Chapter 30: The Second Soul Skill, Blue Silver Clone!
A few minutes later, Tang Chuan skillfully pushed open the dormitory door; the room was empty.
Evidently, his roommates were all in class at this moment, making the entire room exceptionally quiet.
Closing the door behind him, Tang Chuan then reached out and drew the curtains, completely blocking out all external light.
"No one here? Perfect, I can try my second Spirit Ability!" Tang Chuan muttered to himself, his eyes showing a hint of excitement and eagerness.
The reason he returned late this time was not only because hunting and absorbing the spirit ring from the Thousand-Year Split Soul Vine took a considerable amount of time, but he also took the opportunity to absorb the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear's palm bone afterwards, which caused him to return half a day late. Absorbing the external Spirit Bone was an unexpected part of his plan.
He hadn't expected such a pleasant surprise on this trip to the Star Dou Great Forest.
Tang Chuan's eyes were bright. With a flip of his hand, a blue-gold grass leaf quietly emerged from his palm, slowly wiggling and exuding vigorous life force.
Beneath his feet, two purple spirit rings quietly appeared.
"Second Spirit Ability, Blue Silver Clone!" With a slight movement of his eyes, Tang Chuan silently chanted in his heart.
In an instant, a warm yet extremely vibrant spirit power circulated within his body. Subsequently, his body actually rippled and distorted like water, and then, an indescribably strange change quietly unfolded on him.
Tang Chuan's chest muscles slowly swelled, and a blue-gold vine pattern appeared on his skin. As spirit power flowed, his entire body seemed to be pulled outwards by an invisible force!
"Swish—"
The next moment, a blurry humanoid outline slowly bulged from the surface of his body. That outline gradually became clearer, as bones, muscles, and skin seemed to grow and condense as if being copied and pasted.
With a faint wriggling sound, an exact replica of Tang Chuan quietly split from his body!
This scene was utterly astonishing and bizarre!
After the second Tang Chuan opened his eyes, his expression was somewhat blank, but his movements were very flexible. His appearance, aura, physique, and even his attire were identical to his main body, except for a slightly weaker Soul aura, like an empty shell, completely obedient.
"This is my Clone?"
Startled, Tang Chuan briefly closed his eyes, and his mental force slowly sank into his body.
He tried to establish a deeper connection with the Clone that had just split off, and quickly perceived its state through mental induction.
"Not bad. This Clone, whether in spirit power, speed, or strength… all reach about eighty percent of my main body's." Tang Chuan murmured in a low voice, a slight hint of pleasant surprise in his tone.
Although this Clone almost perfectly replicated his appearance, in terms of strength, speed, and defense, it consistently only reached about eighty percent of his main body's.
In terms of spirit power and mental force, it was even significantly inferior.
"One eighty percent, so what if there are two?"
Tang Chuan took a deep breath and once again activated his spirit power. A second Clone slowly emerged from his body. Moments later, a new version of himself stood beside him.
Then came the third, and the fourth!
"Hmph—!"
In just a short while, fine beads of sweat had seeped onto Tang Chuan's forehead, and his face was slightly pale. Each time he released a Clone, the consumption of spirit power and the burden on his body doubled.
Especially for a skill like Clone, which integrated mental force and spirit power, the drain on his internal life Origin was particularly severe.
"So tired!" Tang Chuan exclaimed, finally collapsing to the ground, unable to support himself. His chest heaved violently, and he was drenched in sweat.
Before him stood four figures, all identical to him.
The four Clones surrounded him, each possessing an aura similar to his main body, but Tang Chuan clearly perceived through his mental sense that:
The power of these four Clones had been further diluted. Each one now only had about twenty percent of his main body's strength.
"As expected." Tang Chuan panted, speaking in a low voice:
"The core principle of this Spirit Ability is to extract my spirit power and life force in some way, then reshape it into a substitute with basic combat power. If that's the case, then when I Cultivate to level ninety or above, and my spirit power and life force are strong enough, I can mass-produce Clones, even creating a small Spirit Master army."
"Currently, I can simultaneously maintain four Clones, which is already my limit. Moreover, in terms of quantity, the more Clones there are, the lower their individual combat power. The total combat power of all Clones should never exceed eighty percent of the main body's."
"However, for my initial battles against others, having an extra helper with about eighty percent of my main body's combat power is completely sufficient. This Spirit Ability can even serve as a means of taking a fatal blow in certain specific situations."
"If I combine it with the Simulation Spirit Ability, I can disguise one of the Clones as someone else." A glint flashed in his eyes, and an even crazier idea emerged in Tang Chuan's mind.
Thinking of this, Tang Chuan immediately raised his right hand. A wisp of blue-gold light shone from his palm, then gradually became transparent and illusory—it was his first Spirit Ability, Simulation.
