Chapter 280 - 277: Martial Dao Sacred Fetus! The Terrifying Truth

Chapter 280: Chapter 277: Martial Dao Sacred Fetus! The Terrifying Truth

"How is this possible!"

When they saw the number of Go stones in Yi Tianxing’s hand, all the superhumans wore looks of utter disbelief!

Because Fang Can, the luck wielder who was supposed to be infallible,

had actually failed at something as simple as guessing odds or evens, a fifty-fifty chance.

He guessed wrong!!!

"Hey! This guy definitely cheated," the Hack King challenged.

The King of Willpower frowned, his heart starting to pound. He remained silent.

Superman F had already started cursing up a storm, giving Yi Tianxing’s entire family tree a "thorough" send-off.

...

At this moment, rattled by the encroaching threat of death,

the superhumans’ morale began to waver slightly.

Watching his opponents’ reactions, Yi Tianxing’s expression showed a hint of satisfaction, even as they frantically cursed him.

’This is how it should be!’

No matter how powerful his opponents were, once they started gambling with their lives,

their performance would be completely different from usual.

And with the preliminary guessing game complete,

in the next instant, the Go board in front of Yi Tianxing split into seven.

Looking at Ji Donglai and the others, Yi Tianxing’s calm words weighed heavily on everyone’s hearts:

"Since this is one against seven, no one can escape."

"Because I won the guess, I will take the black stones and go first in every following game."

"So, I look forward to your guidance!"

"You can choose to have each person play one game, or have one person play all seven!"

"Lose one game, one person dies!"

"The final outcome will be settled after all seven games are complete."

At this moment, even Ji Donglai’s face turned grim.

To win, they would have to defeat a Go master seven times in a row.

They couldn’t afford to lose a single match.

This was a truly hopeless situation!

...

After putting the pressure of death onto the superhumans,

Yi Tianxing’s eyes, watching through Bai Xiaosheng’s live broadcast, were fixed on Fang Can, who was staring down in thought.

He had a faint suspicion that the one who would next gamble against him...

...would be this fledgling youth, who had only just reached the First Turn.

’When the lives of your teammates weigh on your back like a mountain,’

’when a single defeat means several lives, including your own, will turn to dust...’

’how will you react? With more fear, or more tension?’

The answer was... excitement!

To Yi Tianxing’s surprise, the grave expression on Fang Can’s face gave way to a bloodthirsty smile.

"A game with our lives on the line? Interesting."

"It seems your ’heritage’ has its own ideas about fairness."

"During the guess just now, I don’t think your heritage had the power to suppress my luck."

Staring at the old man, Fang Can sent a message through his Heart Image, enunciating every word:

"In other words, it wasn’t that my luck got worse. For the sake of fairness, the game bypassed my ability and forcibly raised your luck to match mine."

"Am I right, old sir?"

"This kid..." Yi Tianxing narrowed his eyes. "So what if you saw through it? It’s a done deal. The situation is still unfavorable for you."

Fang Can smiled, waving his hand to pull all seven virtual Go boards in front of him.

"Compared to the other stages that had to be solved with force, yours is actually the easiest."

"What a brat. Your ego is big enough to reach the heavens." Being looked down on by a junior, Yi Tianxing was a little displeased.

Fang Can smiled slightly and placed his hand on the board. "I forgot to tell you. Growing up, I never lost a single game I wanted to win."

"It’s just a simple seven-game winning streak. And if I win, I get to kill a Fourth Turn master without lifting a finger."

"Compared to the other Fourth Turn masters who require careful strategic thinking..."

A disdainful sneer crossed Fang Can’s face. "Your heritage is the most useless of them all, old man!"

A flash of anger appeared on Yi Tianxing’s face, but he quickly suppressed it.

He realized that, without noticing, his own state of mind was starting to be influenced by the youth before him.

The Hack King couldn’t help but ask, "Hey, Hajican, are you sure you can handle this?"

"The probability of me not losing is one hundred percent. The worst-case scenario is a draw by quadruple ko. Leave it to me," Fang Can assured them.

"That confident, huh? You a Go master or something?" the Hack King couldn’t help but ask.

Fang Can shook his head calmly. "I’ve never played Go before. I only know the rules from Go-related works like *Hikaru no Go*."

"Ha! Then we’re screwed," the Hack King said in despair.

"If I played normally, with my current First Turn-level processing power, I’m probably on par with an AI running on a 4080-series GPU. Beating a 9-dan would be a piece of cake."

"But my opponent is a Fourth Turn. His processing power is probably thousands of times stronger than mine, and he’s like an AI with a massive database of past games."

Seeing the despair on the other superhumans’ faces, Fang Can offered a reassuring smile.

"Alright, alright, just leave it to me. Sometimes, the outcome of a game isn’t decided on the board."

"Go, to put it bluntly, is just another form of gambling."

"And if you want to guarantee a win one hundred percent of the time, all you have to do is cheat."

As he spoke, Fang Can’s calm gaze shifted to the others nearby. "Compared to Yi Tianxing, the others are more worthy of your attention."

"This battle has now become a turn-based game to stall for time."

...

