Wang Ming had no way of knowing who this White Hair was and how he was related to Wang Ling, since he didn't have enough clues.
But the truth was that Wang Ling already had a rough idea of what it was, but that was just his own speculation.
"Fate Dao" was a special kind of Great Dao, which he had learned from Bai Youquan. Although it was very complicated, it wasn't as difficult as Wang Ling had imagined when it came to actually learning it. After mastering Fate Dao, Wang Ling had a completely new understanding of the three timelines, the past, the present and the future, as well as the world lines.
He could mobilize power from any world line.
But the Fate Dao that Wang Ling mastered was in fact different from other people's.
His world lines were all under his control, and the stories that happened in the other world lines could only be considered his "clones." No matter what kind of personality the clones in the other world had or what happened to them, they couldn't possibly rebel against the original Wang Ling.
This was the ability that Wang Ling had after mastering the ultimate meaning of Fate Dao.
And Bai Youquan had only scratched the surface.
So Wang Ling had thought of a hypothesis about White Hair's identity …
Assuming that this White Hair was a clone that had left his original world before he had mastered Fate Dao, everything actually made sense …
But Wang Ling felt that this White Hair wasn't as powerful as he had imagined.
If he was really so powerful, why didn't he directly destroy the world?
After coming to this world, he resurrected his mortal enemy and organized the black shadow army. What was the point of doing all these fancy things?
It was nothing more than an unknown grand plan hidden behind all this.
Even though these were just Wang Ling's speculations at this stage, given that Wang Ming had provided him with a small number of clues to support them, there was a high possibility that they were right.
The more Wang Ling thought about it, the more reasonable this explanation seemed.
Because so far, he hadn't found any trace of White Hair.
There was nothing on this Earth that Wang Ling couldn't find.
But if this person had come from another Earth in another world line, it actually made sense that he couldn't find him …
After all, every world line had a different story happening at every moment, and the laws and times of the world itself were also completely different. Their current world used spirit qi, so other worlds might also use battle qi, horse qi, immortal qi and so on as a natural energy source in place of spirit qi …
Wang Ling couldn't sleep that night.
Xia Ming, who was lying in the hospital, couldn't sleep either.
This was the standard temperament of a young man.
Xia Ming had always been unconvinced by the outcome of his duel with Wang Ling, and felt that Wang Ling had defeated him purely by luck.
But he really couldn't figure out what kind of body movement Wang Ling was using.
Why was it that every punch he threw actually turned around and landed on his own body?
Why was it that he was always the one who got hurt in the fight?
He kept saying that he wouldn't let Wang Ling off, but in fact, he wasn't thinking of anything too malicious; he just wanted to find a suitable opportunity to fight Wang Ling again!
Fair and just! Sparring in private! Not for Lotus Sun! It was all for the sake of fighting for a bit of pride!
After lying in the hospital for a while, Xia Ming felt that he had calmed down a little.
In the afternoon, Treasurer Zhang of Huaguo Water Curtain Group came to look for him as a representative, asking him to name a price to leave Lotus Sun.
Xia Ming thought that Huaguo Water Curtain Group might have misunderstood him, and he refused the treasurer's request on the spot. However, he also agreed that he wouldn't harass Lotus Sun in public again, and that everything from now on would be based on the principle of fair competition!
While in the hospital, Xia Ming thought about it for a long time. The biggest reason why Lotus Sun looked down on him was probably because he wasn't outstanding enough.
If he was outstanding enough …
Perhaps everything would become smoother!
At that moment, Xia Ming tossed and turned on the hospital bed. He only had one thought in his mind, and that was to get better from his injuries as soon as possible so that he could resume his normal school life as soon as possible. Then, he would study hard, study Wang Ling's fighting style, and give him a good beating!
But it was already two in the morning, and Xia Ming still didn't feel the slightest bit tired.
He stared at the ceiling, deep in thought.
At that moment, the door to the ward suddenly opened. Xia Ming thought that it was a nurse making rounds, so he closed his eyes slightly and ignored her.
A very untimely male voice rang out. It was very low but magnetic. "Xia Ming, descendant of the Ancient Divine Clan, how are you?"
It clearly wasn't the female nurse's voice.
Xia Ming thought it was someone else who had come to visit him, and his tone was clearly impatient. He turned his body halfway to the side, one hand already on the call bell, and he couldn't be bothered to pay attention to the visitor. "Big brother, it's already midnight … why don't you look at the time???" Who would come to visit a patient in the middle of the night?! This person was either a lunatic or a psychopath!
"I advise you to keep your little tricks to yourself, Classmate Xia Ming. Otherwise, I can't guarantee the safety of the little nurse who comes here. " When that voice rang out, Xia Ming saw a dark shadow as thin as a gossamer grip his hand.
In a split second, he actually couldn't move. He felt pressure on his body, as if he was being bound by an indescribable force … It was like being held down by a ghost! He couldn't move, but his consciousness was extremely clear!
He could sense that the shadow was talking to him.
"Who on earth are you …" At that moment, Xia Ming already realized that the other party hadn't come with good intentions. It definitely wasn't here to visit him, but was clearly looking for him.
"I'm Nightmare."
The shadow smiled. "I'm everyone's Nightmare."
"What do you mean?" Xia Ming was puzzled.
"You don't need to know what it means, but I can tell you that I'm here to help you fulfill your wish." The mysterious shadow's voice came again. "Do you know what your greatest failure was in the duel?"
"Power …" Xia Ming replied.
"That's right, you're indeed too weak." The shadow smiled. "So, I can help you become stronger, Classmate Xia Ming."
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Xia Ming asked.
"The Ancient Divine Clan has a unique physique, and your physique is actually one of a kind in the Ancient Divine Clan. With your constitution, you can absorb the power of an entire underground heavenly vein … As long as you can absorb the power of that heavenly vein, defeating that Classmate Wang will be a piece of cake. So, do you want to become stronger? Let's do a sex trade. "
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