Novel Full Chapter 3728 - 1807: Half Ancestor_2
Chapter 3728: Chapter 1807: Half Ancestor_2
Xu Xiaoshou put all his effort into splitting himself, but nothing happened.
The familiar agony of a body being torn apart did not appear, nor did the voice that would arrive post-birth for either mockery, praise, or reprimand.
It was as if a fart, which surely would have been loud and explosive, disappeared in the intestines right before the exit door—sickening!
"Fortune and misfortune are intertwined, fortune and misfortune are intertwined..."
Xu Xiaoshou’s expression was uncertain, as he earnestly tried to comfort himself.
He had gained so much, circumventing the path to the Stairway to Heaven through Jin Ren, tainting the memory imprints of the Three Great Sacred Emperor Families.
He could clearly feel that he no longer needed the Stairway to Heaven, as long as he had the Guiding Power of the God Worship Willow Tree, alongside his God Descent Technique.
Effortlessly, his true body could descend upon the realms of Cold Palace, Yunshan, and Wurao.
Moreover, encountering the Ghost Ancestor in his mournful state was an additional harvest.
Not only did he gain many Ancestral God secrets and could prepare in advance, but he also obtained the scythe of the God of Death, enabling him to comprehend reincarnation.
These were indeed tangible assistances.
The journey was immensely rewarding, far exceeding expectations.
"But the price is losing the second true body..."
How can fortune and misfortune be intertwined in this situation, how can this be endured, the more Xu Xiaoshou thought about it, the angrier he became.
Jin Ren knew so many of his secrets, having so many powers akin to his true self, could these be leaked out?
"Calm down."
"I must trust Jin Ren, no, I must trust myself..."
After all, this was just a non-advantageous situation, worst-case scenario, it’s merely returning to a point not long after setting out when facing adverse winds.
Has he faced few adverse winds?
Even when Xu Xiaoshou was at the Innate Stage Master Stage, he was fighting against Senior Rao Yaoyao.
The Jin Ren at Qianshi, though merely a residual intent, was external.
His core still was his own.
He is Xu Xiaoshou, a prodigy without equal across a hundred generations, himself, who is difficult to surpass in ten thousand years!
"Sigh, but calmness is futile, isn’t it!"
"Able to confine my ’second true body’, that damnable Dao Qianshi certainly already has the strength of initial resurgence of Cursed Yin, Ancestral God?"
Xu Xiaoshou was still fuming, the taste of being outsmarted left him truly uneasy.
Unable to find the Holy Emperor Qianshi, with reddened eyes, he wanted to find that damnable, cunning person surely scheming behind everything.
He directly opened Spirit Rhinoceros Technique, even across ten thousand miles, to demand an answer:
"Dao Qiongcang, you have found your death path!"
...
"Eternal Life..."
In the Qianshi Realm, under the old turtle’s back, Jin Ren muttered absentmindedly, his eyes flickering with light.
He was not foolish.
Only a single experience from death to rebirth was needed.
He realized the "Aje" on the turtle’s back before him was not something he could currently deal with.
Super Saint Emperor, akin to Cursed Yin.
This seemingly tender and lovely little boy is definitely one of the most dangerous kinds in the world today—strategic, powerful, and guiding!
Not at all like the Ten High Nobles in poor condition.
Not at all like the Holy Emperor Family Head confined in seclusion.
Nor like some tacky Ancestral God either asleep or resurrected.
Continuously hidden behind the scenes without showing face, naturally maintaining the ideal state—Qianshi Holy Emperor, assuredly having Ancestral God tactics and strength!
Jin Ren would never bow for five buckets of rice, only for the true self.
In this moment, recognizing timely matters is being outstanding, he bowed and offered salute to the little boy on the turtle’s back:
"From today, Jin Ren shall only follow the lead of your lordship."
"Oh?" The little boy on the turtle’s back laughed, "You switch allegiance quickly, but for what reason?"
"Eternal life!" Jin Ren replied decisively, his eyes brimming with hatred, but he only clenched his molars to utter this one phrase, no more words followed.
"Let’s hear more about that." The little boy clearly wanted more information.
Jin Ren pursed his lips, hesitating to speak.
His eye corners twitched, eyelids flickered, lips writhing.
Finally, he gazed toward the star-filled sky, under the terrifying gaze of countless pairs of eyes peering straight into the essence, he knew he could no longer conceal his inner self, thus unabashedly laid bare his ambition, resolutely stating:
"One Body of Technique Evil, true nature of God and Devil, life and death of Medicine Ghost, all emerge from the clone."
"They are clones, I am also a clone, why can they... I, I, Jin Ren, must suffer the degradation from the true self, and repeatedly self-destruct?"
Jin Ren looked into the distance, into the unknown place, where he couldn’t see the true self, eyes filled with rage, corners splitting:
"They can be replaced!"
The little boy on the turtle’s back remained unaffected by the surging emotions, staying calm: "You overestimate Xu Xiaoshou."
"No, my lord, I am him, I understand more than anyone, Xu Xiaoshou possesses the demeanor of an Ancestral God!"
"He might have that, but are you overestimating yourself?"
These words choked Jin Ren, after a moment of pause, he chuckled, waving his hand: "My lord, you are mistaken, I am Xu Xiaoshou himself, and with him, the only difference is external, as for the internal, I have mastered all his abilities!"
"Everything?"
"Yes, including all major Upanishads, all paths of Super Taoization, including his thoughts, thinking, combat style, everything he has, I possess, and my ambition, he is completely unaware!"
"What use can ambition have? You are not him, a substitute is always a substitute." The little boy mocked.
"That’s precisely why I’m even more useful, my lord!" Jin Ren became anxious, panic written all over his face.
Everything the true self feared, he feared likewise.
He did not want to become another helpless patient on a sickbed, nor did he wish to face dissection and study.
He did not want to become one of the variations suddenly displayed by Dao Qiongcang within the Divine Relics, part of the Three Venerable Qiongcang mode.