Chapter 362: How Many More Secrets? (First Update)

"Is that me?"

"Yes, I think that should be me."

Ren Yidao weighed his words as he described the feelings in his heart to Huang Huang.

"That will come from me, originate from me; it is not a copy, but rather something stripped away from within me... Can you understand if I put it this way?"

Huhu, I feel like I'm about to split apart.

Clones—Ren Yidao has them; one is still lying in Wentian City as a white fox, basking in the sun.

But this form of cloning was something he was encountering for the first time, which was why he felt some hesitation.

It was somewhat similar to the legendary "slaying of the three corpses," but he instinctively felt it was different.

Slaying the three corpses is meant to eradicate and eliminate three types of evil desires, but this is not about discarding the self that is being separated.

Coexisting with a split version of oneself... is that not putting the cart before the horse?

Ren Yidao couldn't quite figure it out.

Huang Huang, after an initial moment of shock, quickly regained her composure and gave Ren Yidao a deep look.

Being able to understand it to this extent meant that he hadn't been boasting before, but had truly succeeded in practicing it.

A little bit of talent?

In all these years, Huang Huang had never seen anyone so talented.

His talent... just how high is it?

A future Demon God?

【"..."】

It is a pity that the Heaven and Earth are incomplete; even she is helpless, so how could he be an exception?

Even if his natural talent were higher, she could only sigh and call it a pity.

"If he had been born ten thousand years earlier, perhaps everything would be different..."

One can only say, he was born in the wrong era.

Huang Huang looked at Ren Yidao with pity and said slowly:

【"Although I have not practiced this technique myself, your path is likely correct."】

【"The Ten Thousand Daos Body-Melding Art only involves the fusion of clones in the final step; before that, they are merely clones."】

【"However, I advise you to make more preparations; this matter is more complex than you think."】

"Oh? How so?"

【"I cannot say; you must think it through yourself."】

Afterward, no matter how Ren Yidao asked, Huang Huang's phantom did not answer until it dissipated and left, leaving him only to contemplate it on his own.

"What is this? Can't you just tell me directly? Must you be so mysterious?"

Ren Yidao curled his lip at the spot where Huang Huang had disappeared and muttered, "Don't you know what happens to people who act like riddle-mongers?"

Although Ren Yidao said that, he was actually in no position to look down on others when it came to being a riddle-monger.

Regarding the practice of the Ten Thousand Daos Body-Melding Art, Ren Yidao had not actually told Huang Huang everything.

He had deliberately held some things back.

In fact, if he truly had the heart for it, this technique would not even take three days.

He only needed one day to master it.

One day!

Huang Huang had guessed wrong; Ren Yidao was not actually that once-in-ten-thousand-years cultivation genius.

He just had a lot of "talent" for this specific technique...

When Ren Yidao first circulated this technique, his body reacted naturally, and all the details requiring attention were automatically mastered—there were no bottlenecks at all!

That feeling was as if he had already practiced it long ago, and everything was already familiar to his heart.

If he hadn't deliberately suppressed his speed and pulled back at the very last moment, he feared he would have directly broken through the first layer and split off a "self."

"I don't know if it's my imagination, but this Ten Thousand Daos Body-Melding Art always gives me a strong sense of déjà vu."

"Why do I keep thinking back to the Descent of the Gods technique of the Divine Path Sect..."

The Descent of the Gods technique, the foundation of foundations for the Divine Path Sect, and a necessary prerequisite for the Descending God Selection Path.

Only after finishing the practice of the Descent of the Gods technique can one successfully allow a Dao God to descend after selecting a path.

The Ten Thousand Daos Body-Melding Art allows another clone to split out from the main body.

Can the Dao God that descends via the Descent of the Gods technique also be viewed as being born and split from oneself?

Is there any connection between these two techniques?

"From existence, from non-existence..."

Ren Yidao rubbed his chin, feeling that his happy home was becoming more and more unfamiliar to him...

"Divine Path Sect, how many more surprises are you hiding from me?"

And one wonders, what is truly hidden within this Divine Path Sect—is it a surprise?

Or a shock?

Divine Path Sect, Qingzhuan Dojo.

The Sect Leader Sikong Yu remained in that eternal, unchanging stone statue posture, tilted and stuck in the ground.

And not far from him, a little girl with delicate features sat cross-legged on the blue bricks, eyes closed and quiet.

She had long, jet-black hair that far exceeded the length of her body, spread out on the blue bricks behind her, drifting gently with the breeze in the courtyard.

From her appearance, one could no longer see anything special; she looked just like an ordinary little girl.

Only when Xinying opened her eyes, revealing pure black pupils without any whites, could one understand her uniqueness.

She... is not human.

Although the girl's double pupils looked somewhat terrifying, the moment she opened her mouth, all of this vanished into thin air.

【Grandmaster! Father is getting further and further away from me, I can barely sense him anymore... Does he not want Xinying anymore?】

Xinying said in a wronged, small voice, her tone carrying a sob, and tears seemed as if they would burst forth in the next second.

!!!

