Douluo Continent: I possess astonishing wisdom as I control energy!

She was filled with curiosity; being so young, she didn't know what fear was and was intensely curious about everything.

So she wondered if she should sneak down and take a look.

However, before she could take any action, her "father" appeared.

At first, she was nervous. She thought her top-secret plan had been exposed and she would inevitably be scolded by her parents.

However, to everyone's surprise, her father reached out without warning and tore out her soul.

The surging divine power ignored her painful cries and struggles, slowly tearing her soul into two equal parts.

The intense pain originating from the very core of her being nearly drove her to the brink of collapse. She couldn't understand why her authoritative father was treating her this way, and could only keep apologizing.

However, her father still did not stop.

Time stretched out in agony, and as the seal fell, memories began to blur and fade.

Before she forgot everything, she used her last strength to ask the question that broke her heart:

"Why, Father?"

Subsequently, her father gave her a cold response.

"Everything is for a long-term plan."

The overwhelming memories receded abruptly, and consciousness returned to reality.

"Ho ho."

Like a drowning person pulled to the surface, Wang Dong'er gasped for air, clutching her chest tightly. The excruciating pain, originating from the depths of her soul and felt betrayed and torn apart by her loved ones, pierced her heart and soul like countless steel needles, bringing a suffocating despair.

Her eyes were slightly red. She wanted to shout, to question, but her mouth was open and no sound came out. Only tears flowed silently and wildly.

Kong Ming'an stood to the side, but he didn't just watch the whole time.

He sighed softly, reached out his hand, his palm covered with gentle spiritual energy, and gently placed it on the girl's trembling head.

The gentle force acted as a barrier, temporarily isolating her consciousness from the overwhelming impact of those painful memories, and gradually soothing the pain and trembling in her body and soul.

Chapter 158 was alright; at least it didn't go completely awry.

The girl was still breathing heavily, her body trembling uncontrollably, but after a while, her breathing gradually calmed, and the trembling slowly stopped.

Seeing that she had calmed down, Kong Ming'an withdrew his hand, a complex look flashing in his eyes.

While temporarily isolating the other person from those painful memories, he also saw some images and learned what the other person had gone through.

Wang Dong'er raised her eyes, her eyes red-rimmed and still wet with tears. Her lips moved slightly, instinctively seeking an answer, her voice hoarse and broken:

"Are these all my memories?"

"Yes," Kong Ming'an replied softly, "In order to lighten the burden on your soul, I have lifted the seal on your memories."

"Why?" Wang Dong'er's eyes were terrifyingly empty, like a piece of broken glass barely pieced back together, ready to shatter at the slightest touch. "...Why did my father treat me like that?"

Kong Ming'an remained silent. He really didn't know how to answer this question. After all, what normal father would think of tearing his own daughter's soul apart to use as a dog leash?

They didn't even bother to anesthetize the soul, just ripped it apart. Hmm, maybe the other party found anesthesia troublesome, so they simply tore it apart, figuring the sealed memories would be forgotten anyway.

Since he forgot, it's equivalent to him not doing anything.

Tsk. Hard to judge.

In front of him, the girl just stared at him, her eyes empty, like a doll that would fall apart at the slightest touch.

Even Meng Hongchen, who had been providing amusement, couldn't help but give him a look and add a message.

"How could you have ruined someone like that?"

"I really didn't mean to."

Kong Ming'an replied, then looked at the exquisite yet lifeless face before him, a face that seemed entirely at his mercy.

He thought for a moment, then abruptly spoke:

"Do you want to see your father?"

The girl was startled, but then suddenly raised her eyes. In those empty eyes, a very complex light shone, a light mixed with deep-seated hatred and confusion.

She reached out and gripped Kong Ming'an's arm tightly, her fingertips turning slightly white from the force.

"I want."

Kongming breathed a sigh of relief.

It's confirmed, the baby isn't damaged yet.

……

……

Starry Sky Forest, on the edge of the mixed zone.

In a relatively open clearing in the forest, a massive, ancient ant with a metallic sheen on its carapace was carrying a dying soul beast in its mouth, preparing to drag it back to its nest.

