Could time really be turned back?
If it was possible, Su Yao wanted to go back to that day. He would not stand on the spot and watch the man walk away.
"What's coming next is very dangerous, and I'm a reckless and adventurous person, so I can handle it alone."
"Trust me."
Yes, he trusted Tang Ling every single time, so the more he believed, the worse news came.
If he knew this would happen, he would not have believed it the first time.
He would have gone back to that day and that moment to stop him.
Unfortunately, the Time Reversal Potion could not really turn back time. It was just a miraculous potion that could awaken the memory of cells. It could restore every cell to its peak state for a short period of time, allowing the person to travel back in time, but it was not without a price.
In short, it was a miraculous cell theory that the old civilization could not explain.
Fifteen minutes later, Su Yao stood up.
His white hair fell over his shoulders, and his physique was bigger and stronger. His yellow skin had a strange luster, like the soil of the earth.
His originally sharp facial features became even wilder. His thick eyebrows, deep and upturned eyes, and wide nose made him look like a lion.
"Hey, Su Siao, did you know? As long as we're together, everyone will purposely avoid a topic. " He chewed on a blade of grass in a carefree manner, his hands behind his head, and his legs crossed as he stared at the starry sky.
In the vast grassland, an ignorant Level 5 mutated beast, the Billowing Star Lion, happened to walk past him.
"Roar!" He suddenly jumped up and growled at the Billowing Star Lion.
"Grrr!" The Billowing Star Lion was so scared that its mane bristled. It ran away with its tail between its legs.
"What's the point?" Su Siao thought he was bored, but he could not hold back his curiosity. "What topic do people purposely avoid?"
"The topic of looks. I'm too handsome. When you're with me, you're like a beast walking beside me. "He was serious as he gestured and said," Who said there's only a beauty and a beast? When I'm with you, it's a hunk and a beast.
Everyone thinks it's awkward, so you know … "
"Motherf * cker!" Su Siao really wanted to beat him up. As long as God gave him a chance, Su Siao would seize the chance to beat his face into a pulp. Yes, he would tear his mouth apart too.
Unfortunately, God had closed the door to him since he was eight years old. He could not beat him, so he could only be beaten!
"You'll be called Mad Lion from now on. Isn't that cool?" He sat up and spat out the grass in his mouth. With a smile in his eyes, he said, "My brother's appearance must be shocking. Tsk, tsk, tsk. Come and take a look. People are shouting 'Mad Lion Su Siao' and 'Mad Lion Su Siao' with reverence. Don't you think your face is twenty times more handsome? "
"Are you done yet?" Su Siao was furious.
"No." He lay down and looked at the deep starry sky again. "Do you know? On this prairie, the most respected creature was the White Lion. In the legends of the prairies of the old civilization, the white lion is the messenger of God, the king of the prairies. "
"You said that you were born with white hair. Sometimes, I wonder if you were a white lion in your previous life.
"You look like a lion anyway."
"Are you kidding me?" Su Siao did not know whether to laugh or cry. He could not hold it back anymore, so he raised his fist and threw a punch.
Whatever, even if I can't win, I'll give it my all.
"Ouch, Big Brother Su Siao, stop. I'm sorry."
"Ouch, think about it. What about Mad Lion? A roaring white lion? Hahaha … "
The memories seemed to be from a long time ago, to the point that he could not be sure when he thought about it.
However, many years later, what he said would come true. People would look at him with reverence and shout 'Mad Lion Su Siao' and 'Mad Lion Su Siao'. At that moment, he remembered the days when he was adventuring in the prairies.
Time was irreversible. Was it really irreversible? Su Yao picked up the mirror that Rona left in the room. He looked very young in the mirror. It felt unreal as if he was looking at a picture or portrait of himself when he was younger.
Mad Lion Su Siao? The name would soon be forgotten, right?
How could the name that he gave it to himself be forgotten so easily? Su Yao, no, Su Siao knew that the name would make its grand entrance one day.
He had been waiting for this day, and it had finally come. Today was the day he was waiting for.
