After the Seven-Colored Dao Heart was separated, the weak aura became somewhat weaker. However, after repairing it with the primordial aura extracted from the snake spirit's body, the gap in the Dao foundation was repaired. Although the strength decreased slightly, the foundation was not shaken. It only needs a few days of recuperation to be repaired.
Clang!
An ice coffin descended from the sky, reflecting a dazzling light under the false sun.
Lying in the coffin was a young man in white, who bore a striking resemblance to Xu Le. He had a white gourd on his head and a small black gourd hanging from his chest. This was Xiao Jingang, whose body was being controlled by the Heavenly Dao consciousness. Now, she heard that the consciousness had left her body, leaving only a perfect physical form.
Sizzle!
A fire dragon burst forth from many palms, enveloping the ice coffin. The extremely high-temperature flames rapidly melted the ice.
"cut!"
Without the slightest hesitation, Xu Le directly unleashed a wisp of his divine soul. Accompanied by intense pain, he poured his divine soul into the Seven-Colored Dao Heart and merged it into Little Vajra's body.
Bang!
The Dao Heart seemed to ignore physical barriers and pierced through Little Vajra's chest. With a muffled sound, the seven-colored Dao Heart emitted light from within, making Little Vajra's body as dazzling as glass!
Little King Kong trembled slightly in the light, and slowly opened his eyes, revealing pupils devoid of any emotion.
He slowly stood up, surveyed his surroundings, closed his eyes, and began to take control of every inch of this body, down to every single cell. Because the Heavenly Dao consciousness had made preparations in advance, his reception was completely unimpeded; on the contrary, it felt just like his original body.
He then slowly opened his eyes and met Xu Le's gaze, calmly saying, "Greetings, fellow Daoist!"
Xu Le smiled in return, but as an avatar controlled by his ruthless Dao heart, he naturally showed no emotional fluctuations. He stretched out his hand and summoned three rhombus-shaped crystals that floated in his palm, continuing in an icy tone, "This body possesses innate divine abilities and the essence of Nuwa, making it an excellent physique for cultivation. The rhombus-shaped fragments that were previously integrated into this body should be the so-called power of creation. I will study them and, after extracting them, hand them over to the Heavenly Dao consciousness for further refinement of the world."
Xu Le nodded in agreement, watching as his other self, or rather, his ruthless clone, controlled the world and teleported to the foot of the Jianmu Divine Tree, using the divine light of the Jianmu to gain enlightenment.
As for the so-called betrayal issue, there is naturally no need to worry. After all, they are one, and the pursuit of the Great Dao by the Ruthless Path is not contrary to his. It is like a person's two hands, one hand holding a drink and the other pressing a remote control. The ultimate purpose of both actions is to enjoy themselves. How could there be a conflict?
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On the outskirts of Yulin City, a young man dressed in black with his hair in a bun lay on a chair. A crystal fishing rod was stuck into the ground in front of him, and the fishing line was pulling the bait into the river, but no prey took the bait for a long time.
Strangely enough, despite the blazing sun, a pale, inky shadow surrounded the young man, shielding him from the harsh light and leaving only a gentle, warm glow.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, a cold, black wind swept through, and a giant, blue-spotted python, over ten meters long, crawled out from the nearby forest. It opened its mouth, spitting out a long, forked snake head, making a hissing sound that startled away the birds flying nearby.
As the enormous python with its suddenly appearing bluish-black spots appeared, a shadowy warrior dressed as a Japanese samurai appeared beside the young man, carrying a plate with a glass of bright red juice on it.
Xu Le picked up the juice, took a small sip, and enjoyed the sweet juice with a hint of fruit pulp. The juice flowed down to Xiguan, into his mouth, and the sweetness bloomed on his taste buds. Then, accompanied by a cool sensation, it slid down his throat.
The giant blue python slowly coiled up, its form gradually transforming into a beautiful woman in a green dress. Holding freshly picked fruit, she trotted happily towards Xu Le, placed the fruit on a plate, and squatted down beside him like a puppy pleading for its master's praise. With expectant eyes, she looked at Xu Le and said softly, "Master, I've picked the fruit you wanted!"
This woman was none other than the Green Snake Spirit. However, after being thrown into the River of Information by Xu Le to cleanse her, her multiple personalities collapsed, leaving only a servile personality that was completely loyal to Xu Le.
Xu Le placed the juice on a plate, slowly extended his right hand, and stroked the snake spirit's face. He then moved his hand down, caressing her slender neck, which was as beautiful as a swan's. He touched a crystal necklace, which was originally hidden deep within her clothing and could not be easily seen. But now, as Xu Le gently pulled it, it reflected light and formed colorful glows, adding a touch of elegance to the snake spirit's beautiful face.