However, just as it was about to burrow into the ground, a sharp figure descended from the sky!

Eight standard spirit rings were revealed, and a powerful pressure descended. Without the slightest hesitation, the figure condensed spirit power into a palm strike, precisely slashing at the relatively vulnerable junction of the Thousand-Pound Ant's head and torso.

"boom!"

With a muffled thud, the Thousand-Pound Ant didn't even have time to resist before it completely lost consciousness.

Without much hesitation, the powerful Soul Douluo-level expert lifted the heavy ten-thousand-year-old soul beast with one hand and disappeared into the forest.

A moment later, the Contra Douluo arrived at a temporary camp.

In the camp, there were more than ten young Soul Masters, most of whom were at the Soul Venerable or Soul Sect level.

In addition, there were three other Soul Douluos, as well as two Title Douluos who did not conceal their identities!

Such a luxurious guard lineup is a new rule strongly promoted by Zhang Lexuan, the new dean of the Outer Academy's Martial Soul Department and the prospective head of the Sea God Pavilion, after the tragedy in the Mixed Zone at Shrek Academy.

"Any soul-hunting operation organized by the academy must be accompanied by at least two Title Douluo-level experts and several high-ranking teachers to supervise each other and ensure that nothing goes wrong, eliminating any possibility of dereliction of duty."

Carrying the unconscious Thousand-Pound Ant, the Contra Douluo walked straight to a spot slightly off the edge of the camp.

There sat a figure who stood out from the other trainees around him.

He was alone, his eyes gloomy; it was Tang San, who had recovered from his injuries and come out to hunt souls with the team.

"Tang San, do you think this ten-thousand-year-old ant meets your requirements?"

After adjusting the Soul Guidance Enforcement Device in front of him and throwing the Thousand-Pound Ant in front of Tang San, the Soul Douluo asked in a businesslike manner.

Tang San raised his eyes, glanced at the weakened Thousand-Pound Ant, sensed the immense power it contained, and nodded:

"can."

At this moment, a team leader at the Title Douluo level walked over, looked at Tang San, and solemnly confirmed again:

"Tang San, are you sure you want to try absorbing this ten-thousand-year soul ring when you're above your level? You should be aware of the risk of soul tremors involved."

Tang San raised his head, a barely perceptible hint of annoyance flashing in his eyes, his tone stiff:

"I know what I'm doing, no need to worry."

Seeing this, the titled Douluo stopped trying to persuade him and simply nodded indifferently: "In that case, you'd better take care of yourself."

After saying that, he turned and stepped aside. He couldn't possibly have much affection for this student who had cheated on the freshman assessment and whose personality seemed withdrawn and eccentric.

He has fulfilled his duty to remind him; the rest is up to him. After all, he carries a soul-guided enforcement device that records the entire process, so even if something goes wrong, there will be evidence.

Nowadays, Shrek Academy emphasizes leaving a record of one's work and protecting oneself, otherwise who knows if the new dean of the Martial Soul Department will target them.

Ignoring the others, Tang San walked to the unconscious Thousand-Pound Ant, and with a flash of light in his hand, a dagger precisely pierced the ant's vital point.

As its life force rapidly faded, a deep black soul ring slowly emerged from the corpse of the Thousand-Pound Ant.

Tang San sat down cross-legged, adjusted his breathing, and began to absorb the ten-thousand-year-old soul ring into his body.

As the surging soul power flowed into his body, Tang San remained expressionless. With this body, tempered by his extraordinary talent and the power of the Asura God, absorbing the ten-thousand-year soul ring was a piece of cake!

In less than two hours, Tang San had finished absorbing the spirit rings.

A hint of joy appeared on his face as he prepared to check the soul skills granted by his soul rings, the next moment...

hum!

An indescribable ripple spread out quietly, and at that moment, all was silent.

The wind stopped, the leaves ceased swaying, and the dust particles floating in the air froze in place.

In the camp, whether it was the students talking or the Soul Douluos and Title Douluos guarding the perimeter, everything seemed to freeze in place.

