A potent tonic

[Judging by the auras he sensed, Di Tian identified Ah Yin as a Soul Beast. Although you carried a human aura, the Soul Beast aura on you was stronger.]

[To Di Tian, this was a case of family failing to recognize family and fighting among themselves.]

[When Di Tian offered to take you to the Lake of Life, you told him there was no need. Wind swept your group along, covering in a little over ten minutes the distance that had taken Di Tian over ten years to travel.]

[In the core area of the Lake of Life, Di Tian stood in midair, still somewhat dazed. Fast. Far too fast, he thought.]

[After Su Yiner arrived in the core area of the Lake of Life, she quickly attracted vast amounts of life energy, even while floating in midair, carried by the wind.]

[The life energy poured into Su Yiner, making her feel comfortable and warm, as though she were soaking in a hot spring.]

[You and Ah Yin were examining the Lake of Life when the sky and earth suddenly changed color. An overwhelming pressure swept across the area, and an enormous silver dragon's head emerged from beneath the lake.]

[The Silver Dragon King let out a piercing roar. Before Di Tian could say anything, before you or Ah Yin could react, she swallowed Su Yiner in one gulp, as though consuming some potent tonic.]

[The taut string in your mind snapped. Dead. She was truly dead. Through your senses, Su Yiner was utterly, undeniably dead. The connection between your bloodlines could not lie.]

[Ah Yin stared blankly at the scene. Her eyes reddened in an instant, and she could not understand why this had happened.]

[Di Tian was initially puzzled by what he saw, but then seemed to realize something and immediately distanced himself from you and Ah Yin.]

["Heh, heh, heh—" You laughed coldly, your emerald eyes bloodshot. You held nothing back. In the blink of an eye, Di Tian burst apart from the inside out, while you sent Ah Yin a thousand miles away.]

["Silver Dragon King! What do you take life for?!" you roared. Vortices of wind rushed toward you from every direction. All the wind, all the air, surged toward you.]

[The Silver Dragon King, who was digesting Su Yiner, her potent tonic, regarded this with contempt. Mere wind element wielded by a human—how could it possibly compare to her, a master of the elements?]

[When the Silver Dragon King tried to strip you of your control over the wind element, she discovered, to her astonishment, that the wind would not obey her at all.]

[Looking at the Silver Dragon King, you burned through everything you had and unleashed the strongest attack of your life.]

[Thousands upon thousands of tornadoes compressed and fused together, finally forming an almost invisible thread in your hand. You could not even see how it shot out. All you knew was that, when your vision returned to normal, a tiny, tiny bloody hole had appeared on the Silver Dragon King's body.]

[The gulf between humans and gods was impossible to cross, no matter how powerful you were. Even with the Silver Dragon King grievously injured, you could only leave an insignificant wound on her body.]

[You died.]

[Simulation ended. Available rewards: 1. All aspects of a level 99 Limit Douluo's cultivation + Soul Bones 2. Simulation memory inheritance 3. Foundation +213%]

"That goddamn Silver Dragon King! If I don't kill you in the next Simulation, I'll write my name, Su Ming, backward!"

But Su Ming hesitated as he looked at options one and three. A Limit Douluo's cultivation was certainly tempting, yet he still felt that the foundation boost would benefit him more. The stronger he became, the more foundation he could gain. Besides, this was over two hundred points of foundation.

Su Ming could not decide, but thinking about what Su Wu could do after Martial Soul Evolution, he felt that spending another stretch as a genius would not be bad. His next Martial Soul Evolution would probably require a huge amount of foundation anyway. Choosing foundation first and cultivation next time seemed like a good plan.

"Tsk, this really is a tough choice, huh?" Su Ming grumbled. After weighing the matter from several angles, he felt he should still choose foundation. A solid foundation would let him develop better.

After Su Ming chose foundation, his vision went black, and he passed out on his bed.

Su Wu in the Simulation and Su Ming in reality differed in physique and every other respect, so their Martial Soul Evolution also differed to some extent.

While Su Ming was still undergoing Martial Soul Evolution, Ah Yin, who was still only a hundred-year-old Blue Silver Grass plant, gently swayed inside a cave behind a waterfall in Holy Soul Village. Sorting through the scattered memories in her mind, she felt as though she had just experienced an incredibly long dream. Everything in it had felt so real.

Ah Yin swayed gently. She did not know what was happening to her. Had everything in that dream been real?

Ah Yin could not be sure, but she could not quite describe how she felt about the family in her dream, either. At the very least, she had never experienced that feeling with Tang Hao.

Su Ming's Martial Soul Evolution took a very, very long time—nearly half a month. Had he not undergone it in his own home, he probably would have been mistaken for a corpse and dumped in a mass grave.

When Su Ming finally opened his eyes, his head was still a little fuzzy. His body was not particularly weak, but a sense of emptiness rose from deep within him. It was not especially strong, nowhere near Su Wu's exaggerated condition in the Simulation.

Su Ming felt as though he had grown sick of gaming after playing for three days and nights straight.

"Whew—what a strange feeling. No wonder I went so long without eating in the Simulation. Turns out, after Martial Soul Evolution, I can damn well produce everything I need myself."

There was no misunderstanding to be had: by producing everything he needed himself, Su Ming meant that he could feed directly on the air and wind.

"Let's have a look at my new Soul Ring!" Su Ming could hardly wait to see his pale cyan Soul Ring.

A light cyan Soul Ring appeared. It was not the pale cyan of the Simulation, and it even looked somewhat illusory and insubstantial. Honestly, looking at that pale cyan ring, Su Ming felt as though he were wearing a green hat. Surely he would not end up getting cheated on someday?

Su Ming thought it over and decided that, with his current strength, he ought to go rid the people of a menace.

His first target was naturally the dean of Nuoding Academy. Su Ming only hoped that no one had gotten hurt because of him yet. That would be best.

A gentle breeze blew past, and Su Ming's figure faded away. He was still a little clumsy with his new ability, but practice would fix that.

At the dean's office in Nuoding Academy, Su Ming drifted in through the window as a gentle breeze. The moment he arrived, he caught the dean preying on a little girl.

"Fuck, drop dead!" Su Ming cursed. He did not attack directly, however. Instead, he quietly stirred the wind, using it to restrain the dean of Nuoding Academy. Then he manipulated it to block the dean's throat until the man suffocated to death.

The girl who had been about to suffer at his hands looked at the dean of Nuoding Academy lying lifeless on the floor, screamed, and fled.