pertwk Chapter 14 The Ming Dynasty's Plan
Chapter 14 The Ming Dynasty's Plan
Jiang Ci'an looked at the slowly rotating crimson soul ring beside him and sighed softly.
If he were in the world of Douluo Continent I, perhaps he would take things step by step, at least he wouldn't be in such a hurry as he is now.
But this is the era of Douluo Continent II: The Legend of Tang Dynasty.
Putting aside the threat of evil spirit masters, in certain extreme situations, a certain god-king might shamelessly descend upon you directly...
He felt utterly insecure if he didn't quickly improve his cultivation level.
Shaking his head, Jiang Ci'an cleared his mind of distractions and refocused his attention on the spirit rings.
The first spirit ring carries the meaning of "indifference," which he can carve out in reality, since there aren't many scenarios where it can be used.
However, in this virtual world, "indifference" needs to be enabled regularly and cannot be casually interrupted.
Fortunately, the 100,000-year soul ring that Xiao Wu sacrificed for him could also be used as material for the experiment. And because it was a sacrifice, Xiao Wu's soul would actively cooperate with him to carve it, making it even easier.
Recalling the knowledge about "ring explosion" that he had learned from Tang Hao, and the experience that Tang Hao had accumulated by exploding rings countless times in the virtual world, Jiang Ci'an took a deep breath.
The soul power activated the soul ring, and it began to try to carve a small opening in it.
Then...
"Bang--!"
reality.
In the backyard of Ping An Pharmacy, on a bed.
Jiang Ci'an suddenly opened his eyes, a hint of disorientation flashing in his golden pupils, before he quickly regained his senses.
Feeling the intact meridians and soul rings within his body, Jiang Ci'an remained silent for a moment.
"..."
He took a deep breath, his eyes becoming serious.
"I refuse to believe that I can't improve your little 'ring explosion' problem?"
"Again!"
Jiang Ci'an closed his eyes again and entered the virtual world once more.
Then...
"Bang--!"
come out.
Go back in.
"Bang--!"
Come out again.
He kept going in and out, and every now and then, a barely perceptible fluctuation of soul power would erupt from Jiang Ci'an's room, but he continued to fight relentlessly without stopping.
Outside, in the backyard.
Xiao Xiao, who was diligently cultivating, paused for a moment when she heard the sounds coming from her childhood friend's room.
She tilted her head and listened for a while, a hint of doubt flashing in her eyes, but she quickly shook her head.
Forget it.
There must be a reason why he resigned from his post.
I should focus on my spiritual practice.
Xiao Xiao regained her focus, her face becoming serious again. She steadied herself in her horse stance, and the Three Lives Soul-Suppressing Cauldron slowly rotated above her head, continuing the cultivation that had been interrupted.
Night was falling.
Inside the Ping An Pharmacy, the two were cultivating their skills and making progress.
……
……
Outside Ping An Pharmacy, the streets were brightly lit.
Although it was already night, Shrek City was still bustling with activity. Pedestrians came and went in an endless stream, and the sounds of vendors hawking their wares, chatting, and horses' hooves mingled together, creating a unique kind of urban hustle and bustle.
Lanterns along the street lit up one after another, their orange glow blending together to illuminate the entire street as if it were daytime.
At one point, a caravan of carriages slowly drove in at the end of the street.
The carriage looked ordinary, with a simple body and no extra decorations. It was carrying a few boxes of goods and was no different from the ordinary caravans coming and going in the city. It was not eye-catching.
Suddenly, a small hand lifted the curtain of the carriage from the inside.
A delicate little face peeked out.
The girl was about six or seven years old, and her long blue-pink hair shimmered with a dreamlike luster under the lantern light.
She opened her equally dreamy blue and pink eyes and curiously looked at the street outside, her eyes filled with wonder.
"Wow! Uncle, Uncle, look how lively it is here!"
The girl turned her head and spoke in a clear voice to the two figures inside the carriage.
Of the two figures, a middle-aged man with a calm face and gentle demeanor smiled and spoke:
"Does Dong'er like it here?"
The girl nodded earnestly, her face full of affirmation: "It looks much more interesting here than up in the mountains!"
A hint of kindness flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, and he asked gently, "Would Dong'er like to stay here a little longer?"
The girl's eyes immediately lit up, and her whole being seemed to glow.
"Really?!"
The middle-aged man smiled and nodded.
"Yay! Daddy's the best!"
The girl cheered, but then her attention was unconsciously drawn to the shouts from the street outside. She turned her head back, leaned against the car window, and stared at the street scene with bright eyes.
The middle-aged man's gaze remained gentle.
But the burly, rugged-looking man beside him couldn't help but transmit his voice through his soul power, his voice low and cautious.
"Big brother, is it really a good idea for us to bring Xiao Dong'er all the way to Shrek City like this? What if Tang San finds out..."
Da Ming shook his head and responded with his soul power, his tone calm and resolute:
"He can't detect it. After all, even the gods in the divine realm can't effectively observe Shrek City now, so that guy can't interfere with us either."
Erming felt a little relieved after the meal.
Six months ago, Tang San suddenly issued an order from the God Realm, instructing the two of them to investigate the anomalies in Shrek City, but he did not explain what the anomalies were or what they specifically needed to investigate.
Initially, they directly sent their subordinates from the Haotian Sect to investigate.
However, because Tang San's orders were too vague, the people they sent out wandered around Shrek City for two or three months, and in the end, they returned empty-handed to report back.
Given this situation, coupled with Tang San's continued urging, he had no choice but to take action personally.
However, it was discovered that as long as he entered a certain area of Shrek City, the restriction on his soul imposed by Tang San actually failed!
At that moment, he almost thought he was hallucinating.
He didn't make a fuss, but returned and told his elder brother about it. His elder brother went to Shrek City and, after several attempts, came to a conclusion.
This is not failure, but dormancy.
The restrictions within their souls are essentially connected to Tang San's consciousness.
The purpose of that restriction was twofold: first, to allow Tang San to monitor their condition at any time; and second, to allow Tang San to suppress them at any time.
Once inside Shrek City, this connection is blocked by some force.
The restriction lost its connection with the main body and naturally fell into a dormant state.
Once you leave this area, the connection will be restored.
After a brief but careful consideration, his elder brother decided to bring him and Xiao Dong'er to Shrek City.
Erming paused for a moment, then couldn't help but speak up: "But I still don't understand, brother. This is only a temporary solution. What if Tang San finds out?"
Da Ming's gaze remained calm as he transmitted his voice in a low voice:
"For millennia, we've been wearing that dog leash, it's suffocating us. Now that we can finally catch our breath, why not take a break?"
"Besides, once it's discovered, it's discovered."
"Not to mention that we were just following his orders to investigate the anomaly, even if we failed to fool him and were exposed, would that guy kill such a useful pawn like us?"
"Anyway, I've been wearing a dog leash for ages, so I'm used to it. It'll just be another leash when the time comes. I can rest for a few years, so it's not a loss."
Erming fell silent, but Daming, with a deep look in his eyes, added another sentence.
"Besides, this is also for Dong'er's sake... Ha, using his own daughter as a pawn, what a rare good father."