That was it.
Countless questions swirled in Yang Kong's mind, but he was unable to think.
He instinctively stood beside the genetic tester and watched the dull expression on Tang Ling's face. He saw Tang Ling's painful yet determined expression.
He saw Tang Ling's gums bleed and it slowly turned into a trickle of blood that flowed out from the corner of his mouth.
He saw Tang Ling's body tremble.
He saw Tang Ling's sweat pouring down like rain and the floor was wet.
Countless times, Yang Kong instinctively wanted to turn off the genetic tester, but would it work? Tang Ling's spirit was so powerful that he did not even need the genetic tester to enter the visualization state and continue to capture the energy.
It would just waste some time.
However, the kid was so determined and serious. Why would he waste his time?
Anyone would be moved and would not have the heart to interrupt him, would they?
Even if he was cultivating something? He did not feel like he was holding back a single bit of energy as all of it leaked out.
Yang Kong lit up another cigarette. Maybe because of the numbing effect of the cigarette, he slowly calmed down.
He felt that he should look for the Wyvern. At such a difficult time, he should listen to the Wyvern's opinion.
It had been like this since they were young. As orphans, they had to rely on each other to keep each other warm in order to survive.
Yang Kong felt like he was a little emotional today.
Maybe because of the kid's appearance, it reminded him of the tough days that he had to grit his teeth and endure.
He moved a chair from the computer and a professional book from the old civilization before sitting down.
I'll guard the kid like this. If anything happens, I'll save him in time.
I hope the kid learns his lesson this time and won't be so reckless the next time he collects energy. I don't think so. The kid is not an idiot.
**
The worst of the pain was over.
One breath, two breaths, three breaths … The rhythmic breathing seemed to have a magical calming effect. It allowed one to slowly forget the pain and enter a state of selflessness.
It was not that magical, was it? Didn't the old civilization have something called yoga? It relied on meditation to forget the pain and made the body do all kinds of weird movements?
Tang Ling felt a little better. His Precise Instinct started to work. The first thing he calculated was the energy. With a comparison, he could calculate how much energy was the most efficient method.
Not only did he have to calculate the limit of what his body could endure, but he also had to calculate the efficiency of his time.
However, his Precise Instinct, which had gone through all kinds of calculations, was not difficult for him to solve the problem. A few seconds later, he got an answer. Tang Ling had collected 5/6 of the energy this time, and that was the optimal amount.
With the answer, Tang Ling was relieved.
As he watched the impurities in his body being cleansed in large amounts, coupled with the fact that he activated his Precise Instinct, a strange thought popped up in his mind.
However, the duration of the energy wash would not be long. Just as the thought popped up in his mind, the energy wash was over.
Tang Ling could feel the emptiness and impurities in his body being mostly expelled.
It seemed like a very proud result, but in fact, it was not worth being happy about. This was the same as sweeping the floor. When there was a large pile of rubbish, a few casual sweeps would be able to sweep away a large amount of rubbish.
What was rare was that in the end, most of the rubbish had been swept away, and they began to meticulously clean up the corners. This would consume a lot of energy.
Therefore, it was very difficult to remove all the impurities at once.
So, was it because his life was not noble enough? Tang Ling used his random thoughts to catch his breath before he started the next round of energy collection.
**
July.
Safety Sector No. 17 was experiencing a scorching summer.
It was the season of fire and the air was restless.
They should be thankful that the Purple Moon era had arrived. It strengthened life and allowed them to survive, reproduce, and even work under the high temperature.
Or should they blame the era? If it were not for the drastic changes that the era brought, why would summer be so hot?
How could there be a place with feather-sized snow in such a season, a world of ice and snow?
"In the old civilization, this is the northern hemisphere, so it shouldn't be snowing during this season." Looking at the endless snow outside the window, a young woman could not help but exclaim out of curiosity.
She had a pretty face and her astonished expression was vivid like the most beautiful flower in the valley.
Unfortunately, after the astonishment, she could not help but feel a sense of desolation.
Another woman sitting beside her had the same desolate expression as her. She was of the same age, but this woman had a head of fiery red hair, a plump face, well-defined facial features, and plump red lips, which filled her with a fiery sense of temptation.
However, when the desolation was written all over her face, the fiery temptation would make one sigh.
Hundreds of giant snow wolves were pulling the huge, exquisite hover car as it moved forward rapidly.
