The Soul Transformation Pills were pearly white, dissolving the moment they were swallowed.
Lu Ming swallowed three Soul Transformation Pills in one gulp.
Immediately after, Lu Ming felt a surge of violent and pure spiritual energy explode within his body.
Not daring to delay, he quickly circulated his technique, channeling the energy to the Nascent Soul floating above his dantian.
The three-headed and six-armed Nascent Soul opened its three mouths and took a sudden, deep breath.
A massive amount of spiritual energy surged into the Nascent Soul's body.
Following this, the spiritual light surrounding the Nascent Soul flickered erratically, emitting waves of painful buzzing.
The pain caused Lu Ming's face to contort, sweat pouring down his forehead.
The medicinal power continuously washed over the Nascent Soul. A moment later, Lu Ming was dumbfounded.
According to what Fu Yunshen and the others had told him, his Nascent Soul should shatter next, and then reassemble, completing the transition from Nascent Soul to primordial spirit.
But the current situation was that he had taken the three pills and endured the agonizing pain, yet his Nascent Soul showed absolutely no signs of shattering...
What should he do?
If this Nascent Soul wouldn't shatter, how could it reassemble?
“Shatter, damn you...”
Lu Ming roared, stuffing five more Soul Transformation Pills into his mouth.
Boom...
As a vast amount of spiritual energy poured in, the Nascent Soul cooperated by absorbing it, followed by an excruciating pain that made him feel half-dead.
But the Nascent Soul still refused to shatter...
“What the actual hell...”
Looking at the completely intact Nascent Soul, Lu Ming couldn't help but curse in frustration.
Suddenly, Lu Ming's eyes narrowed. He looked at the vortex dantian beneath his Nascent Soul.
He couldn't help but recall the scenes of his previous breakthroughs into Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, and Nascent Soul.
It seemed that every single time, things were crushed to pieces by this vortex. If he threw his own Nascent Soul in there, would it get shredded?
But what if it got shredded and couldn't reassemble?
Surely not. He was the protagonist, after all!
He would definitely be fine.
With that thought, Lu Ming decided to go all the way.
He directly controlled his Nascent Soul and made it leap right into his vortex dantian.
Pfft...
The moment Lu Ming's Nascent Soul jumped in, it instantly dissolved with a soft pop.
Lu Ming was stunned. What was going on? At this moment, his divine sense perceived that his dantian was an endless expanse of chaotic darkness.
There was no up, down, left, right, front, back, near, or far. There was only a pitch-black void stretching across his entire dantian.
“Holy crap... Where's my Nascent Soul?”
Seeing this, Lu Ming couldn't help but cry out in alarm.
Wasn't it supposed to reassemble after shattering?
The problem was, his had shattered so thoroughly that not even a speck of dust remained.
How was he supposed to reassemble it now?
Just then, all the pores on Lu Ming's physical body burst open. Spiritual energy frantically poured backward, devoured greedily by the black-hole-like dantian...
As the spiritual energy was devoured, the rudimentary form of a Nascent Soul gradually began to take shape within the dark, eerie dantian.
Seeing this, Lu Ming rejoiced.
It worked!
Right at that moment, a sudden change occurred. The newly formed primordial spirit abruptly exploded.
Lu Ming felt a wave of agonizing pain wash over his entire body.
His consciousness plunged into darkness.
...
Honk! Beep beep! Honk honk!
The moment Lu Ming opened his eyes, he froze in shock.
Before him was a scene both familiar and somewhat foreign. A hundred-ton truck roared past right in front of his eyes...
And he was riding a vintage bicycle.
What was going on?
Hadn't he failed his breakthrough to the Soul Transformation stage?
Immediately after, he covered his mouth. Had he failed his breakthrough, died, and transmigrated back...
At this thought, Lu Ming found it hard to accept for a moment.
What happened to being the protagonist?
Why was he back?
He hadn't even shown off, slapped any faces, or stood at the pinnacle of the world yet!
No way. He wanted to go back to that world and be the protagonist. He didn't want to return to being a corporate slave...
“Fuck... I haven't even stood at the pinnacle of the world yet! What right do you have to send me back...”
“Send me back...”
“You worthless piece of garbage, you ruined my plans...”
But no matter how much Lu Ming cursed, the modern scene before his eyes remained unchanged.
Just as Lu Ming was getting tired of cursing, his phone suddenly rang.
Lu Ming instinctively answered the call.
“Xiao Lu... why aren't you here yet...”
“Ah... Aunt Bai, I'll be right there.”
Lu Ming hung up the phone and pedaled his bicycle while cursing under his breath, heading toward Aunt Bai's house.
Since he was back, life had to go on.
Lu Ming arrived at Aunt Bai's villa, still fuming.
The entire villa was sprawling and extraordinarily grand.
Lu Ming pushed open the door and entered, only to see Aunt Bai dressed in a silk nightgown.
She was looking at him with a beaming smile.
“Come here... Xiao Lu...”
But upon seeing Aunt Bai's physique, which resembled Zhu Wuneng's...
Lu Ming instantly blew a fuse. “Come my ass...”
Lu Ming's words left Aunt Bai dazed.
Slap! Slap!
Aunt Bai threw several stacks of red banknotes right in front of Lu Ming.
“Xiao Lu, take back what you just said!”
The moment he saw the cash, Lu Ming's heart skipped a beat.
Sniff... My beloved paper!
“Screw you, I've been a protagonist before! How could I possibly sell my body...”
Lu Ming spoke with righteous indignation, but his hands didn't stop for a second.
He swiftly snatched the stacks of money into his hands.
“Even though it's fake, the texture isn't bad...”
With that, Lu Ming clutched the money and walked out.
Just now, it had finally clicked for Lu Ming. This was his fucking Heart Demon illusion...
Lu Ming walked out of the room and got straight into a luxury car parked in Aunt Bai's yard.
The moment he drove out, he hit an old man.
“Young man, without five hundred yuan, I'm not getting up!”
Thud! Thud!
Lu Ming got out of the car and immediately began to punch and kick him.
“If you can't get up, then don't!”
The beaten old man repeatedly begged for mercy.
“Awesome! I've wanted to do this for ages! You old fraud, acting like a parasite at your age...”
Lu Ming drove all the way to a bustling market.
“The Jiangnan Leather Factory has gone bankrupt...”
“You love me, I love you, Mixue Ice Cream and Tea is sweet...”
Looking at these familiar sights, Lu Ming was momentarily overwhelmed with emotion.
Time to start showing off!
He immediately walked up to a milk tea shop.
“Give me ten large cups...”
Lu Ming waved his hand grandly. He drank one cup and poured out the other nine.
Next, he made his way to the largest digital mall in the city center.
He stepped straight into the most grandly decorated flagship phone store.
“One of every phone model in every color. No need for packaging, just put them in a bag.”
The clerk froze on the spot. Once they snapped out of it, they nodded repeatedly and went to fetch the stock.
He found a luxury hotel and booked a room.
Lu Ming unwrapped a phone, activated and downloaded everything at lightning speed, and opened the most popular competitive mobile game at the moment.
He bought every single skin and item. Looking at the screen filled with rare gear, he couldn't help but laugh maniacally:
“Hahaha... Awesome... Now this is how you play a game.”
“Get out! Get the fuck out of here...!”
Suddenly, Lu Ming's vision blurred, and the scene shifted back to the cave.
The Heart Demon was absolutely livid!
I dragged you into a demonic state to make you lose yourself!
Not to let you fucking enjoy yourself!
Looking at Lu Ming's performance, the Heart Demon felt like it was about to develop its own heart demon...
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