[Lin Dong: I showed it to Master Marten—he says it's beyond even Spirit-grade Martial Arts.
I can practice it now, but I can't yet unleash its full potential. Brother Zhu, this gift is too generous.]
Both praised the technique's might.
Yet their words gave Zhu Chen pause.
Heavenly-tier Dou Techniques and Spirit-grade Martial Arts were indeed powerful in their respective worlds, but the Vermilion Bird Treasure Technique drew upon the primordial flame of the true Vermilion Bird.
Its potential should far exceed those, shouldn't it?
[Zhu Chen: What kind of energy did you two use to activate it?]
[Xiao Yan: Dou Qi, of course. What else?]
[Lin Dong: Yuan Power for me!]
As expected.
The strength of a precious technique varied greatly depending on the energy source.
Dou Qi and Yuan Power were fundamentally different from the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, so the resulting power differed accordingly.
Soon, Han Li and Wang Lin also responded.
[Han Li: Brother Zhu, the might of your Vermilion Bird Treasure Technique is truly extraordinary. Thank you.]
[Wang Lin: Fellow Daoist Zhu, to cultivate such a profound technique—your own realm must be quite advanced, yes?]
[Zhu Chen: Truth be told, I've only recently stepped onto the path of cultivation.
I'm currently at the first stage of the Human Dao.....the Blood Moving Realm.]
Zhu Chen revealed his level honestly.
He had chosen the path of openness; there was no reason to hide such things.
However, some reacted with visible disdain.
[Tang San: Heh, interesting.
I assumed the group owner would be someone of considerable strength. I didn't expect just a novice.]
[Lin Dong: "Just a novice"? Care to explain that, pal?]
[Notification: Tang San has been muted by Group Owner Zhu Chen for 24 hours.]
[Zhu Chen: @Tang San Watch your tone in the future.
Since this is your first offense, I'll let you off with a light punishment. Next time, I won't be so lenient.]
[Lin Dong: Well done, Brother Zhu! Guys like him need to be put in their place.]
[Xiao Yan: Sigh… as a fellow transmigrator, I never imagined Tang San would be so arrogant. Looking down on people left and right—I'm ashamed to be lumped in the same category as him.]
…
In the Douluo Continent,
Tang San gnashed his teeth, his eyes burning with fury.
"That Zhu Chen actually dared to mute me—and even threaten me?
By the third precept of the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record, he's practically begging for death!"
"Brother, what's wrong?"
Xiao Wu, having just awakened, noticed his distress. With a playful blink, she leaped into his arms.
The soft warmth of her skin eased Tang San's anger slightly.
He took a deep breath, looked down at the beauty in his embrace, and spoke earnestly.
"Xiao Wu, if I told you I'm now in contact with people from entirely different worlds… would you believe me?"
Xiao Wu's expression shifted subtly.
"Brother, do you mean the God Realm? Mom once said that if we reach level 100 and become gods, we can ascend there."
"Not the God Realm....other worlds entirely…"
After a moment's thought, Tang San told her everything
the chat group, the novel describing Douluo Continent, all of it.
Yet after listening, Xiao Wu only giggled.
"Brother, you've gotten so much better at telling stories.
This world feels so real....how could it possibly be just a novel?"
She suddenly grabbed his hand and boldly guided it across her body.
Tang San's face flushed.
"Xiao Wu, what are you
She didn't answer right away, only continued leading his touch.
On the surface Tang San remained composed, but inside he was in turmoil.
*My cultivation is far higher than hers, yet I still can't resist her allure.*
*It seems she truly is my fatal weakness.*
*Ah, well. Xiao Wu is mine anyway.
Succumbing to her charm isn't the end of the world. It was bound to happen eventually.*
With that thought, Tang San abandoned restraint entirely.
He shifted from passive to aggressive, steadily dismantling her defenses.
A youthful, heated atmosphere gradually filled the room, accompanied by Xiao Wu's soft gasps.
Her breathing quickened.
Yet just as Tang San dropped all pretense, intent on taking things further...
Xiao Wu suddenly slipped free of his grasp.
She landed lightly on her toes before him, gazing up with affectionate eyes.
"Brother, I didn't mean anything by that.
I just wanted you to feel that I'm the real Xiao Wu—not some made-up character.
As for those stories you mentioned… I don't know if they're true or false.
But if your group owner really can decide other people's futures, wouldn't that make him a god?"
Her words hung in the air, gentle yet pointed, leaving Tang San momentarily speechless.
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