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The girl must be reserved!
Even though Chen Anlin wanted to end the game, the Empress wouldn’t allow it. There was no choice but to continue. Should he give in a little? Chen Anlin pondered. After all, the Empress had drunk too much, and anything could happen; his life was at stake.
With this thought in mind, Chen Anlin made a decision. The next time it was his turn, he prepared to roll the dice early. To his surprise, he won against Wu Xixue three times in a row. It turned out that Wu Xixue had changed her strategy and started playing tricks, so every time Chen Anlin rolled, he inadvertently caused her to lose.
Wu Xixue’s face turned pale. Losing three more cups was no joke. She felt her stomach swell and her vision blur slightly. However, her competitive spirit was too strong; she couldn’t possibly concede defeat like this. Unfortunately, she continued to lose several rounds. Although Chen Anlin occasionally lost once, overall, he had made her drink three cups.
Meanwhile, Wu Xixue had finished off two large jugs of wine. Yang Dou was stunned; it was the first time he had seen the Empress drink so much.
“Dou’er, you come!” Wu Xixue suddenly said, handing over her cup.
Chen Anlin thought to himself: Good, good, good! So you want someone else to drink for you?
Yang Dou wasn’t willing to drink at all and hurriedly supported Wu Xixue as she stumbled. “Your Majesty, let’s take a break.”
“I can still drink! Chen Anlin, I don’t believe it!” she insisted.
Chen Anlin quickly made his escape. Goodness, when the Empress got drunk, she really went wild—it was quite frightening.
Upon returning home, he took out the human skin paper, preparing to practice the Soul Nurturing Technique, determined to master this celestial art first. According to the Empress, this was indeed a celestial technique! Therefore, it was something that did not exist in this realm.
As he caressed the human skin paper, Chen Anlin's consciousness sank into the Fortune Vessel. In this void space, prompts began to appear in his mind.
[You are about to practice the Soul Nurturing Technique inscribed on the human skin paper. You decide:]
[1: Proceed step by step to cultivate the Soul Nurturing Technique and enhance your soul power. Consume Fortune Points.]
[2: This Soul Nurturing Technique seems complex; you decide to comprehend it first. Consume Fortune Points.]
[3: You observe the Soul Nurturing Technique and discover that you can utilize killing—using soul power to kill—as a means to cultivate it. Thus, you attempt this method. Consume Fortune Points.]
Chen Anlin stroked his chin, deciding to choose. He currently had a bit of Fortune Points; theoretically, he wasn't lacking in them. However, based on his previous cultivation methods, he didn't need excessive Fortune Points to practice.
[You begin to cultivate the Soul Nurturing Technique step by step, but you find this celestial art exceedingly difficult to practice. (Consume Fortune Points.)]
[Five attempts pass with no results. (Consume Fortune Points.)]
[Twelve attempts pass with no results.]
[Twenty attempts pass with no results.]
Feeling somewhat despondent, yet stubbornly persistent, he continued! (Consume Fortune Points.)
[You have aged; your cultivation has stagnated, and you have failed in your practice. (Consume Fortune Points.)]
Chen Anlin raised an eyebrow; what a predicament—his choice had led him to failure. This was celestial art after all; it was unexpectedly challenging to cultivate.
His expression darkened. Well then, it seemed he had no choice but to make another decision.
Because the options were essentially indistinguishable from one another.
You observed the Soul Nourishing Technique and discovered that you could cultivate it by using soul power to kill. A sinister smile crept across your face as you began to execute your plan. (Consumption of Fortune Points.)
First, you went to the prison and selected a group of death row inmates. Using your soul power, you turned them into imbeciles. You realized that through the Soul Nourishing Technique, you could absorb their soul power, which strengthened your own. (Consumption of Fortune Points.)
Next, you ventured to the northern battlefield, slaying enemies and honing your soul power. In the blink of an eye, countless foes had fallen at your hands. Gradually, you earned a fearsome nickname: the Living King of Hell. (Consumption of Fortune Points.)
As time passed, only a few Fortune Points remained. Finally, you succeeded in cultivating the Soul Nourishing Technique.
He squinted his eyes; his previously empty mind suddenly felt as if it was flooded with something extraordinary. This influx was, of course, soul power.
His soul power surged from the initial stage of the seventh rank to the peak of the sixth rank! As for his Qi cultivation, it advanced from the peak of the seventh rank to the initial stage of the sixth rank.
Chen Anlin's eyes widened in astonishment. With a mere thought, that invisible and intangible force of soul power rippled from his fingertips like a serpent.
This was soul power—soul power that could actually kill!
Before this moment, Chen Anlin had no idea.
Previously, when he acquired soul power, he only knew it was effective for refining and exploring his surroundings; the stronger the soul power, the faster the cultivation speed.
But through this simulation of cultivation, he realized that soul power could indeed be lethal.
At first in the simulation, he merely used soul power to turn people into imbeciles; achieving that was already a limit.
However, as his soul power grew stronger, killing became increasingly effortless!
Wow!!!
As his soul power radiated outward, he could clearly sense every blade of grass and every tree within a two-kilometer radius.
Pedestrians were haggling with vendors.
Inside a tavern, patrons were playing games and drinking merrily.
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