The most melodramatic rebirth in history

Chapter 206 The loss outweighs the gain
Upon hearing the helpless words, the man in purple felt a pang in his heart. He said nothing more and quietly withdrew his consciousness from his sea of ​​consciousness.

Originally, Feng Ling couldn't materialize his spiritual power in his sea of ​​consciousness with his current cultivation level. However, after he reached an equal soul contract with Elder Tong and received Elder Tong's help, the situation changed.

The Equal Soul Contract is a contract that reaches the very essence of the soul and possesses the binding force of the laws of the spirits and gods. The destinies of the two parties are intertwined, and unless one of them dies of natural causes, they will be bound together for life.

Therefore, after reaching the agreement, Feng Ling and Elder Tong did not hide much from each other except for the secrets they kept.

"An epic-level powerhouse! This is a huge windfall!"

The man in purple muttered to himself. When Feng Ling first heard this news from the green-haired old man, he was overjoyed.

Although he had already guessed it, when the result was actually presented to Feng Ling, he still couldn't help but feel a surge of inexplicable excitement.

It is understood that Elder Tong suffered severe injuries thousands of years ago and has only recently regained consciousness, remaining in a weak state. However, as the saying goes, even a starved camel is bigger than a horse!

At least, in Elder Tong's words: at the same level, the original body is invincible!

Of course, what puzzled Feng Ling the most was: why did Elder Tong, who had been asleep for thousands of years, choose to awaken this year of all years?
And the most coincidental thing is...

This was no accident!
Feng Ling learned from Elder Tong that it was able to wake up ahead of schedule thanks to him.

Last time, during the intense body tempering in Qiufeng Wan, Feng Ling threw out five Ghost Stones in one go. How enormous was the legendary energy generated at that time?
The sleeping Elder Tong was awakened by the powerful energy that overflowed.

At this moment, Tong Lao and Feng Ling reached an equal soul contract in order to get what they needed. The two were destined to be together for life, which can be considered as fate in the dark!

In fact, what Elder Tong did was very risky. Although he had the idea of ​​"testing the waters for a few hundred years first", Feng Ling's current strength was barely enough to travel across a continent, let alone the entire continent.

What if I accidentally fall to my death?
Old Tong couldn't possibly have been unaware of this, yet it still chose to tie its own life to Feng Ling's when Feng Ling wasn't strong enough.

Although it was a rather reluctant move, it also demonstrated Elder Tong's determination to wholeheartedly assist Feng Ling in becoming an unparalleled powerhouse. After all, he couldn't possibly risk his own life, could he?
However, what Elder Tong didn't know was that, just as he had his own clever plan, Feng Ling also had his own way out of the predicament.

Don't forget, the soul contract only binds the main body. Feng Ling also has a hidden clone named Ling Weiyun!

"What level of magic is this 'Cloning to Another World' technique? It's so amazing!"

The moment the soul contract was established, Feng Ling could clearly feel that his clone was completely unrestrained by the profound laws of ghosts and gods, which surprised him but also made him doubtful once again.

I searched through tens of thousands of books in the Jade Purity Sect's library, but found no record of this technique.

Even during a drunken chat with the Jade Purity Sect Master and a few others, when they exclaimed that Ling Weiyun's clone was completely drunk, the two of them were clearly unaware of it.

It was something that had never been heard of or seen before!

"Forget it, I'll just ask Master when I have the chance to see him in the future, won't I?"

After thinking for a long time without any clue, the man in purple shook his head and gave a bitter smile, no longer bothering to dwell on it.

"Whoosh—!" In the autumn wind of central Anhui, a cold wind slowly blew into the holes of the artificial rockery in the courtyard through the crack of the gate, making a rhythmic and pleasant whistling sound.

Apart from the old tree in the courtyard mysteriously disappearing, everything seemed unchanged...

However, the Jade Purity Mountains are covered with trees, so the loss of a couple of logs wouldn't matter. Therefore, after filling the large pit left by Elder Tong, Feng Ling didn't transplant any new trees; after all, no one would notice…

"Boom—!" A deafening explosion erupted from the cracked dueling platform. Immediately afterward, a blast of air swept in, and a scarred man covered in blood, his eyes wide with horror, was sent flying three hundred meters away, coughing up blood, as he was struck by the violent hurricane.

"Xiang Qiubai wins!"

Hearing the old man with the beard and hair announce the results of the match, the man in purple raised an eyebrow. In the short time he was stunned, the two on the stage had already decided the winner. Just as Feng Ling had predicted, Xiang Qiubai ultimately proved to be the superior player, using overwhelming strength combined with his self-created advanced ghost technique to completely crush Li Tian!
"Xiang Qiubai, stop immediately!"

Seeing the scarred man leave the dueling arena, everyone assumed the white-clad man would cease his attack after his victory. But little did they know, this was far from over…

"Hey, Mr. Xiang, what...do you want?!"

Three hundred meters away, the scarred man, who was seriously injured and vomiting blood, had just steadied his tumbling body when his pupils contracted. He was so angry that he spat out another mouthful of blood. He quickly endured his injuries and retreated rapidly in terror.

"What?! You better... die!"

A streak of light flashed across the dueling platform, and the white-robed man's windless blade shone brightly with azure light. Then, as he drew closer to Li Tian, ​​a sinister glint flashed in Xiang Qiubai's dark eyes.

"boom--!"

In the next instant, a terrifying hurricane surged and rolled, and Xiang Qiubai took the opportunity to merge his entire body into it. Then, his figure shot forward suddenly with the hurricane.

Three hundred meters seemed like just inches away. The bloodthirsty sword, its cold gleam illuminating his eyes, rapidly magnified in his pupils, and a chilling aura of danger enveloped Li Tian.

"Master, save me...!"

This unexpected turn of events not only surprised everyone, but also drove the scarred man, who had been gritting his teeth and retreating, mad.

Realizing the danger, Li Tian quickly let out a terrified shout and pleaded for help from the white-haired old man.

The elder's eyes flickered a few times. He raised his hand to make a move, but then immediately frowned and lowered it.

"Alright, stop yelling! I'm not blind yet...!"

Immediately afterwards, a calm and even voice came from between the scarred man and the man in white. An elderly man with beard and hair had suddenly appeared.

"Boom!" A terrifying hurricane swept in, white hair fluttering with the air currents. The Second Elder frowned, then roared and stretched out an old hand.

The next moment, the hurricane dissipated completely, and the man in white coughed up a mouthful of blood, and was unsurprisingly sent flying.

"Xiang Qiubai was involved in a violation of the rules, and after a second judgment by this elder, this match is... reduced to a draw!"

If so, and the elders have no objections, then we will proceed to the next round of the competition.

The elderly man with beard and hair stood in mid-air, glanced around expressionlessly, and then announced the results of the match again.

"Second Elder, you are truly wise and understanding! We have no objections whatsoever!"

The elders in the VIP seats whispered among themselves before responding in unison. In particular, the Grand Elder and others, who were pleasantly surprised by the unexpected joy, were delighted.

"After the core competition concludes, the eleventh floor of the Ghost Locking Tower will be guarded by a legendary expert for three days to receive punishment!"

"Damn it...! This time, we really lost more than we gained, and that bastard managed to escape with his life!"

Backing up to the edge of the dueling arena, the man in white clutched his chest with one hand, knelt on one knee, spat out a mouthful of blood, and cursed inwardly.

Life isn't about persevering because of hope; it's about seeing hope because you persevere.

Amidst the myriad troubles and disturbances of the world, may the sages bring you, the readers, a pure land for your souls.

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