This made Sikong Yu extremely nervous, and he hurriedly coaxed:

【Ah! How could he not want you! He is traveling outside, so it is very normal for him to move around.】

【This is his sect, this is his home! How could he not return?】

【Besides, our little Xinying is so obedient and sensible, how could he possibly not want you!】

【Come, come, little Xinying, come quickly before Grandmaster, let Grandmaster take a good look at you.】

It is quite strange to say, but in the vast Daoist Field, although this grandfather and granddaughter were clearly chatting, outsiders could hear nothing at all.

Neither of them needed to open their mouths to speak, nor did they need to use gestures; it was all done through telepathy.

【Is what Grandmaster said true?】

【Of course!】 Sikong Yu simply had no way to nod, otherwise he could have nodded his head like a metronome right now, saying repeatedly: 【Think about it, when has Grandmaster ever lied to little Xinying?】

【...】

Xinying sniffled, recalled carefully for a moment, then slowly nodded and floated over to sit on the shoulder of the stone statue.

Perhaps it was the affection between generations, or perhaps it was because of Xinying's uniqueness to the entire Divine Path Sect, but Sikong Yu treated her like a little Princess.

He truly feared she would melt if held in his mouth and feared she would break if held in his hands, evolving directly into a granddaughter-slave...

【Come, Grandmaster will continue telling you that story... Where did we leave off last time?】

【Oh, right!】

Sikong Yu drew out his tone and said slowly:

【We were at the point where the Ten Demons snuck into Shenzhou, and after wreaking havoc in the three great Shenzhous of the Southeast and West, they finally stepped onto the land of the Beiming Divine Continent.】

【Their previous battle records made them increasingly arrogant, thinking that no one in the world could resist them.】

He paused, as if recalling something, and continued the story under Xinying's expectant gaze:

【But later, they arrived at a somewhat special sect...】

"Why are you silent?"

After Huang Huang left, Ren Yidao sat on the chair and pondered silently for a long time, only noticing that there was actually another demon girl nearby when he stood up.

Cang Lan was kneeling on the spot like a sculpture, her breathing extremely faint, as if she were worried about being noticed and was trying her best to eliminate her own sense of presence.

"Hello? Are you autistic?"

Cang Lan, who was kneeling on the ground, was poked by his finger; her stiff body trembled, and her wolf ears twitched slightly.

"... Hoo."

Cang Lan slowly woke up, let out a long breath from her lungs, and turned her head in confusion to look around.

Then she met the eyes of Ren Yidao, who was squatting beside her.

"You're awake? The surgery was a success, you've become a girl! Go ahead and touch it!"

Cang Lan blinked her eyes, revealing a wise look.

"Ah? Oh, oh, okay..."

Having just woken up, her brain was not yet clear, and she truly followed Ren Yidao's instructions, raised her hand, and reached toward... Ren Yidao's cheek.

She didn't just touch it; she also subconsciously pinched it with her fingers.

Ren Yidao:?

Hey!

You demon girl, what great audacity!

You actually dare to touch this Crown Prince's noble cheek!

You are teasing me!

It has always been Huhu teasing others; when has he ever been teased by someone else?

Ren Yidao, who never suffers a loss, immediately made a counterattack, raising his hand to strike back.

Pinch!

Cang Lan: "Mm!?"

Just like triggering a chain reaction, when Ren Yidao retaliatorily pinched the tip of Cang Lan's nose, she finally woke up under the stimulation of the sour itch.

Although her brain hadn't realized what was happening yet, her body had already instinctively exerted force and grabbed the skin and flesh in her hand.

Pull!

Ren Yidao: "Hiss!"

At this moment, Qingteng, having finished her work, just happened to poke her head in and was about to speak when she saw the two of them squatting on the ground.

One was pinching the other's nose and wouldn't let go, while the other was grabbing the other's cheek and pulling it outward...

Qingteng:???

What... are you two doing?

Did you two enter the hall just to do this serious business?

Snake-snake-confused. GIF

Qingteng tilted her head left and right, completely unable to understand what these two people were doing.

This... could it be flirting?

Unable to figure it out, she finally had to silently back out, and she even closed the door on her way.

Although the snake-snake didn't understand, the snake-snake was greatly shocked.

Farewell!

"..."

After waiting outside the hall for a while, Qingteng's mouth twitched, but she still gathered her courage to push the door open again and poke her head into the hall, tentatively calling out: "Your Highness? There is someone outside for you, you... uh?"

Very strange.

When Qingteng looked at the main hall again, she found that the Crown Prince and Canglan were already busy with their own affairs as if nothing had happened.

Ren Yidao held a scroll of classics in his hand, while Canglan was wiping her long spear, and neither of them looked at the other.

Hm?

Could it be that I actually saw it wrong just now?

"Qingteng, what is it?"

The beautiful snake guard was still confused, but Ren Yidao had already raised his head and asked with a light laugh: "Who is looking for me? Didn't I already say that I would not see any guests today?"

Seeing that the Crown Prince did not mention a word about what had just happened, Qingteng had no choice but to suppress the doubts in her heart and say:

"Even so, I think it would be better for Your Highness to meet the person who has come to the door."

Ren Yidao heard the subtext in Qingteng's words, stood up and walked out, asking: "Oh? Has the envoy from that lord arrived?"

The State Preceptor? True Person He? Or the Mingyue Priestess?