"You little bastard." Somehow, Su Siao thought of Tang Ling and could not help but curse softly, but he soon curled his lips into a smile.
Like what he said, there was always hope. Even if it didn't appear at this moment, it would appear at the next moment. In this world, not even God could stifle hope.
"Can he still recognize me?" Su Siao clenched his fist and dust swirled around it. Soon, it formed a thin layer of soil over his fist and hardened it.
However, when he thought about how shocked Tang Ling would be when he saw him, Su Siao could not hold back the smile in his eyes.
This was so interesting. He shook his fist, and the layer of earth armor on his fist immediately turned into dust, drifting in the air.
**
Boom! The moment Tang Ling opened the door of the energy room, he was almost blasted away by the violent energy that gushed out.
What did it feel like to go berserk because of the density of the energy? That was the feeling. Tang Ling clenched his teeth and slammed the door shut. He could not leave the door open or the energy would leak out.
Phew! Tang Ling heaved a sigh of relief and sat down with his legs crossed in front of the door.
Staying in the energy room was really uncomfortable. It was like staying in a gravity chamber. The pressure in the room was almost five times that of the outside world. Just standing in the room made him feel like he was being crushed by rocks. When he sat down with his legs crossed, he even heard his bones cracking.
Could he absorb the energy? Would the moment he absorbed it, his body would explode?
Tang Ling did not have an answer, but he had no other choice.
What he had to do was simple. He had to activate the war seed!
What would it be like if he had 20 of himself combined? What if he activated the little seed?
It was hard to imagine how powerful the combat power would be at that time! Would it be enough for him to take revenge?
But before that, he still had to activate the war seed! How much energy would he need? How much time would he need? Therefore, Tang Ling's plan from the start was to replenish the energy reserve of the Tower.
Now that he had achieved it, he closed his eyes and started to circulate the Thousand Satin Skill.
He wanted to use the Thousand Satin Skill to absorb the energy into his body and pour the extra energy into the war seed.
It was a very dangerous method. Tang Ling did not expect the energy in the energy room to be so berserk!
However, he could not change the method because he could not absorb the energy directly.
Huu! Ssss! Tang Ling's breathing slowed down. As the Thousand Satin Skill circulated, the compressed energy in the energy room that had nowhere to go seemed to have found a tiny exit as it surged towards Tang Ling in a frenzy. Pfft!
Tang Ling spat out a mouthful of blood after he tried to absorb a little bit of the energy.
The energy in the room did not even need to be captured. The moment the extremely dense energy entered his body, it felt like a heavy hammer was sucked into his body.
Tang Ling felt like the cells in his body were being squeezed to the point of bursting.
What should I do? I can't absorb it at all! Absorbing the energy is fatal!
However, Tang Ling wiped the blood off the corner of his mouth and closed his eyes again. If that was the case, there was only one way left for him to try.
If that did not work, Tang Ling was prepared to forcefully absorb the energy with his life on the line!
"Little seed, little seed …" Tang Ling gathered his spirit and tried to contact the seed in his heart.
The little seed responded quickly with a sleepy tone.
Recently, it had been in a satisfied state and was no longer lacking the energy to grow, so most of the time, it was asleep.
"Can you feel the energy in here?" Tang Ling expressed his thoughts.
The little seed replied excitedly. Compared to all kinds of food that needed to be converted, the purest energy was the resource that the little seed needed the most.
Unfortunately, even if Tang Ling cultivated the Thousand Satin Skill to the highest level, the energy he could absorb might not be enough for the little seed. Therefore, he would have to replenish himself with all kinds of resources.
Regardless, the little seed's excitement was understandable when it sensed a room filled with energy.
"Daddy, Daddy, Little Seed wants to eat, eat …"
"Daddy, eat … eat …"
Tang Ling's face twitched. Why do I feel like I'm a retard? Even though he tried his best to be numb to it, every time he heard the little seed call him daddy, Tang Ling still felt complicated.
He tried his best to suppress the discomfort and started to express his plan to the little seed in a serious manner.
