo stood behind him, wiping away the wood chips splattered on his face, and said as calmly as possible, "Sect Master, calm down. Heavenly Screen was talking about things ten thousand years from now; we haven't reached that point yet."
"I can't calm down at all." Du Busi turned around, pointing at the Heavenly Screen, his fingers trembling. "The mighty Body Sect, after ten thousand years, has fallen to the point of relying on a single secret technique to maintain its facade, and it's only getting worse with each practice—can't they research something else? Can't they practice something else? Can't they pick up the other inheritances of my Body Sect? Why are they hanging themselves on a crooked tree!"
"Sect Master, there must be something we don't know. They'll explain later, and we can be prepared. They won't hear you even if you curse them." The Golden Body Douluo sighed, stomping on the tunnel map as he spoke. "Besides, you're so angry now, are you even going to dig the tunnel later?"
Du Busi stared at him for two seconds, then looked up at the Heavenly Screen, and finally angrily flicked his sleeve. "Dig! After we're done digging, we'll go steal the 100,000-year-old embryo!"
In fact, these people had no idea that Emperor Xu Jiawei of Star Luo Emperor was the one under the most pressure, because he didn't have a 100,000-year-old embryo at all.
Although the Snow Empress failed to condense her Soul Core, she did not take human form and remained in the Far North.
In the Heavenly Screen, Mu Ye had already invited Yin Hongye and the others into the small kitchen, where they were about to discuss someone—our Prison Huo.
He has gained another close friend with whom he can confide his innermost thoughts.