A thin cord made of gold thread was attached to the collar; nine gold threads were intertwined to form the cord. Xu Le was holding the end of the cord in his hand, as if walking a pet.
As for why he was so wasteful, one can only say that he was rich and could do whatever he wanted. Xu Le traveled through countless worlds, and in his eyes, gold, silver, and crystal were nothing more than slightly better than junk.
"ah!"
A man's shouts echoed from the barren slope not far away, attracting Xu Le's attention.
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Chapter 180: A Mini-Theater in the Real World
The outskirts are not all woods; there are also open spaces and small hills. On an open space behind a small hill a few hundred meters away from the lake, a young man with a youthful face was surrounded by four burly men, as if something big was about to happen.
Xu Le arrived at the small mound and used simple divine sense to create a position, causing these ordinary people to naturally ignore his existence, thus achieving psychological invisibility.
Surrounded by four burly men, the young man couldn't help but take a few steps back. He suddenly felt a chill down his spine, and his anus was screaming warning signs. But he forced himself to calm down, instinctively clenching his fists to quiet his trembling body. Although it was useless, it gave him a bit of courage. With a slightly trembling voice, he asked, "Why are you stopping me?"
The young man's name was Zhao Yao. He had come here alone, and these people suddenly stopped him here, so they must have some ulterior motive.
The four burly men laughed inscrutable, which frightened Zhao Yao so much that he retreated repeatedly, covering his precious virginity, and said sadly, "I have a girlfriend, I'm not a rabbit!"
"What are you saying?" One of the bald, burly men in a plaid shirt stepped forward, grabbed Zhao Yao by the collar, and said menacingly, "Hand over the treasure that can accelerate the growth of medicinal herbs, and we might spare your life!"
Zhao Yao's expression changed upon hearing this, and he immediately put on a forced smile and said, "Big brother, what are you all talking about? I don't understand..."
Snap!
A scruffy man with a thick beard and wearing slippers couldn't hold back any longer. He strode forward and slapped Zhao Yao across the face, his face, reeking of smoke and sweat, pressed against Zhao Yao's, saying each word clearly:
"I don't have time to play guessing games with you. You're a poor student with no connections or background, yet you suddenly produce so many aged medicinal herbs. Besides, the growing regions and required environments for these herbs are completely different, and they were just picked not long ago. Do you think I haven't read urban novels, or do you think you're the protagonist, Long Aotian? You'd better hand over this opportunity that doesn't belong to you, and I might spare your life, otherwise..."
As he spoke, the slovenly man's gaze lingered on Zhao Yao's legs for a moment before he let out a sinister laugh.
Zhao Yao immediately understood what he meant. He was just an ordinary college student. Although he had some extraordinary experiences, he still felt uneasy when faced with such a situation. Seeing the men's confident attitude, he knew they must have already investigated. So he honestly confessed: "My method for accelerating the growth of medicinal herbs is in a stone cave with a clump of weeds growing at the entrance, about 700 meters to the east. There is an acre of land inside. Planting them there can accelerate plant growth."
Zhao Yao recounted the story in a half-truthful tone, after all, he couldn't bear to hand over such a serendipitous encounter. Sometimes, after being mediocre for too long, once you discover a turning point that can change your life, you'll seize it without hesitation.
Seeing Zhao Yao trembling, the big man was surprised that Zhao Yao would dare to lie to him. So he loosened his collar and shouted, "Take us to that cave!"
"This..." Zhao Yao wanted to refute, but when he met the fierce gazes of the several burly men, he immediately cowered like a mantis shrimp, looking dejected.
Xu Le became quite interested and easily read all their memories by manipulating the power of the sheep talisman, connecting the ins and outs of the events.
It turns out that this young man named Zhao Yao accidentally entered a cave during a trip and saw a magical land that could accelerate the growth of medicinal herbs. Inspired by the protagonist of an urban novel, he planted a large number of medicinal herbs on this magical land, accelerated their growth, and then sold them.
However, to his surprise, his first sale was exposed. Some of the medicinal herbs he was selling had harsh growing conditions. Once picked, they had to be dried or refrigerated, otherwise their medicinal properties would be lost by more than half after a day. The nearest place where these herbs grew was more than a hundred kilometers away. If they were not preserved using special techniques, they would have lost their medicinal effects by the time they arrived here. However, the herbs that Zhao Yao sent were very fresh and still had a lot of moisture, as if they had just been picked.