As a matter of fact, the hover car could move forward on its own, so it would not be a problem.
However, Tang Ling would think that it was too slow.
Therefore, when he entered the extreme snowy land, he walked out of the hover car with his sword in the snowy night.
Although he was tall and slender, his slightly scrawny figure made people worry that he would be swallowed by the snow as he moved further away.
However, no one was worried. Even the slightest worry would make people feel like they were insulting him.
Therefore, everyone waited quietly in the car.
In less than an hour, he returned.
His favorite white uniform was still as clean as ever, but the patterns embroidered with silver threads looked even more vivid in the snowy night.
His long black hair was neat and tidy like before he left. Although it was tied with a simple black ribbon, when the night breeze blew, the way it fluttered was mesmerizing.
His sword was very clean, as clean as his fair skin.
His face was clean as well. His facial features were handsome, his face was delicate, and his deep black eyes had an unusual calmness to them that could easily make a girl's heart race.
He did not look like he had been in a battle. He did not even look like he had been wandering in the snow for an hour.
However, there were hundreds of giant snow wolves standing behind him. Their faces were filled with human-like respect.
The alpha wolf squatted beside him, as gentle as a pet dog.
He caressed the alpha wolf's fur and strode towards the hover car. "Let them pull the car. Nothing can run faster than them in the snow.
I want to go back as soon as possible. " Before he got into the car, he turned around and smiled. He was not smiling at anyone, but as if he had thought of something, he could not help but smile.
His smile almost suffocated the four girls at the scene.
The eight guards could not help but feel a sense of warmth.
However, everyone knew that his smile was only for himself. In his isolated world, his pride could not tolerate anyone, let alone cry, laugh, or be sad for anyone.
Except for her — Higan, the Queen of Higan.
"How fast can it be? I suspect that if we were here, the dragons would run the fastest, so Young Master Long would go and catch one. "The red-haired girl pouted. She wanted to control herself, but she could not help but complain.
"I don't doubt that Young Master Long can catch a dragon." The pretty girl sighed softly.
Perhaps the legends were true. The colder a man was, the more he would be moved once he was moved.
However, no one would have thought that the young master, who was only 17 years old and had a bright future, would be moved so quickly.
He was moved, was he not?
When he looked at her, the gentleness in his eyes could melt ice. Even his smile was gentle and caring, and when he held her hand, it was as if he was holding the world in his hands.
Even if he did not say it out loud, the details would betray everything.
Unfortunately, other than loneliness, no girl wanted to complain. What else could she complain about? Complain about the Queen of Higan? She had to overcome the inferiority she felt when she stood in front of him.
They were a match made in heaven. Based on their positions, it was only natural that they would be together, right?
Whether it was the pretty girl or the red-haired girl, neither of them dared to hope for Young Master Long's affection, but it did not mean that they were not sad. Even though they were just maidservants, it was still a blessing to be with Young Master Long all the time.
If Young Master Long really got together with Queen Higan, would there still be a place for them? It's a sad thing to think about.
"With this speed, we can save another four hours of time. At this rate, we should be able to return to Starstay City in less than 15 days, right? "The hover car was huge and divided into three compartments.
The last carriage was Young Master Long's private carriage. Without his permission, no one was allowed to enter without permission.
Except for his teacher, Qi Dou, who grew up with him.
However, even Qi Dou knew the young man's personality very well. Under normal circumstances, his questions did not require an answer.
He already had an answer.
In the misty bathroom, which was decorated with fine jade pieces, Young Master Long's voice came again. "Hmm, there's no need for that. Even if I don't have to save time for the rest of the journey, I'll still enter Sky Castle in 13 days, 6 hours, 47 minutes, and 6 seconds.
"But I'll still try my best to save time." Young Master Long smiled.
He rarely smiled, even though every smile he gave people a good impression of him.
However, he was not stingy in smiling at Higan every day, from morning to night, as long as she liked him.
The thought was eating away at him, so he smiled more now, although it was only when he thought of Higan.
Qi Dou sighed in his heart.
He wondered if it was the right decision to send Dragon to that place after spending so much effort.
He opened his squinted eyes and took a sip of wine from the gourd at his waist. "Compared to this, do you feel the impurities in your body lessen along the way?"
"A little bit. They're a little too stubborn." Dragon kept his smile away and calmed down.
Anyone with a keen eye could see that the carriage was shrouded in a thin layer of purple mist at all times.
