Seeing Yun Ming awaken, Yang Wudi hurried to check his current condition. But upon feeling his pulse, Yang Wudi felt a wave of distress.
Yun Ming's body was currently in a state of total disarray, a clear manifestation of severe injury. Furthermore, his pulse was extremely slow, lacking any of the vibrant vitality a youngster should possess; instead, it felt like that of an elderly person whose days were numbered. Seeing that Yun Ming's face remained as youthful as ever, yet his hair had turned silver-gray, Yang Wudi felt a surge of sorrow from the depths of his heart.
Seeing the expression on Yang Wudi's face, Yun Ming knew what he was thinking and spoke up to comfort him.
"Grandfather, don't be sad. I'm fine."
But when Yang Wudi heard this reply, he assumed Yun Ming was merely putting on a brave face to comfort him. His old eyes reddened, and his voice choked with emotion.
"Ming Er, don't worry about me, I'm fine."
"No matter what method it takes, I will heal you and help you recover the lost lifespan!"
"I promise!!"
Yang Wudi was very grateful that the Breaking Clan now possessed the entire Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well as a reserve of medicinal ingredients, providing sufficient capital for Yun Ming's subsequent recovery. He decided that he would go to harvest herbs and refine medicine immediately.
Seeing Yang Wudi like this, Yun Ming felt a warmth in his heart while continuing to explain.
"Grandfather, I am not forcing myself. It is true that I have lost a great deal of lifespan, but my soul core plan was a success. In a few years, I will be able to ascend to the rank of Title Douluo, and by then, I will naturally no longer be constrained by my lifespan."
As he spoke, Yun Ming slightly activated his dual soul cores. Instantly, the phantoms of the sun and moon reappeared in the sky, acting like a multicolored black hole, beginning to violently devour the surrounding heaven and earth energy. Even though Yun Ming was only testing his strength, the speed at which he devoured the energy was enough to rival a high-level Soul Douluo.
Perceiving that Yun Ming's ability to devour heaven and earth energy was even more formidable than his own, and considering what Yun Ming had said, Yang Wudi felt slightly more at ease. While he wasn't certain if Yun Ming could break through to the rank of Title Douluo within a few years, as long as he could continue to improve his cultivation and make breakthroughs, he could extend his life.
Having initially steadied Yang Wudi, Yun Ming realized he was stark naked and hurriedly climbed off the ground, wanting to put on his clothes. But as soon as he moved, Yun Ming felt pain radiating from every part of his body, inside and out, and he gasped softly.
"Slow down!"
Seeing Yun Ming get up, Yang Wudi exclaimed and hurried forward to help. After Yun Ming endured the pain and managed to put on his clothes with Yang Wudi's assistance, he finally had the time to sense his internal condition.
After this battle, Yun Ming had successfully condensed the Yin Yang Complementary Dual Soul Core. Once he recovered his health, his cultivation would soar, and he would be able to reach the rank of Title Douluo in the near future, laying a solid, unprecedented foundation for his path to the title.
While the future benefits were infinite, the price he paid was also immense: his first three soul rings were ruined, all his soul spirits were in a deep slumber, his Five Viscera and Six Bowels were damaged to varying degrees, and his lifespan was greatly reduced. He now had only about fifteen years of life left—a truly heavy loss.
Afterward, Yang Wudi sent Yun Ming back to Heaven Dou City and handed him over to Ya Li. After leaving behind a large pile of top-tier healing medicines and tonics he had previously refined, he hurried back to the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well; he needed to quickly refine special medicine based on Yun Ming's condition.
Heaven Dou City, within the residence of the Breaking Clan, in Yun Ming's quarters.
Yun Ming looked at Ya Li, who had red-rimmed eyes after hearing about his severe injuries and was silently summoning her Martial Soul to heal him, and changed the subject.
"Hiss—"
"That feels so good! Saint Spirit's healing ability is truly becoming more and more powerful."
Ya Li acted as if she hadn't heard him, remaining silent.
Seeing that Ya Li wouldn't speak, Yun Ming continued.
"Lily, how long do you think I need to recuperate?!"
Hearing the question regarding his health, Ya Li finally spoke.
"Three years."
Even though Yun Ming knew this time frame was a bit excessive (his own assessment of his recovery period was only about a year or so), he agreed without hesitation.
"Alright, three years it is."
"I won't make a move for three years, and I will honestly listen to Lily and recuperate in peace. How does that sound?"
Yun Ming's sensible concession caused the air pressure around Ya Li to stop being so low. Yun Ming seized the opportunity to interject.
"So, Lily, can you talk to me? With you being this silent, I feel it's not conducive to the recovery of my internal injuries!"
Ya Li glanced at Yun Ming and saw that although he was pale, he was still looking at her with a smile. The heartache in her heart surged forth.
"Brother Ming!"
"Promise me, don't ever use your life as a gamble again, okay?"
"I only want you to be safe and sound!"
Looking at Ya Li, who wore a look of lingering fear and pleading, her face tear-stained and pitiful, Yun Ming gently stroked her cheek, wiped away her tears, and apologized.
"I'm sorry! I made you worry."
"I promise, it will never happen again."
Two days later, Yang Wudi sent Yun Ming and Ya Li to the new clan land of the Breaking Clan, which was the original mountain gate of the Clear Sky Sect. Afterward, accompanied by Ya Li, Yun Ming entered a phase of recuperation where he "did not step out of the main gate or the second gate," focusing solely on healing. The young couple, who had stirred up the winds and clouds of the world, temporarily faded from the public eye.
With Yun Ming in the company of Ya Li, entering a happy phase of secluded cultivation and recuperation, Tang San was also in the midst of secluded cultivation, accompanied by his dear sister. With these two centers of chaos gone from the continent, and the other two troublemakers, Bibi Dong and her daughter, having entered a phase of accumulating power, the world fell into a brief period of calm.
One year later, on the outskirts of the Star Dou Great Forest.
A youngster wearing a blue long robe, with deep eyes and a handsome face, said to the beautiful and moving young girl beside him, who wore a look of reluctance.
"Xiao Wu, you can stop here!"
The youngster was named Tang San, also known as 'Tang Buddha Ancestor' and 'Tang God King'. Today, he would leave the Star Dou Great Forest, where he had lived for a year, to continue the next leg of his life's journey.
The young girl known as Xiao Wu, known in the pugilistic world as 'Wu Taijun', was Tang San's sister—the improper kind. Today, she had come to see him off.
Seeing that Third Brother was truly about to leave, Xiao Wu reluctantly pounced into Tang San's arms, buried her face in his chest, and said coquettishly.
"Third Brother, can I really not go with you?"
Tang San said helplessly but firmly.
"It really won't work, it's too dangerous there!"
Having received a definitive answer once again, Xiao Wu could only say with great reluctance.
"Third Brother, come back soon. I will always be waiting for you in the Star Dou Great Forest."
Feeling the reluctance of the person in his arms, Tang San wrapped his arms around her as well.
"I will. Take good care of yourself during this time."
Xiao Wu let out an "mm," suddenly looked up, stood on her tiptoes to kiss Tang San, and then flashed away, quickly heading toward the interior of the Star Dou Great Forest. She was afraid that if she stayed any longer, she wouldn't be able to bear letting Tang San leave.
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