As Fang Can spoke, only one second had passed since the battle with Giant Mountain Super Power Dominator began!

Yes, just a single second had passed.

Such is a battle between Fourth Turn masters—a high-frequency confrontation fought at tens or even hundreds of times the speed of sound.

What is but an instant for a mortal can be stretched into several minutes for a Fourth Turn master.

Furthermore, communicating via Heart Image is incredibly fast, so their running commentary took no time at all.

Thus, this seemingly lengthy battle had actually lasted for only a brief second.

To the outside world watching the live broadcast, Bai Xiaosheng had deliberately slowed down the footage.

Therefore, this one-second exchange could be broadcast to ordinary people over a period long enough for an entire anime episode.

Meanwhile, in that same second, Xiang Hongtu had also made a full recovery.

Flesh and blood twisted, and Xiang Hongtu’s charred-black skin turned pristine white. It wasn’t healing; it was a status reset.

Not only his skin, but his clothes and even his facial features had completely changed.

The current Xiang Hongtu now had the appearance of a woman! And a naturally bewitching one at that.

He (or perhaps, she) was now staring coldly at Ji Donglai, who was in the middle of the Go match, with a pair of slender, upturned eyes.

"Hiss... The guy’s a hermaphrodite!" The Hack King exclaimed in the King of Willpower’s overclocked psychic network.

"Didn’t you hear what Bai Xiaosheng said? It’s a top-tier Martial Dao physique called the [Yin-Yang Holy Embryo]," Fang Can corrected.

Right on cue, Bai Xiaosheng displayed information about the Yin-Yang Holy Embryo on the live broadcast.

The so-called [Yin-Yang Holy Embryo] was a terrifying Martial Dao physique with exceptionally harsh cultivation requirements.

Only a Martial Artist born as a natural hermaphrodite with two souls in one body was qualified to practice it.

First, upon breaking through to the First Turn, one must refine away the soul of the other consciousness within the body.

Then, at the Third Turn, one must allow a second body to grow savagely from within, emerging from the surface of the skin, all while maintaining a constant link of blood and spirit to nourish it.

Only then can a single soul freely control two bodies to fight in unison!

This is how one progresses from "two souls in one body" to "one soul in two bodies"!

By the Fourth Turn, the two bodies become indistinguishable, identical in Realm, power, and speed.

At this point, the second body can be stored within a folded Alternate Space.

This allows the Martial Artist to possess two lives, double the healing, and two Heart Images.

Normally, they fight using only one body.

Even if that body dies, their consciousness can be restored in the other one.

If injured, they can switch to the uninjured body in a single breath and resume the fight.

And that was what Xiang Hongtu had just done: used that one breath of time to switch bodies and continue fighting.

As the information about the [Yin-Yang Holy Embryo] was revealed, onlookers from every nation were stunned by its heaven-defying effects.

"A terrifying constitution like that actually exists? It’s too overpowered!"

"One person with two lives... Isn’t that invincible?"

"The Emperor of Chu hid this so well. Like father, like son, I suppose. I never thought he’d have the same constitution as Xiang Longtao."

...

At that moment, in the Great Chu Imperial Palace, Xiang Longtao was watching this scene on the broadcast in horror.

She could never have imagined that her own father had the exact same constitution as her!

No wonder he had sounded so familiar and experienced when he instructed her on how to refine her consciousness, knowing every crucial detail as if he’d been through it himself!

’Wait a minute...’

In the next moment, Xiang Longtao’s eyes widened. Something felt incredibly familiar.

Because Xiang Hongtu’s female face—the one representing the Yin Holy Embryo—was ninety percent similar to her own.

Suddenly, an absolutely terrifying thought rose in Xiang Longtao’s mind.

’My so-called father and mother...’

’They aren’t the same person, are they?!!!’

’Could it be that the Yang Holy Embryo slept with the Yin Holy Embryo, and that’s how I was born?’

The more Xiang Longtao thought about it, the more horrified she became.

Because she had never once seen her mother’s face.

’And thinking about it, how could the wife of a Fourth Turn master die so easily?’

At this moment, Xiang Longtao’s mind was a complete mess.

Because as the mystery unraveled, Xiang Hongtu’s identity had become utterly jumbled in her mind.

To her, Xiang Hongtu was a being who had created life with himself.

A man who was her father! Her mother! And her lover, all at the same time!

"Bastard!!! Monster!!!"

Xiang Longtao screamed, breaking down completely. The cruel truth made her clutch her head, feeling as if she were about to go mad.

Meanwhile, the completely oblivious Xiang Hongtu watched the content of the live broadcast with his slender, upturned eyes, growing annoyed.

He had only succeeded in perfecting this Yin-Yang Holy Embryo a little over ten years ago, with the great Magical Power of a Fourth Turn master.

He had intended to keep it as a trump card, but now the secret had been leaked so easily.

"This is all your fault!"

Xiang Hongtu’s eyes burned with faint fire as he looked at Ji Donglai, who was about to play his match.

It was because of this man that his Yang body had been nearly destroyed, and now the secret of his Holy Embryo was exposed.

He swore he would beat the man before him to death with his bare hands!