In the small bathtub, the purple mist had almost condensed into liquid.
The surroundings of the bathtub were made of the best type of jade that the old civilization referred to as the Old Pit Ice Type Jadeite.
At the bottom of the bathtub was a purple Universal Source Rock.
The green liquid in the bathtub was brewed from the core of a few vicious plants. One should not doubt the species of the vicious plants as they were obviously beneficial for cultivation. Even a single leaf was filled with energy, let alone the core.
With such luxurious equipment, it would be strange if the energy did not condense into a solid form.
But Dragon did not use the energy to cultivate. Cultivation was a serious matter. Even though he was so talented that even the old men in the True Capital took notice of him, he still believed that he should be fully prepared before he cultivated.
The conditions were too rough, so all he could do was slowly whittle away the impurities in his body.
Dragon did not think that it was luxurious at all. The drastic changes in the era had made the resources richer.
Compared to the young masters and geniuses in the True Capital, he might be a little too frugal.
He should speed up the process of removing the impurities even though there were still impurities in his body. With that in mind, Dragon closed his eyes. His Precise Instinct accurately sensed that the impurities in his body were only 0.4%.
Just a little more and he would be able to achieve the perfect body. The body might not seem important now, but it would be the key to victory in the future.
At the thought of this, the dragon stood up from the water with a splash.
As he stood up, the water droplets rolled down his perfect, streamlined muscles. A trace of energy flashed across the surface of his body and the water droplets were all dried up.
Picking up a white robe and putting it on, Dragon looked at Qi Dou and said, "Teacher, am I still a little slow? I really want to know what he achieved when he was 17 years old. "
"Why are you always so obsessed with comparison? Your path is your path. Whether you're stronger or weaker than him, you can't change your own path. "Qi Dou obviously did not want to answer Dragon's question.
However, a trace of hatred flashed over Dragon's eyes and he said stubbornly, "I want to know."
"Fine. Back then, he was still a gangster. My description should be accurate, right? " Qi Dou seemed to be a little cold. After taking a sip of wine, he curled up his body and leaned against the corner of the carriage, drowsily.
**
Four hours had passed.
Tang Ling was getting more and more familiar with the rhythm of cultivation.
His strange idea was implemented after he gathered the energy for the second time. As the energy washed through his body again and again, he became more familiar with it and even got an unexpected reward.
What was Tang Ling's strange idea? It was to use his Precise Instinct to remove the impurities in the energy.
It would undoubtedly increase Tang Ling's burden since the operation of his Precise Instinct would consume a part of his spirit.
On top of that, Tang Ling's Precise Instinct was not that effective when it came to sensing his own body. He could only sense it in a blurry manner.
However, Tang Ling had always been like this. Not only was he fast, but he was also used to treating torture and pain as the secret weapon of his cultivation.
It was simple. If he lacked resources, he would challenge his limits over and over again. Only by doing so would he be able to improve.
As a matter of fact, the idea worked.
Although it was indeed a burden at first, it was fine after he got used to it. With the help of his Precise Instinct, the efficiency of removing the impurities was indeed faster.
On top of that, he also got an unexpected reward. He could sense his body a little clearer. When he concentrated, he could even sense the tiny impurities in his body. He would then transform his spirit into a small broom and use it to wash away the impurities along with the energy that washed over him.
Everything was going smoothly. Everything was going well.
Tang Ling felt that way, but in Yang Kong's eyes, it was a terrifying cultivation.
He did not know whether it was because his spirit was squeezed to the limit or because his body had to endure too much energy, but Tang Ling was bleeding from his seven orifices.
Furthermore, his body was thinner than before, and it could be measured with the naked eye.
What kind of cultivation is this? Yang Kong looked up helplessly.
His thinner body might have something to do with Tang Ling's strange cultivation. However, he was bleeding from his seven orifices and his body would spasm from time to time. It was definitely a sign that he was enduring hellish pain.
It was heart-wrenching, and it was hard to interrupt him.
Tang Ling sat in the genetic tester with his legs crossed, looking satisfied and determined. What was the big deal about interrupting him?
With that in mind, Yang Kong sighed. He opened the transparent door of the genetic tester again, allowing the purple mist with a little bit of black energy to spread out.
As a matter of fact, if it were not for the strange mist, Yang Kong would have interrupted Tang Ling's cultivation a long time ago to correct him.
Something must have gone wrong. Why is there not a single bit of energy left in my body?
