My Soul Skills Made Tang San Cry

Xiao Wu made a decision—for Tang San's good, she feared nothing.

She stepped forward, grabbed Tang San by the collar, and was about to pull him into the room to take action, giving him one last bit of dignity.

"You better not move him," Zhuge Lan said lazily. "Most of his meridians are already broken. Move him recklessly, and no one will be able to save him."

*[Emotion Points +11111]*

Xiao Wu immediately released her grip, unable to meet Tang San's resentful gaze.

She started to undress him.

With a flash, Zhu Zhuqing pulled Ning Rongrong into the room, shielding her from the scene.

Xiao Wu showed no hesitation. She stomped down to activate a sharp blade in her shoe and delivered a precise, ruthless kick.

No wonder she was a master of leg combat—fast, accurate, and merciless!

Xiao Wu carefully caught "Little Tang San" with a handkerchief, cradling it delicately.

*[Emotion Points +55555]*

The inner energy rampaging within Tang San's body visibly dissipated, along with the light in his eyes.

Gone.

It was all gone…

And it was Xiao Wu who had kicked it away.

How could he bear such humiliation?

Even if he could recover later, could he still feel the same way around Xiao Wu?

This kick would stay with him for life, a thorn between them.

Tang San closed his eyes in agony.

*[Emotion Points +110000]*

*[Emotion Points +190000]*

*[Emotion Points +210000]*

Watching, Zhuge Lan thought, "What?"

He'd given advice to save Tang San's life, and yet he racked up so many emotion points?

Only emotions directed at Zhuge Lan generated emotion points. From Tang San's total, it seemed he'd cursed him countless times in his heart.

Fine! Zhuge Lan, now annoyed, turned and walked into the room, leaving Tang San to fend for himself.

"Bang!" The sound of the door slamming sent a chill down Tang San's spine.

"Wait!" he thought. "Couldn't you at least reattach my meridians before you left? Also, the wound below is still bleeding heavily!"

He signaled Xiao Wu with his eyes to bring Zhuge Lan back, but she wouldn't meet his gaze and quickly left with "the item."

She'd figure out a way to preserve it.

If possible, she still wanted the original.

Tang San lay there, chilled below, not daring to move.

Zhuge Lan had said that moving his meridians carelessly would make him irreparable.

To continue his future cultivation, he had to endure it, focusing on the "Sunflower Manual" to carefully repair his meridians.

Once he started, he realized the profound wonder of the "Sunflower Manual," far surpassing his "Mysterious Heaven Technique."

Moreover, it could seamlessly integrate with his "Mysterious Jade Hand" technique.

This meant his Tang Sect skills weren't wasted?

This news brought him a little comfort, though he still felt bitterness.

After all, he already had the Mysterious Heaven Technique; he hadn't wanted the Sunflower Manual.

And if he had to switch techniques, shouldn't it have been his choice?

How did it turn out like this?

*[Emotion Points +290000]*

Inside the room, Zhuge Lan, observing through his mental scan, chuckled.

Tang San thought he could secretly resent him without him knowing?

He couldn't read minds, but he could see emotional shifts!

He'd better stay lying there.

If he knew how to unblock his meridians, he could avoid pain tomorrow.

Meanwhile, Zhu Zhuqing was introducing Ning Rongrong to the strength of Yin-Yang energy and showed her progress after two nights of training.

Ning Rongrong was intrigued!

Zhu Zhuqing took the opportunity to show off her near-limitless recovery abilities, thanks to Zhuge Lan's continuous transmission of Yin-Yang energy.

Zhuge Lan realized the Yin-Yang transfer weakened with distance, dropping to around 30% power at about 30 meters.

But since the Yin-Yang energy came from his system, did it matter? Even at 1% power, it would be effective.

'Zhuqing is beautiful, well-built, and my loyal partner,' he thought. 'With a wife like this, life is sweet.'

'Let's see if I can find her some martial arts techniques.'

'System, show me some options, and do it in installments.'

*[Nine Yin Manual: Floating Silk Technique (First Layer) - 300,000 Emotion Points]*

*[Nine Yin Manual: Muscle and Bone Training Chapter (First Layer) - 300,000 Emotion Points]*

*[Nine Yin Manual: Nine Yin Bone Claws (First Layer) - 500,000 Emotion Points]*

*[Nine Yin Manual: Crushing Grip Technique (First Layer) - 1,000,000 Emotion Points]*

The Nine Yin Bone Claws, like the Sunflower Manual, were fast-paced techniques, dark and deadly in nature.

The Crushing Grip Technique was more profound, with high requirements.

The price difference alone showed the gap in their levels.

Zhuge Lan checked his balance.

*[Emotion Points: 2,134,211]*

Hmm? Wasn't it just 1.23 million earlier today?

He checked the details and saw that Zhu Zhuqing had contributed significantly.

But, wow! Yu Xiaogang's points were all over ten thousand each, continuing to rise.

Based on the timing, Yu Xiaogang was probably training the Sunflower Manual now, enduring both pain and joy.

This alternating joy and pain kept generating emotion points for Zhuge Lan.

"That 5 million investment wasn't wasted!"

"With Yu Xiaogang alone, I've earned nearly 2.5 million."

"And Dai Mubai and Tang San will have to train soon, too."

Soon, Zhuge Lan would have three reliable sources of income.

'System, do you think Zhu Zhuqing could handle learning the Crushing Grip Technique?'

*[Wisdom Pill - 500,000 Emotion Points]*

This pill could greatly enhance cultivation aptitude and slightly increase comprehension.

Got it. Zhu Zhuqing's talent wasn't quite there, but with the pill, she'd make it.

So, the total cost would be 1.5 million… quite pricey.

The dormitory door opened. Zhu Zhuqing entered, pulling a shy Ning Rongrong along.

"Lan," Zhu Zhuqing said with a smile, "Rongrong said she wants to try the Yin-Yang Dual Cultivation Method. Starting with the basics."

The basics?

That would be the non-stripping version.

But once she experienced rapid progress, how could she resist?

Zhuge Lan nodded, smiling, and quickly hit the "exchange" button.

Spending money on his woman? Absolutely.

Meanwhile, in the teachers' dormitory, Flender, Zhao Wuji, Shao Xin, Li Yusong, and Lu Qibin stared blankly at the Sunflower Manual on the table.

Finally, a sorrowful cry shattered the silence, echoing through the night.

Flender glanced towards the boys' dormitory.

"From the sound, it might be Xiao San?" he said uncertainly. "There's agony and determination in that scream."

Clearly, he misunderstood.

"Should we check on him?" Shao Xin asked with concern.

"No need," Zhao Wuji said confidently. "Lan is there; he can handle healing or fighting."

Shao Xin scratched his head, puzzled by Zhao Wuji's ease in letting a student handle it.

"It's been a long time since we had such a reliable student," Li Yusong laughed. "Good thing I recognized his talent and didn't let him slip away."

"Hold on, Li," Lu Qibin said, annoyed. "Now your reliable student wants you to make a painful choice."

Li Yusong's smile froze and slowly faded.

Heartbreak!

There was another long silence.

Flanders was the first to speak up.

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