"Change."
With a low shout, the first Clone standing to his left suddenly began to change. Its muscle lines rearranged, its bone structure continuously compressed, and its height slowly shortened by a few points.
Moments later, a young man in blue, with long hair draped over his shoulders and gentle features, stood in place—that face was identical to Tang San's!
"Again."
Tang Chuan didn't stop, turning his gaze to the second Clone.
Light shimmered, and this Clone also began to transform rapidly.
Its slender figure became delicate, its waist gracefully narrow, and a head of dark hair flowed down to its waist, with two adorable wisps of hair curling slightly at its forehead—it was none other than Xiao Wu!
"Haha, interesting…" Looking at Tang San and Xiao Wu before him, Tang Chuan's lips immediately curved into a meaningful smile.
Then, with a thought of his mental force, he issued a silent command.
The next moment, the Clone disguised as Xiao Wu flashed, suddenly pouncing on Tang San. Its speed was astonishing, and its attack was merciless, directly striking Tang San's lower abdomen.
"Boom—"
A violent impact erupted, even shaking the air.
The fake Tang San didn't even have time to parry, being directly kicked away, smashing heavily against the wall, then sliding down vertically and collapsing to the ground.
"Haha, fun!" Tang Chuan mused, a fiery glint in his eyes.
Just then, a young boy's voice suddenly came from outside, slightly puzzled: "Did you hear that? There seems to be some movement in the dormitory."
Hearing this, Tang Chuan's expression subtly changed. Ignoring his heavy breathing, he immediately had a thought, and saw the several Clones instantly shatter like bubbles, merging back into his body, and the spirit power fluctuations also receded.
He took three steps in two to the bedside and sat down, just closing his eyes and pretending to be napping.
"Creak—"
The dormitory door was pushed open, and several boys in school uniforms filed in.
Leading them was a tall, sharp-eyed young man, who was Wang Sheng. As soon as he entered, he saw Tang Chuan and quickly asked, "Brother Chuan, where did you run off to? I heard you didn't return to school, and the academy teachers were all looking for you."
"I already reported to Director Su after I returned." Tang Chuan said indifferently.
"Oh, that's good then." Wang Sheng didn't think much of it, shrugging and smiling, "I thought you had dropped out and run away."
After speaking, he walked towards his bed with a smile, about to tidy his sheets, when another light footstep sounded at the door.
"Brother!"
A familiar and clear young voice came. Tang San ran in quickly, his eyes lighting up. Upon seeing Tang Chuan's figure, his face immediately showed joy.
"You're finally back! I just heard from Director Su that you reported, so I hurried to find you." Tang San jogged over, a bit eagerly, "Where did you go this time? Why did it take you so long to come back? But… it's good that you're back safely."
As an adult Transmigrator, Tang San naturally discovered Tang Chuan's uniqueness from a young age. He even wondered in his heart if his older brother was also like him.
Was he also a Transmigrator?
But as a Transmigrator, Tang San knew that everyone had their own secrets, so he never asked too many questions about certain things.
Tang Chuan looked at Tang San, just about to explain, when the latter seemed to remember something and casually took out a letter from his arms.
"Brother, after I returned to Saint Spirit Village, Dad… he was already gone, leaving only a letter for us." Tang San's expression immediately dimmed, and he spoke in a low tone.
"Do you want to read it?"
Hearing this, Tang Chuan looked at the letter in Tang San's hand. After a long moment, he gently shook his head: "Forget it, no need. It's fine if you've read it."
His tone was calm, his face expressionless, but the light in his eyes held a few more layers of complexity.
Seeing this, Tang San said no more. The atmosphere was slightly silent. After a while, he asked again, "So where exactly have you been these past few days? Why did you suddenly disappear?"
"Me? I went to hunt Spirit Beasts and acquire a spirit ring." Tang Chuan looked up at his younger brother, not hiding anything, and said seriously.
"You, alone?" Tang San was slightly stunned, his expression showing surprise.
"Mm." Tang Chuan nodded, his tone understated.
At this moment, Tang San's pupils slightly contracted. He had actually long sensed an indescribable difference about his older brother; his mind was not like that of a child of a few years old.
"Brother." Tang San suddenly smiled, an imperceptible glint flashing in his eyes, and said, "Since you've already become a Spirit Master, why don't we spar a bit?"
"Spar?" Tang Chuan raised an eyebrow slightly, looking at Tang San with a half-smile.
"Yes." Tang San nodded seriously and said, "The teacher said that students in our academy should practice more combat sparring in their daily lives to improve their fighting abilities. Since both of us are Spirit Masters, sparring will help us understand each other's strength."
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