However, as meticulous as Yang Kong was, when Tang Ling started to wash his body for the fourth time, he noticed that the purple mist that flowed out of Tang Ling's body was a little special. There were obvious black lines mixed in the mist.
Yang Kong took out a test tube and carefully collected a part of it.
Then, he used the computer in the lab to analyze the black lines and found out that they were harmful to the human body.
Therefore, Yang Kong purposely opened the door of the genetic tester and released the purple mist mixed with the black lines from time to time.
His actions unintentionally helped Tang Ling a lot by preventing him from absorbing the impurities back into his body when the purple mist flowed out.
So? Therefore, Tang Ling should not be cultivating the Thousand Satin Skill but another cultivation method that looked like the Thousand Satin Skill.
He did not make any mistakes nor did he do anything useless.
Yang Kong was very smart. Otherwise, he would not have been the only person in the entire Safety Sector who was qualified to be a scientist.
Unless he did not care and did not want to think about it, once he did, he could come up with a reasonable answer with a little thought.
Of course, no matter how smart he was, he would never have thought that it was the Thousand Satin Skill because Tang Ling was Su Yao's man. Su Yao's private cultivation method was the most reasonable explanation.
"I hope Su Yao is right. Not many people know how precious the Thousand Satin Skill is. This isn't a technique that's amazing from the start. "Yang Kong sighed as he watched Tang Ling continue his cultivation.
Maybe after spending a few hours with Tang Ling out of nowhere, Yang Kong liked Tang Ling even though they did not talk to each other and Tang Ling did not know that Yang Kong was sneakily observing him.
Time continued to pass in silence.
Yang Kong had only gone out for ten minutes to get himself a lunch box.
He did not know why, but he had a feeling that he had to protect Tang Ling and not expose Tang Ling's secret. The thought grew stronger in his mind.
As for Tang Ling, he was completely immersed in his cultivation.
His Precise Instinct was getting more and more sensitive to his body. He could even vaguely reach the state of introspection.
However, there was still a layer of membrane that was difficult to break through.
Maybe it was because he was too focused on the impurities that he could only see.
He had cleared 95% of the impurities.
Tang Ling was encouraged.
After three more washes, he cleared 98% of the impurities.
Great, there was still a reason for him to persist even though exhaustion started to rise from his bones.
Two more washes later.
He cleared 99% of the impurities.
How many more washes would he need to clear the remaining 1%? However, he should not give up now that there was only 1% left.
Yang Kong started to pace around. The kid had been cultivating for seven hours straight, and it was almost evening.
Orston, the chatterbox, would be here soon. Yang Kong did not want Orston to witness Tang Ling's cultivation that did not make sense.
It was not that he did not trust Orston, the simple-minded kid. It was because Orston was too simple-minded and would easily expose some secrets.
Should I think of a way to wake Tang Ling up?
After another seven washes, Tang Ling had a feeling that he did not have to wait for the next two cultivation sessions. As long as he continued this cultivation session, he would only be able to do five more washes.
He would not be able to handle it! His cells would not be able to handle it! That was what his Precise Instinct told him.
Maybe it would be better for him to clear the impurities in the next cultivation session. Through replenishment, his cells would recover and he would be able to endure many washes.
However, would he have to go through many washes? No, would he?!
This time, he should be able to remove all the impurities in his body. Tang Ling was sure of it.
When the energy waterfall crashed into his body again, Tang Ling stared at the last few tiny impurities. He used all his spirit and started to expel them with great difficulty.
Then, he succeeded!
Tang Ling wanted to be happy. Was this the perfect body that he had hoped for? Instinctively, he felt that it was not. There were still impurities that had not been completely removed.
However, there was not a single bit of impurities in his body. Was it too arbitrary to judge based on his feelings?
Tang Ling furrowed his brows, but it was that strong feeling that made him use his Precise Instinct to check his body again and again.
Finally, when his Precise Instinct scanned his heart, he knew what the problem was.
His initial thought that was like a joke had come true. There were impurities in the seed.
Should he not remove them? It was impossible because the seed was in a symbiotic relationship with him. If there were impurities in the seed, it would mean that his body had not achieved the perfect body.
Remove them? There were still four washes left.
If he used them all, would it be too risky? No one knew whether the seed would shatter at the fifth time and exceed its limit.
If it was safe, he would remove the impurities in the next cultivation session.
Next time then? But …
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