Chapter 197: Giving Birth and Raising Children, Xiang Longtao

On Fangcun Mountain, seeing Fang Can's puzzled gaze, Xiang Longtao wanted to show off and say something more.

But in his heart, even if he could not admit it, he had to face the fact of his failure.

Xiang Longtao was thoroughly broken by Fang Can's act of ignoring him.

What he cultivated was the Great Chu Imperial Family's "Domineering Art That Shocks the World".

The state of mind required to cultivate this technique was to take domineeringness to the extreme.

And Xiang Longtao had demanded this of himself since childhood.

Domineering eating, domineering killing, domineeringly insulting any weakling.

In his eyes, all weaklings were females, objects that could be insulted.

But he overlooked one problem: apart from those born strong, no one can remain undefeated forever.

According to his Social Darwinist theory, if the loser is female.

Then since he lost, and lost so miserably, he is naturally the female among females, one who must be thoroughly humiliated.

The Mind-Only Martial Way cannot deceive itself.

If one breaks down online, one can still stubbornly retort, "You're anxious! You're anxious!"

But in the Mind-Only Martial Way, your body must follow the mind's intent.

Especially after a martial artist enters the Path to Heaven, over ninety percent of the body becomes conceptualized, becoming a collection of will.

When your actions are completely opposite to your intent, the stronger the contrast, the more the body will react.

Just as the instructor said back then:

If you change your mind midway, lightly you lose all cultivation and explode, heavily you give birth and are played with by others at will.

And now Xiang Longtao has entered this situation, feeling his skin begin to tremble slightly.

Immediately, as if countless tiny insects were crawling under his skin, Xiang Longtao only felt the flesh and blood within his body gnawed and twisted, then countless veins like earthworms bulged on his skin.

"Your Imperial Brother, long time no see."

In Xiang Longtao's mind, a mocking and venomous voice emerged, causing him to instinctively feel panic.

"This is impossible, you should already be dead, you have been completely refined by me."

Amidst Fang Can's puzzled gaze, Xiang Longtao retreated frantically again and again, clutching his head, trying to shake the voice out of his skull.

"You dog, go die! Wa-ya-ya-ya-ya..."

While speaking, Xiang Longtao tore at his skin with force, feeling his epidermis become increasingly itchy, as if something was trying to drill out.

"What's wrong with this guy?" Watching the suddenly mad Xiang Longtao, Fang Can asked in confusion.

"Madness of the lost heart, this guy has gone mad!"

A martial artist nearby cried out in shock, not expecting Xiang Longtao to be unable to bear the blow and fall into demonic deviation.

Actually, those of them who had stepped into the First Turn would also experience unstable realms after being crushed by Fang Can's power this time.

So upon returning, they would need to readjust their state of mind, spending three or four days polishing their hearts.

But it was nothing like Xiang Longtao's extreme case, falling directly into demonic deviation.

"Madness of the lost heart?" Fang Can heard this term again, not expecting it to appear on Xiang Longtao.

"Madness of the lost heart... I have lost my heart to madness?" Hearing the surrounding murmurs, a sliver of fear arose in Xiang Longtao's heart, but the emergence of fear only accelerated the process.

"Impossible... I am not mad, I am not mad at all."

Xiang Longtao wanted to refute, but the relentless venomous female voice in his mind was harassing him bit by bit, making him clearly understand.

The other consciousness within his body had indeed been refined, and the so-called voice appearing now was merely his delusion.

But even knowing this, he was now trapped in a lucid madness, irreversible.

Since the loser must be insulted, then as a loser, he naturally must be thoroughly humiliated by Fang Can.

If Fang Can listened to Xiang Longtao's request and killed him, then nothing would happen, because death also counts as part of humiliation.

But Fang Can refused without hesitation.

For a clown, death equals exiting the stage; he must be made to shine and burn on the theater stage while alive.

And Fang Can's ignoring him both thoroughly broke Xiang Longtao's defenses and triggered the Mind-Only correction mechanism.

Since Fang Can would not humiliate him, his heart must fill this void, humiliating himself thoroughly.

Therefore, after sorting everything out, Xiang Longtao raised his head fiercely, staring his gaze fixedly at Fang Can.

To cure the madness of the lost heart now, there are only two methods.

One is to wash away the shame, thoroughly defeating Fang Can and forcing him to kneel.

Two is to request Fang Can to humiliate him, fulfilling the heart's correction mechanism.

"Should I speak? Request Fang Can to humiliate me?"

Xiang Longtao engaged in fierce internal conflict in his heart, but merely the time spent thinking had already missed the best moment for humiliation.

Just a moment later, life vanished from Xiang Longtao's eyes, his right hand extended halfway froze in place, motionless like a stone statue.

"Boom!"

In reality, atop the Twin Emperors Tower, a terrifying aura erupted.

As if heaven and earth were collapsing, merely releasing a wisp of aura caused the entire magically reinforced city tower to shake slightly, as if it would be destroyed at any moment.

Xiang Hongtu, with bone-chilling killing intent in his eyes, looked at his mad imperial son, his arm tightening forcefully.

He never expected that his highly valued imperial son would be driven to madness of the lost heart!

"Fang Can!" Xiang Hongtu's anger burst forth, staring fixedly at that glowing little golden figure in the arena.

The next moment, a crisp voice entered his ears.

Crack—

Accompanied by the sound of breaking glass, a tiny crack appeared on the forehead of the stone-statue-like Xiang Longtao.

Immediately, the crack rapidly expanded, spreading bit by bit to his entire body.

Crack, crack, crack, crack—

Accompanied by a series of glass-shattering sounds, Xiang Longtao's left arm suddenly exploded, revealing a pristine white left hand inside.

Then the head, torso, and legs shattered completely; like a golden cicada shedding its shell, a black-haired girl reappeared from Xiang Longtao's dead body.

Fang Can:???

Watching this scene that defied all reason before his eyes, Fang Can's mind couldn't quite turn the corner.

Immediately, he subconsciously recalled the story of the Great Chu Overlord that his instructor had told him back then.

'Did I forcibly feminize Xiang Longtao? So after being feminized, does this guy still count as the original person?'

Wearing Xiang Longtao's oversized garments, the black-haired girl looked at the golden light figure before her with disgust in her eyes.

As a new life born from Xiang Longtao, she was naturally not the same person as the original Xiang Longtao.

Because her thoughts, appearance, personality, and even the light of her soul had been completely reshaped; she was utterly different from before.

Yet she had fully inherited the flesh and memories of the original body, and in her heart, her hatred for Fang Can was crystal clear.

On the Great Expansion Imperial Tower, watching the girl who had just burst forth from the original body, Xiang Hongtu never expected such a result.

Xiang Longtao? No, he should be called Xiang Longtao.

Because of Fang Can, he had actually given birth to a child.

(End of this chapter)