Chapter 33: From Pillaging Power to Embracing Emotion
After finishing my analysis of the changes in my body, I took Elder Mo An and Du Tian and headed to the Body Sect, intending to acquire the sect's techniques.
Upon arrival, the situation was not what I had expected… they surrendered without a single fight. The sect master had become an ordinary man, stripped of his Martial Spirit and all his training. The revelation stunned me—I had never anticipated that looting a Martial Spirit could result in such a catastrophic outcome.
This meant that Tang San had lost everything: his title as King of the Sea and Asura, along with both bloodlines. In this timeline, he no longer posed any threat. His power, his authority, and his prestige—all gone. He was now just an ordinary person, a shadow of the legend he once was.
However, Tang Hao and Ah Yin still remained.
It seemed I would need to adjust my plans for the moment. Tang San was no longer a priority; my focus had to shift to Sect Master Tang Hao and his wife.
In truth, they were far more dangerous than Tang San at this stage. Unlike him, they could move freely across the surface of this planet. Tang San had been distant, restricted by Hui Mie, whose interference had limited his every action. But Tang Hao and Ah Yin… they could act without such restraint, making them far more unpredictable and lethal.
This was an unexpected opportunity…
During the twenty years I had spent inside the Space-Time Demon Book, Electrolux awakened and later assisted me in opening the Second Sea of Spirits. Yet, I did not obtain the Eye of Life.
And I think I understand why… The truth is, I no longer possess an ordinary Spirit Eye like Huo Yuhao. I possess a Sharingan Spirit Eye, which means its evolution must follow the Sharingan's own path. In short, it requires a violent shock—a profound loss, betrayal, or some overwhelming negative emotion—to awaken its next stage.
I explained Wang Dong'er's condition to Electrolux, and he proposed two solutions:
The first: repair her spirit through medicine.
The second: reunite the three fractured pieces so that they become whole again.
But I made it clear—I do not want her to recover those repressed memories. Electrolux said he could remove the memories, yet they would not be erased completely unless she herself consented. In other words, Wang Dong'er must decide: she must agree that she does not want to remember who she was before becoming Wang Dong'er.
I truly do not know what she will choose… that is something time alone will reveal.
As for Electrolux, he benefited greatly from the techniques contained within the Space-Time Demon Book. Together, we also studied the Nightmare Demon Vessel.
It was then that an idea flashed into my mind—the concept of fusing Spirit Bones of the same type, like trunk bones. After thorough study, we concluded it was indeed possible to fuse Spirit Bones using a tool similar to the Nightmare Demon Vessel.
And it doesn't stop there… the same principle applies to Martial Spirits, particularly since Martial Spirit Masters already possess a technique for fusing Martial Spirits. All it requires is… compatibility.
They were all of the same category: Body-type Martial Spirits. And the possibility of successfully fusing the Ice Empress Martial Spirit with a Body Martial Spirit was real—despite her being a beast-type Martial Spirit, she still exerted influence over the body, leaving room for fusion. The result would be a Body-Beast hybrid Martial Spirit, with the body itself becoming inherently beast-type—similar to what happens when Spirit Beasts abandon their training, become human, and then resume training anew.
In short, my situation would resemble that of a Spirit Beast turned human, with one crucial difference: I would still require Spirit Rings and a Spirit Bone. My state would approach that of Tang Shunong. I would not produce Spirit Rings automatically as he does, but my spirit would be monstrously powerful, inheriting innate primal spirit attributes.
Having a body as a Martial Spirit is more reliable than any other type. And for me, that Martial Spirit would be beast-type—imagine the terror such power would bring.
Still, one problem remained: we had not yet uncovered the full secrets of the Nightmare Demon Vessel, nor managed to craft a similar instrument. All we had were deductions based on our study of the Vessel.
In fact, it seemed impossible for us to create such a tool in this realm—at least, not with our current knowledge.
But what about Azmuth, the inventor of the "Loum-Terkus"? Here, the situation changed. I still possessed Azmuth's card. Once I used it, I would inherit Azmuth's skills, intelligence, experience, and memories for an entire day. That single day might be enough to invent multiple devices similar to the Nightmare Demon Vessel—and perhaps even surpass it in every possible way.
And this means I would be able to fuse a Body-type Martial Spirit with the Sharingan Spirit Eye.
Why haven't I used it yet to craft this tool? Well, I want to become stronger, and I need equipment far more advanced than what's currently available in this era — and there's no better era than DOULUO: Legend of the Dragon King.
With this plan, I would hit three birds with one stone: I could obtain a wealth of spiritual tools, gain access to Miles Rivers and Mountains Painting, secure the Life Card, and acquire the Golden Dragon King bloodline — without ever using a Pillage Card.
At the same time, I could invent a device superior to the Spirit Tower. In short, in that era, I would reap immense benefits and prepare thoroughly for the other realms, such as the Emperor's Dominion universe.
In the present moment, I had already obtained the Body Sect technique. Then, I took Tang Yi and returned to the original timeline. This time, I wanted to face Wang Dong'er and Xiao Xiao. I was indeed late for them, and I suspected they might now believe I had abandoned Shrek Academy without even saying goodbye.
In the present, I walked, searching for Xiao Xiao and Wang Dong'er.
Fortunately, fate intervened—I came across Xiao Xiao along my path.
He shouted my name, and then, without hesitation, ran toward me, his eyes brimming with tears.
His voice choked with sobs as he spoke:
"Ji Lin… you didn't leave… you didn't abandon me… right?"
In that instant, I embraced him gently, placing a hand on his head and running my fingers softly through his hair. His body trembled, as if the dam holding back all the years of loss and longing in his heart had finally burst.
I whispered softly, my voice steady but tender:
"Alright, my dear Xiao Xiao… enough crying. I won't leave you, I promise…"
My heart pounded fiercely, a mix of relief, sorrow, and unspoken affection.
"I'm really sorry for being gone so long and not telling you… but look,there are too many eyes watching us… let's go somewhere else."
I didn't give him a chance to respond. Swiftly, I scooped him up in a bridal carry and, using the Flying Thunder Technique, transported us to the hotel room I had reserved beforehand.
He sat on the bed, still in my lap. His face was flushed red, and his tears had left a faint glimmer in his eyes, giving him an innocent, almost ethereal beauty. He looked gentle, vulnerable—and in that moment, my heart felt like it would melt entirely at the sight of him.