Chapter 115: Success, Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record.
With a click, Shi Nian pushed open the door and entered the bedroom.
Then, he activated his seventh spirit skill, Nightmare True Body, and began setting up the illusion according to Lin Rong's design.
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Dream World.
Tang San groggily opened his eyes and was surprised to find himself lying in bed. An old man with white hair and beard sat by his bedside.
"Grand Elder Tang Lan, you..."
As he spoke, Tang San tried to get up, only to find his body wrapped in bandages. A feeling of weakness spread through him, allowing him to only move his head.
Tang Lan, an outer sect elder of the Tang Sect, saw Tang San wake up and signaled him to stay still. He said:
"Ghost's Worry is called Ghost's Worry because anyone who falls from it is certain to die."
"Xiao San, half a month ago, you jumped off Ghost's Worry. The Tang Sect issued a death order: alive or dead, bring him back. We were only fortunate enough to find you still breathing at the bottom of Ghost's Worry."
"You were unconscious for a full half a month, and during that time, you kept muttering about Martial Souls and Spirit Rings."
"It's good that you've woken up today; the old man and the Sect Master can finally rest easy."
The incredibly familiar voice echoed in Tang San's ears, filling him with a myriad of thoughts.
Years ago, it was Grand Elder Tang Lan who brought him, a newborn, back to the Tang Sect, giving him, Tang San, his life.
Therefore, Tang San could never mistake Grand Elder Tang Lan's voice.
This made Tang San's mind race:
"So, the eleven years I spent in another world were all a dream I had while I was unconscious?"
"But it felt so real, so real that..."
At this moment, Tang Lan interrupted Tang San's thoughts, saying:
"Xiao San, I haven't had a chance to congratulate you yet. Starting today, you are the sole heir to my Tang Sect Master."
The sole heir to the Tang Sect Master?
Upon hearing this, Tang San instinctively retorted:
"Impossible. I'm just an outer sect disciple, and the Tang surname was granted to me by the sect. I don't have the Tang family bloodline flowing through me."
"For the grave mistake I made this time, surviving is already a blessing from heaven. How could the position of Tang Sect Master possibly fall to me, a sinner of the sect?"
"Grand Elder Lan, please don't joke with me."
Tang Lan, sitting by the bed, opened his mouth slightly, wanting to say something.
But before he could utter a word, a stern and ancient voice came from outside the door:
"Sinner of the sect, who has been poisoning your ears, giving you such thoughts? If the old man finds out, he will not let them off!"
Hearing this voice, Tang San felt both excited and a little apprehensive.
But before he could think further, the Tang Sect Master, Tang Da, pushed the door open and walked in.
"Sect Master!"
Tang Lan stood up and bowed respectfully.
Tang San, lying weakly on the bed, looked at the Sect Master, who was over sixty years old, and confessed:
"Sect Master, I, disciple Tang San, stole the Tang Sect's ultimate treasure, the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record. Knowing my crime is unforgivable, I beg for your punishment."
Grand Elder Tang Lan's words, and the appearance of the Sect Master, whom he had only met distantly in his memory, left Tang San with no extra thoughts about the world he had dreamed of while unconscious.
At this moment, after confessing, a sense of dread spread through Tang San, causing fine beads of sweat to appear on his already pale face.
Perhaps sensing Tang San's emotions, Tang Da circulated his Mysterious Heaven Skill, channeling internal energy into Tang San to calm his mind. He said:
"What you just said is not entirely wrong. If it were someone with mediocre talent who did such a thing, they would naturally be unforgivable."
"But you are different. The sect's secret manual hidden beneath the first brick in this room proves that you did not leak any of our sect's profound techniques."
"Moreover, you crafted the Buddha's Fury Tang Lotus, something no one in our Tang Sect has been able to create in two hundred years. Your unparalleled talent is enough for the old man to break the Tang Sect's iron laws."
"Therefore, you can rest assured and recover from your injuries without overthinking."
"When you're healed and inherit this Sect Master position, the old man looks forward to you leading our Tang Sect to another peak."
...
Three years passed in a flash.
Tang San walked through the inner sect mountain gate of the Tang Sect. The inner sect disciples who passed by him no longer had their former arrogance; instead, they all bowed and greeted him.
"Young Sect Master!"
Hearing these greetings, Tang San didn't reply and walked directly back to his exclusive residence in the inner sect.
In the past three years, Tang San had spent two and a half years recovering from his injuries.
Six months ago, after Tang Da used his Mysterious Heaven Skill to confirm that Tang San's internal injuries had completely healed, he allowed him to reside in the inner sect.
In the inner sect, he had only come once before under the cover of night when he stole the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record. Tang San's memory of the internal architecture was quite vague.
Living in the inner sect for the past half-year, Tang San was surprised to find that the layout of the inner sect buildings was exactly as he had imagined.
Everyone here had personalities that matched Tang San's memories, making him feel that the eleven years he had spent in this other world were merely a dream he had during a coma.
"The Master said: 'One should not discuss strange matters, feats of strength, disorder, or spirits.'"
"How could things beyond common sense like transmigration, Martial Souls, Spirit Beasts, and Spirit Rings possibly happen?"
"Even though the eleven years in the dream were very clear, they were ultimately false."
"The world I am in now is the only real one."
"Tang San, oh Tang San, don't dwell on these illusory things anymore."
Another year passed.
Tang San, who had just succeeded as the Tang Sect Master, walked into the Sutra Depository surrounded by a group of Tang Sect elders.
Beside him, Tang Da, who had abdicated to become the First Elder of the Tang Sect, said:
"Sect Master, a new era should bring new changes."
"As the leader of this new era, you, Sect Master, need to personally transcribe a brand new Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record, which will serve as a symbol of the Tang Sect's new era."
"Please!"
With that, Tang Da handed the brush in his hand to Tang San.
"First Elder, I, Tang, will not refuse."
Tang San, feeling proud and pleased with himself, took the brush and sat down amidst the elders' watchful eyes. He picked up the brush and began writing the contents of the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record on fine Xuan paper.
...
In reality.
Tang San opened his eyes and got up, walking barefoot to the desk. He sat down and picked up the paper and brush prepared by Shi Nian to begin transcribing the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record.
Although the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record contained a vast amount of information, with the aid of the Mysterious Heaven Skill and the Mysterious Jade Hand, Tang San wrote with great speed.
In an hour and a half, the entire Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record was transcribed.
Tang San put down his brush, stood up, and handed the transcribed Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record to Shi Nian, saying:
"First Elder, I, Tang, have fulfilled my mission. Please review it and check if there are any errors compared to the original Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record."
Shi Nian took the book handed to him by Tang San, a strange smile on his face, and thought:
I really want to see what this kid went through in the illusion.
Unfortunately, I am not yet a Titled Douluo and cannot peer into illusions.
Tang San, who was within the illusion, "heard" Tang Da's reply and turned to walk towards a certain direction.
Seeing this, Shi Nian, having completed his task, dispelled the Nightmare. The constructed illusionary world immediately collapsed, and Tang San, who was by the bedside, also fell down.
Immediately after, Shi Nian took out a golden flower, crushed it with his Soul Power, and made Tang San consume it.
The expenditure for the adult's affairs is truly substantial.
To use such a prime Forget Worry Grass so casually.
Shi Nian muttered, not forgetting to circulate his Soul Power into Tang San's body, ensuring that the Forget Worry Grass's medicinal properties would only make Tang San forget what happened in the dream world.
Having done all this, Shi Nian walked out of the room. He looked up and saw the night beginning to recede, and he hurried away from the Tang Sect.
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