Lin Tang looked confident.
Number One closed his eyes. "Cultivators are a thing of the past. It's no longer possible for anyone in the mortal realm to ascend to immortality. Further words are useless. You can kill now."
"Alright, I'll grant you that," Lin Tang said, extending a finger toward Number One's forehead. His heart had already been refined by Lin Tang, so even with his extre perception of danger, he was powerless to resist or evade.
"Wait! I'm willing to share one of my Cultivation Techniques with you," Number One blurted out.
"Oh? Ready to take my orders now?"
"Not at all. I just wish to leave behind a legacy for my sect. In the future... if you find soone suitable for this technique, I hope you will pass it on to them."
Number One's tone carried a profound sorrow, his eyes filled with indelible mories.
The Cultivation Technique he shared with Lin Tang was nad the Shattering Jade Technique. It sounded simple and didn't seem particularly powerful. But after Number One recited its contents in full, Lin Tang was quite moved.
This technique... is truly extraordinary!
It was based on the principle of "better to be shattered jade than an intact tile." It was kill or be killed—an art of pure desperation, leaving no path for retreat. Yet its power was imnse, capable of continuously unlocking one's full potential. If another Cultivation Technique could produce a combat strength of 5,000, this one would unleash 10,000.
Of course, a technique that so desperately pushed the body to its limits ca with repercussions. After a life-or-death struggle, even in victory, it could easily cause permanent physical damage, or even complete paralysis.
But for soone like Lin Tang, who knew the Spring Breeze and Rain technique and could constantly heal his injuries...
Repercussions? What are those to !
"Very good," Lin Tang nodded in satisfaction. He had originally intended to skin Number One and have him draw the corresponding visualization diagram on it.
Forget it. I'll just give him a piece of mythical beast hide instead.
When Number One felt he could move his limbs again, he didn't resist. He diligently began to draw the visualization diagram.
Lin Tang and Lee Encai leaned over to look. They saw chaotic lines forming a blurry figure with its back to the world, pressing forward relentlessly. Before the figure stood the unmistakable incarnation of a deity, so vast and majestic it would drive all of humanity to despair. Yet the lone figure stood proud, boldly throwing a punch without a hint of fear.
Lin Tang knew that this figure was at least a War God and also the creator of this Cultivation Technique.
Once Lin Tang had stowed the diagram, he asked Number One again if he was willing to submit. Number One still refused, which was perfectly in line with the philosophy of the Shattering Jade Technique. If one would rather be shattered jade, how could they be willing to bow their head? As for why he had been willing to serve the Blood Ancestor, perhaps the Ancestor possessed even more bizarre and profound thods.
Lin Tang didn't stand on ceremony. He directly sealed Number One's consciousness, then commanded him to et up with Number Seven and secretly protect Shen Youling together.
Seeing this, Lee Encai felt a pang of jealousy. "In your heart, she's still the most important one, isn't she? Always having soone to protect her."
Lin Tang nudged her with his shoulder. "Well, as for you, I'm the one protecting you personally! Besides, you're so strong now you don't need anyone else."
"Hmph, I was just making a comnt. Was there a need to explain so anxiously?" Lee Encai rolled her eyes at him. "Co on, let's go."
"Where to?"
"To the capital, to attend your wedding!"
Her wings flashed behind her back, and she soared into the sky. Lin Tang ford a spell to avoid being captured by satellites and followed right behind her. He even deliberately ford wings out of True Qi, flying shoulder to shoulder with Lee Encai. This, he claid, was what it ant for lovebirds to fly wing to wing.
「Ti flew by, and a new day dawned.」
The entire country was eagerly awaiting news of the State Preceptor and the princess's wedding. Even just a few pictures would be enough. Unfortunately, no dia outlet was granted the privilege of attending. The guests who were allowed entry were all figures of great importance, and they weren't about to lower themselves by sneaking photos to upload to the internet.
CLICK! CLICK!
Flashes went off one after another. So people instinctively turned their heads and saw Lee Encai, who had sohow gotten a cara, snapping pictures left and right. She then had Lin Tang take pictures of her.
She wore a white dress that looked much like a wedding gown. Lin Tang had also changed into a suit, his posture tall and impeccable. Both so young, a handso man and a beautiful woman, they made for a dazzling scene together. Anyone who didn't know better might have thought they were the ones getting married.
"Whose children are these two? I don't recognize them," soone asked casually. Soon, an aide respectfully provided the answer.
"Lin Tang? That na... sounds familiar."
As they were trying to recall, they saw Lin Tang go over to greet Xiao Xuanye, who was in charge of security for the wedding venue. Then, it dawned on them.
It was him! The poisoner who had made Xiao Xuanye the butt of every joke after that explosive restroom incident!
Wait a minute. How is he qualified to attend an event like this? And why is Xiao Xuanye on peaceful terms with him? What? The State Preceptor personally requested his presence?! On what possible rit?
As romantic music began to play, the auspicious ti arrived.
Amidst the applause of the guests, Lin Tang's Dharma Body, Long Tianji, walked out slowly. Dressed in a traditional Chinese groom's attire with his hair impeccably combed, he looked exceedingly charming. Because he did not deliberately conceal the aura of the nation's destiny, he exuded a powerful, kingly presence. For a mont, the guests felt as if they were beholding a dignified and supre emperor, making them feel an involuntary urge to submit and worship.
In reality, Lin Tang's true self always suppressed the influence of the nation's destiny. Otherwise, he would beco the center of attention wherever he went, and anyone would know there was sothing off about him.
"Hey, look closely. Don't you think the State Preceptor seems to have gotten younger?"
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