He did not know whether the plan was too complicated for the little seed. What else could he expect from a retard?
Tang Ling was not confident at all.
Five minutes later, after Tang Ling repeated the simple plan seven times, the little seed finally seemed to understand it, but it was still a blur.
It tried its best to express its response, but it was filled with jealousy.
It said, 'Why does Little Seed have to spit out what it ate?'
'Why does Little Seed have to feed something else?'
'Something else?' Tang Ling was infuriated. Did the little seed have any empathy? Aren't you all seeds?
However, he could not explain too much to the retard little seed. The only way to deal with this kind of dumb seed was to lie to it.
"Hmm, you've eaten it before. If you spit it out, it means that Daddy loves you more.
"If you eat too much at once, you won't be able to digest it. If you die, Daddy will be heartbroken.
"That's why I have to feed it this time. But Daddy doesn't want it to eat it so easily. You have to spit it out before it can eat it. "
Tang Ling did not feel guilty at all when he said those words. He only felt like his intelligence was being deeply insulted because the words that came out of his mouth were extremely disgusting.
How dare it call itself Daddy?!
However, he had no choice. If he did not lower his intelligence to the same level as the little seed, he would never be able to communicate with it.
As expected, Tang Ling's lie worked. The little seed showed an unusually happy emotion. It even showed a sense of attachment and coquettishness. It probably thought that Tang Ling was being too nice to it.
"Then, it's settled. Daddy will absorb the energy. If I can't eat it, you'll eat it. Spit it out slowly. Remember, spit it out slowly.
"Good boy, you have to be elegant. Spitting out too much at once isn't elegant."
In the end, Tang Ling emphasized the rhythm of spitting out the energy. He was afraid that the little seed was retarded. If it spat out all the energy it absorbed at once, it would be the same as not absorbing at all.
The little seed nodded.
It was then that Tang Ling wiped the sweat off his forehead and prepared to circulate the Thousand Satin Skill again.
As a matter of fact, compared to communicating with the little seed, he would rather eat vicious beast meat. It was too tiring.
Half a minute later, Tang Ling entered a meditative state again. His body was like a whirlpool as he was sucked into the room filled with violent energy.
Boom! Similar to last time, the energy gushed over like a swarm of bees. While Tang Ling circulated the energy, the little seed also started to absorb the energy frenziedly.
Great! The absorption this time was within the limit that both Tang Ling and the little seed could handle.
Tang Ling did not care about the little seed's frenzied cries of "I'm stuffed" and "I'm going to puke".
He started to circulate the energy in his body towards the inside of his thighs.
The energy that was not absorbed by the little seed was also Tang Ling's limit, or rather, it was slightly over his limit.
Therefore, the process was extremely painful. Every inch that the little seed circulated was like being crushed by a heavy object, but it was only painful.
However, it was only pain. It was within a reasonable range. It would not cause the cells to explode, nor would it cause any harm to the body.
Instead, it coincided with the essence of Thousand Satin Skill. He used energy to refine his cells, and with that as a foundation, he could absorb energy to a certain degree.
Tang Ling realized that in this state, his cells would unconsciously leave a trace of energy behind. It was not something that he could control. Instead, it was more like an autonomous instinct.
He also discovered that cultivating the Thousand Satin Skill in this environment was more than twice as efficient as cultivating in a normal environment.
Finally, the first wave of energy was compressed to the inside of his thigh, and the war seed that he hid under his thigh started to move.
All it took was an instant for the energy that Tang Ling worked hard to transport to be sucked dry in one go.
What kind of efficiency was this? What kind of appetite was this? Compared to it, the little seed was like an anorexic child.
"Little seed, spit." Tang Ling closed his eyes and ordered the little seed to release its energy.
Whoosh! The little seed spat out a huge wave of energy. Tang Ling's body trembled and he almost exploded from the impact of the energy.
However, the benefits of the training started to show. The wave of energy that exceeded Tang Ling's tolerance limit was slowly controlled.
As if the little seed sensed Tang Ling's pain, it started to express guilt and 'don't hit me'.