Time seemed to have been paused at that moment; everyone's consciousness was briefly frozen, oblivious to everything happening around them.

This is the effect achieved by releasing the slow-moving domain from the Ming Dynasty to its maximum extent, combined with the consciousness takeover by the "Ling Shu".

In this absolute silence and stillness, the space around Tang San rippled like water.

Three figures stepped out silently from within.

Kong Ming'an looked at Tang San calmly, with Miss Meng beside him, holding his hand in a languid and casual manner.

Behind him stood Wang Dong'er, her face pale and her eyes filled with hatred.

Without Kong Ming'an pointing it out, her gaze, guided by the Sea God Martial Soul within her body, fell upon Tang San, who was excitedly looking at his ten-thousand-year soul ring.

Chapter 159 "Mother's Kindness and Son's Filial Piety" and "Father's Kindness and Daughter's Filial Piety"

Wang Dong'er sensed the same aura emanating from the other person as that of her "father" from her fragmented memories, yet it also instinctively made her nauseous.

She composed herself and asked, "Is this my 'father'?"

Her voice trembled slightly, almost imperceptibly, yet she couldn't suppress the urge to question the other person.

"I suppose so," Kong Ming'an said calmly. "What's in front of you now is a wisp of his consciousness that has been possessed; essentially, it's his clone."

"Possession." Wang Dong'er chewed on these two words, her eyes flashing with undisguised disgust.

She took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing her turbulent emotions, and asked instead, "You brought me here just to see him?"

"Just a normal experiment," Kong Ming'an replied casually, then extended his finger and gently touched Wang Dong'er's forehead before she could react.

In an instant, a vast and majestic aura rose from Wang Dong'er's body.

The next moment, a handsome, dark blue figure dressed in magnificent robes slowly materialized beside and behind Wang Dong'er, before stepping forward.

Wang Dong'er was stunned, seeing her previously "disobedient" martial spirit truly manifest for the first time. At the same time, a slight pressure surged from the depths of her soul, causing her to unconsciously furrow her brows and feel a sense of weariness.

Wang Dong'er looked up at the boy in front of her, her eyes filled with doubt, unsure of how to begin. However, Kong Ming'an offered a timely explanation:

"Because your soul was directly torn apart, it is in a very bad state and is currently in a fragile, unhealed state. It is normal to feel some discomfort and fatigue."

"Then what is this martial soul?"

"I created it for you." Kong Ming'an established a connection between himself and his martial spirit, and said:

"Your Sea God Martial Soul is essentially formed from the Sea God's divine power, remnants of divine will, and a portion of my spiritual power. It is an indisputable divine-level Martial Soul."

"It should have brought you tremendous blessings, but because your soul is damaged and cannot fully bear it, most of its power is currently passively nurturing and repairing your soul."

"So if you want to use this martial soul, you need to improve your cultivation and heal your soul injuries."

Kong Ming'an spoke calmly, saying that while injuries like Wang Dong'er's, where the soul is torn in two, are extremely difficult to heal, they are not insurmountable.

Thanks to Wang Dong'er being the "daughter of a god-king," born in the divine realm, her soul essence is actually quite high. Furthermore, Elder Yi, who has some knowledge of the soul realm, has some solutions for restoring the soul.

If both conditions are met, Wang Dong'er's soul problem can be resolved.

Something occurred to Wang Dong'er, and she couldn't help but speak up: "So, those three months I was in a coma..."

"I'm performing a soul surgery on you, shaping your third martial soul," Kong Ming'an confirmed.

Wang Dong'er lowered her head, remained silent for a moment, and then said in a soft but clear voice, "Thank you."

Kong Ming'an shook his head, not looking at Wang Dong'er, his gaze remaining fixed on the Sea God Martial Soul, his tone matter-of-fact:

"No need to thank me. After all, I need to use your martial soul. And the bill for this expense has already been sent to you along with the bills for your great-uncle and great-uncle. Just remember to pay it back."

Wang Dong'er choked and couldn't speak.

Unconsciously, she glanced at her martial spirit beside her, her eyes flashing slightly.