Soul Land 2: Body Sect

Chapter 332: Transforming Princess Tang into Tang the Dutiful Daughter

"Let's begin. We can't let her soul shatter any further. Otherwise, even if we bring her back, she'll just be a mindless living corpse," Electrolux reminded.

"I understand. Let's start, Teacher," Du Qianjue nodded.

Electrolux raised his staff high, and a warm, holy light sprinkled from it. Under the glow of the golden light, Tang Wutong's soul quickly stopped its fracturing.

Majestic and grand spells echoed from his mouth, runes formed in the void, gradually turning into chains that wrapped around Tang Wutong. At the same time, her body was also bathed in a golden halo, not only reversing the disintegration of her soul with this otherworldly power but also healing her.

After Electrolux stabilized Tang Wutong's soul, Du Qianjue took action. He concentrated the powers of life and destruction in his hands, then placed the hand covered in life force on top of Tang Wutong's head, while the hand with destructive power, fingers pointed, touched her forehead.

The moment Du Qianjue's fingers touched Tang Wutong's forehead, an endless sea-blue light radiated from it, but with Du Qianjue's destructive touch, the blue light was instantly erased.

Crack— The trident mark, shattered.

Tang San's divine consciousness within Tang Wutong's mind, which was guiding her thoughts and controlling her subconscious, was utterly destroyed by Du Qianjue.

"Now, Teacher!" Du Qianjue shouted.

Electrolux nodded, and both began to chant in unison, their chants the same tone but with opposing vibrations. Du Qianjue represented life; Electrolux represented death.

Life and death cycle, yin and yang reincarnate.

Tang Wutong's fragmented soul was reassembled, the cracks in her soul gradually smoothed out, and she, who had been unconscious due to severe soul damage, awakened once more. Yet, her complexion was still pale.

"Why save me when I can find no hope in living?" Tang Wutong's eyes were dim, her smile sorrowful.

"Being used as a pawn by my own biological father, what meaning is there to such a life?"

As he was chanting, Du Qianjue couldn't speak, so he connected with Tang Wutong through divine consciousness, transmitting his voice into her mind.

"Do you really resign yourself to death so willingly?" Du Qianjue's voice was gentle in her mind.

"What use is there in living, then? I no longer want to live a life controlled by others," Tang Wutong replied, her voice low.

"You must remember who your father is by now. Don't you want to seek revenge, even though he is your father?" Du Qianjue's voice was full of temptation.

Tang Wutong shook her head, a bitter smile on her face. "It's precisely because I know who my father is that I have lost the will to live. He is Tang San, the Sea God, Tang San of the Shrek Seven Monsters!"

"How could I possibly escape his control?"

The Tang Wutong in her mind wept inconsolably.

Her Sea of Consciousness, too, was turbulent with immense sorrow, like a torrential downpour that threatened to drown her at the bottom of the sea.

"You are not alone on the path against Tang San," Du Qianjue said softly, then imprinted some of his memories against Tang San into Tang Wutong's Sea of Consciousness.

Scenes like holographic projections appeared in her Sea of Consciousness, and she, amid her tears, lifted her head to watch these scenes.

To ignite Tang Wutong's determination to kill Tang San, Du Qianjue had to show her what kind of beast her father truly was. Sharing a part of the memories was the easiest and best option.

He didn't conceal anything from Tang Wutong, not even his transmigration. He projected his initial conversation with the Plane's Consciousness to Tang Wutong.

"So you see, like your father Tang San, I'm not from this world either. The difference is Tang San seeks to plunder this world, whereas I was invited here to save it."

"That, over there, is the Plane's Consciousness," Du Qianjue said with a light laugh.

Tang Wutong looked at Du Qianjue in shock, her eyes filled with amazement.

"Is it strange? The world isn't just Douluo Continent alone." Du Qianjue shrugged. "You come from the Divine Realm, and your memories should contain parts about other gods, not all of them from Douluo Continent."

"The best proof is you; you were born in the Divine Realm, yet you can also come to Douluo Continent. I'm not from this world, but I can come here too."

"Just think of me as the Plane's Consciousness of the Douluo Star, who sought help from the Plane's Consciousness of my world, leading to my descent here. So, strictly speaking, I'm not a Child of the Plane but a Child of Fate."

"My arrival was to save Douluo Continent."

After saying this, Du Qianjue stopped. He only said he came from another world, not mentioning that he was from Earth or that their world was actually just a book.

That would be too shocking. Tang Wutong might not understand and might even think Du Qianjue was crazy.

Moreover, there are many powerful beings from other worlds, not just Du Qianjue and Electrolux. Many gods in the Divine Realm come from various worlds.

The best example is Rong Nianbing, whose relationship with Tang San was quite good, although he was manipulated by Tang San. This helped Tang Wutong understand Du Qianjue's words.

Watching the scenes projected by Du Qianjue.

Such as the initially fake Child of Fate, Huo Yuhao, which Tang Wutong remembered distinctly because she felt inexplicably drawn to him initially.

Later, it was a strange repulsion that made her distance herself from Huo Yuhao.

And her unexplained aversion to soul-guiding devices.

"So... it was all his doing." Tang Wutong closed her eyes in pain, her anger and resentment nearly driving her mad.

Why, why must you control my life? I am a person, not a puppet! And not a pawn for you to manipulate at will! Father!!!

Tang Wutong's furious appearance pleased Du Qianjue greatly.

Steady. Princess Tang has successfully transformed into Tang the Dutiful Daughter, but he still needed to confirm.

"So, don't you want to seek revenge? Not just for yourself, but for justice!" Du Qianjue asked righteously.

"Revenge..." Tang Wutong's empty eyes regained some light, then ignited with fierce rage.

"Yes, revenge. Pull that hypocrite off his throne, trample his fake face under your high heels, and then tell him loudly, 'Tang San, you don't deserve to be my father!'" Du Qianjue, acting like a cult leader, was fervently speaking in Tang Wutong's Sea of Consciousness, starting his speech...

Tang Wutong's gradually recovering soul deeply engraved Du Qianjue's words into herself, and the disgusting and loathsome image of Tang San could never be changed again.

"Yes, I want to crush him underfoot. I want to tell him he doesn't deserve to be my father!" Tang Wutong screamed hysterically.

... Tang the Dutiful Daughter, transformation successful! (End of Chapter)

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