My Soul Skills Made Tang San Cry

The system obviously cannot be wrong.

Thus, the tragic ending began the moment Tang San started harboring crooked thoughts.

The Sunflower Manual and Xuantian Skill were switching back and forth, seemingly leading to a rapid increase in power.

In reality, it was the calm before the volcanic eruption.

Once the backlash accumulated to a certain degree, it would erupt explosively!

The Sunflower Manual surged again, and Tang San skillfully switched to the Xuantian Skill.

What used to be easy to suppress now felt like a wild horse that couldn't be restrained no matter how hard he tried.

The inner power he had just condensed from the Sunflower Manual was out of control, surging chaotically through his meridians, clashing violently with the inner power of the Xuantian Skill.

The two forces, like heavenly thunder and ground fire, engaged in a fierce battle within his body.

Tang San was in agony, unable to concentrate.

Danger!

Driven by his thirst for life, he forced himself to rise and struggle to open the dormitory door.

Outside was already deep into the night.

Exhausted, he couldn't even speak and collapsed right at the dormitory entrance.

"Bang—"

A dull thud echoed in the quiet night, sounding somewhat abrupt.

It startled Zhuge Lan, who was in the middle of dual cultivation.

She glanced at the cool Zhu Zhuqing, seemingly unaware.

With her vigilance, she shouldn't have missed it.

Zhuge Lan preferred to think that nothing could disturb her quest for strength.

She continued to admire the beautiful scenery.

With her spiritual detection activated, she saw Tang San sprawled on the ground, his body covered in dents and bulges, like insects writhing.

This is…

"System, take a look."

[1 Emotion Point spent, physical scan complete!]

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Tang San, using the Xuantian Skill to suppress the backlash from the Sunflower Manual, has accumulated too much and is now facing explosive backlash, leading to a dangerous state where his meridians are being destroyed. In 2 minutes and 12 seconds, he will become a useless person who cannot cultivate!

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Oh?

"System, can the Holy Light Blessing heal these meridians?"

[Yes!]

Then it's fine.

Zhuge Lan turned back to continue admiring the big white cat.

Tsk, tsk, tsk!

How did it get so white?

It's practically reflecting light.

The most rare thing was the big white tiger, but unfortunately, it was lying sideways rather than sitting, making it hard to admire.

Her scorching gaze quickened the operation of the Taiji Yin-Yang Dual Cultivation Method.

This made Zhu Zhuqing, who felt uncomfortable, choose to remain silent.

Being seen by her boyfriend wasn't a big deal.

Becoming stronger was the most important thing!

Hmm…

Right!

A little over a minute later.

Having endured the rupture of his meridians, Tang San finally caught his breath.

He drew a hidden arrow and shot it into the dormitory where Xiao Wu was.

— This little scoundrel still has a bit of brains.

Although the only person from Shrek who could save him now was Zhuge Lan.

If he had gone to her earlier, he would have definitely been ignored.

Xiao Wu was different.

Recognizing the arrow shot by Tang San, she hurriedly rushed out of the room.

Seeing Tang San sprawled on the ground, her heart tightened!

"Tang San!"

"What happened to you?"

Her shocked voice roused the meditating Ning Rongrong and Oscar, who both rushed out to check the situation.

Seeing Tang San's chaotic inner power, they were all confused.

What happened to him?

Seeing Xiao Wu still shaking Tang San, his face was turning a shade of purple.

Oscar couldn't help but remind, "Instead of fussing over him, why not get Brother Lan to take a look?"

Xiao Wu suddenly came to her senses!

Letting go of Tang San, she dashed towards Zhuge Lan's dormitory door, raising her hand to push the door open.

"Boom—"

A powerful gust of wind swept out, sending Xiao Wu flying.

Zhuge Lan, draped in a robe, stepped out with a cold expression.

"Isn't it rude to just push the door open at this time of night?"

After all, she was undressed!