It was the first time Tang Ling felt a little warm, so he instinctively comforted it. 'Little seed, you're a good boy. Daddy won't hit you.'
However, the moment the thought left his mind, Tang Ling wanted to beat himself to death.
Damn it! Why am I acting like a daddy now? What kind of disgusting way of talking is that? Will I get used to it in the future?!
However, since he was cultivating, Tang Ling dared not have too many distracting thoughts. After the thought flashed in his mind, he continued to focus on feeding the war seed.
Five minutes passed.
The energy in the energy room was compressed to the point that it almost materialized. The energy waves finally weakened a little.
Tang Ling and the little seed were getting better at working together, so the feeding speed of the war seed started to accelerate.
To Tang Ling's surprise, all he wanted to do was feed the war seed with the Thousand Satin Skill, but he unintentionally welcomed a rapid growth in his body.
Under the extreme pressure, the cells were able to withstand a substantial amount of energy. With sufficient energy, he did not even have to worry about how much energy he should use to train and how much energy he should absorb.
Even if he purposely did not absorb the energy, the cells would automatically retain traces of energy and fill up his body.
Ten minutes later.
Due to the increased efficiency and Tang Ling's rapid growth, the energy in the energy room was reduced by a quarter.
The energy in the energy room was reduced by a quarter.
Tang Ling was shocked to realize that the first vortex in his abdomen was slowly forming!
Was there anything more surprising than this?
One thing worth noting was that the biggest difference between the Addendum and Safety Sector No. 17's version of the Thousand Satin Skill was the beginning. Other than using energy to cleanse the cells, the other difference was the formation of the vortex.
Safety Sector No. 17's version of the Thousand Satin Skill did not specify where the first vortex should be formed. Instead, the faster the vortex was formed, the better. The location was not important.
However, the Addendum stated that the first vortex must be formed in the dantian.
On top of that, according to the Addendum, the first vortex was the beginning of all origins. The meaning was self-explanatory. When the first vortex was formed, all the energy must be absorbed by it before it could be transferred to the rest of the body because the first vortex must be used to replenish the source of life!
Therefore, the formation of the first vortex in the dantian was of utmost importance. One should not try to achieve it in one go. Instead, one must pursue refinement and repeated training. The goal was not to form it on purpose but to form it naturally.
As a matter of fact, with Tang Ling's nourishment, everyone else in the Fierce Dragon Squad had their own vortex.
Only Tang Ling did not purposely form the vortex. Instead, he crushed and compressed the energy that he could gather in his dantian to the limit!
Tang Ling waited patiently. Since he could not crush and compress the vortex, it formed naturally.
Today, he succeeded!
What Tang Ling did not know was that the process of forming the Addendum was an extremely painful and long process for everyone who could cultivate it.
Without the vortex, the cultivation speed would be much slower than the others.
Besides, where could they find enough energy to crush and compress it? Even if they had enough energy, could their body withstand it?
Therefore, for many people who practiced the addendum, their whirlpools were not the purest and most natural whirlpools. Instead, they were man-made and created by certain factors.
A natural vortex was hard to come by.
If Tang Ling did not have the little seed and accidentally stumble into the energy storage room, he might have had to form his own vortex in the end.
Now that the vortex had formed naturally, Tang Ling's energy absorption speed skyrocketed.
However, the energy in the energy storage room had thinned down and was not as violent as before. Plus, Tang Ling's body could withstand more energy, so the process of storing energy made him feel more comfortable.
He seemed to have entered a state of cultivation. As he fed the war seed, he tempered his cells, absorbed the energy, crushed them, and compressed them.
The energy vortex in his abdomen was getting clearer.
At that moment, Tang Ling finally sensed that the war seed's reserve was more than two-thirds full and it was close to completion.
But what about the time? How much time had passed?!
Tang Ling decided to absorb the energy without holding back. He did not have to be as careful as before. Now that he had benefited from it, he had to repeat the dangerous and difficult process.
As long as he could get stronger! As long as he could save some time!
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