If the lecherous rabbit saw her, she would be at a total loss.

If some busybody followed, then Zhu Zhuqing…

Thus, Zhuge Lan was very unhappy.

But Xiao Wu paid no attention to this detail; she was only thinking about her third brother.

"Brother Lan!"

"Tang San seems to be having a problem! You need to help him!"

"His situation is really not good!"

[Emotion Points +99999]

Hmm.

Given the emotion points, Zhuge Lan didn't beat around the bush.

She coldly said—

"The manual clearly states that to cultivate divine skills, one must first castrate themselves."

"Some people, relying on a bit of a foundation, switch between two types of skills."

"Isn't this going down a path of demonic cultivation?"

[Emotion Points +99595]

Tang San struggled to rise.

He tried desperately to signal Zhuge Lan with his eyes, frantically sending out a distress signal.

Xiao Wu was also bewildered.

She didn't know what demonic cultivation meant, but it didn't sound good!

"Brother Lan! Please save Tang San!" Xiao Wu pleaded, "As long as you can save him, I'm willing to do anything!"

This statement

Could easily lead to misunderstandings.

And indeed.

Tang San's emotion points shot up to over 100,000.

Zhu Zhuqing, who had followed out, also showed a serious expression.

Zhuge Lan shot her a glare; this one truly was undesirable.

Zhu Zhuqing obediently nodded, standing quietly to the side.

"Pfft—"

Tang San spat out blood, collapsing weakly to the ground.

He occasionally twitched, indicating he was still alive.

But his breath was weak, and he seemed close to death.

[Emotion Points +44444]

This made Xiao Wu so anxious that she was almost in tears!

[Emotion Points +55555]

"Brother Lan!"

"Say something!"

"How do we treat this?!"

Zhuge Lan glanced at Xiao Wu, wondering who she thought she was ordering around?

Ning Rongrong felt a bit sorry for her.

She quietly reminded, "Xiao Wu, Brother Lan isn't obligated to help you."

Anxious, Xiao Wu was startled!

She remembered yesterday's situation.

Taking a deep breath, she tried to calm her emotions.

She pleaded with Zhuge Lan, "Brother Lan, please tell me what to do now!"

"I promise I'll help you with anything in the future!"

Zhuge Lan rolled her eyes.

As if I wanted anything from you.

However, she did want to see a good show.

So she reminded—

"Tang San's current situation, that Xuantian Skill can't suppress it anymore."

"Do you remember what I said earlier about the advantages boys have when cultivating the Sunflower Manual?"

Boys' strengths?

Xiao Wu recalled and suddenly froze!

Could it be—

[Emotion Points +151515]

"Looks like you've thought of it."

Zhuge Lan said with a smirk—

"Tang San is currently suffering from the backlash of the Sunflower Manual, so as long as you cut it off, the backlash will cease."

"If you're going to make a move, you better do it quickly. In another minute, he'll be a person who can't cultivate anymore."

After saying that, she leaned against Zhu Zhuqing with her arms crossed, looking ready to watch a show.

Oscar and Ning Rongrong also curiously watched on.

What would she choose to do?

As for stepping in to help, that was absolutely out of the question.

— This concerns a man's dignity; he would definitely hold a grudge afterward.

There's no benefit in doing something like that, so why bother?

"Creak—"

Just then, Ma Hongjun pushed open the wooden door, yawning sleepily.

"What's going on? Why isn't anyone sleeping at this late hour?"

The expressions he received were all speechless.

Everyone present was practicing instead of sleeping, and he even had the nerve to ask?

Ma Hongjun, oblivious, immediately perked up upon seeing Tang San lying in a pool of blood.

"What happened to Tang San?"

"Did he get punished by Brother Lan?"

"Or is he crying…"

Oscar quickly covered Ma Hongjun's mouth and dragged him back into the dormitory.

"If you can't talk, just shut up!"

After the farce concluded.

Xiao Wu made a decisive choice.

She saw—

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