Chapter 198 - 196: Xiang Longtao Gives Birth

Chapter 198: Chapter 196: Xiang Longtao Gives Birth

On Fangcun Mountain, seeing Fang Can’s puzzled expression, Xiang Longtao wanted to put on a brave face and say something.

But in his heart, however much he refused to admit it, he had to face the reality of his defeat.

Fang Can’s act of ignoring him had completely shattered his composure.

The Cultivation Technique he practiced was the Great Chu imperial family’s *Overlord’s Peerless Record*.

This Cultivation Technique required a state of mind that took tyranny to its absolute extreme.

And Xiang Longtao had demanded this of himself ever since he was a child.

To eat tyrannically, to kill tyrannically, to tyrannically insult anyone weaker than him.

In his eyes, all who were weak were female—objects fit only for insult.

But he had overlooked one thing: aside from those born as the strongest, no one could remain undefeated forever.

According to his brand of social Darwinism, if the loser was female...

...then since he had lost, and so miserably at that, he was naturally the most female of females, destined to be brutally humiliated.

This philosophical Martial Dao did not allow for self-deception.

If you got triggered on the internet, you could still try to save face by saying, ’You’re mad! You’re mad!’

But in this philosophical Martial Dao, the body had to conform to the will of the mind.

This was especially true for Martial Artists on the Heaven-Ascending Road, whose bodies were more than ninety percent conceptualized, becoming a manifestation of pure will.

When one’s actions were in complete opposition to their convictions, the stronger the contrast, the more violently the body would react.

It was just as his former instructor had said:

’If you betray your convictions midway, the light consequence is losing all your power and exploding. The heavy consequence is that you will bear children and be toyed with at others’ whims.’

And now, Xiang Longtao was in that very situation. He felt his skin begin to tremble faintly.

Then, as if countless tiny insects were crawling beneath his skin, Xiang Longtao felt his flesh and blood being gnawed and twisted from within. Countless veins, like earthworms, bulged on the surface of his skin.

’My dear imperial brother, it’s been a while.’

A mocking, venomous voice echoed in Xiang Longtao’s mind, making him panic instinctively.

"Impossible! You should be dead! I completely refined you!"

As Fang Can watched in confusion, Xiang Longtao staggered backward in a panic, clutching his head as if trying to shake the voice out.

"You bastard, just die! AAAAAAAARGH..."

As he screamed, Xiang Longtao clawed violently at his skin, which grew increasingly itchy, as if something were about to burst out from within.

’What’s wrong with him?’ Fang Can wondered, watching Xiang Longtao’s sudden frenzy.

"He’s lost his mind! The guy’s gone completely mad!"

A nearby Martial Artist cried out in shock. None of them had expected Xiang Longtao to be unable to withstand the blow and fall into madness.

In truth, after being crushed by Fang Can’s power, all of them who had reached the First Turn would also experience instability in their Realms.

They would have to return and spend three or four days readjusting their mental state and honing their minds.

But none of them would have such an extreme reaction as Xiang Longtao, who had fallen directly into madness.

’Lost his mind?’ Fang Can heard the phrase again, surprised to see it happening to Xiang Longtao.

"Lost my mind... I’ve lost my mind?" Hearing the surrounding chatter, a sliver of fear bloomed in Xiang Longtao’s heart, but the fear only served to accelerate the process.

"Impossible... I’m not mad. I’m not mad at all!"

Xiang Longtao wanted to argue, but the incessant, venomous female voice in his head made him understand the truth.

The other consciousness within him had indeed been refined away. The so-called voice he was hearing now was merely a figment of his imagination.

Yet even knowing this, he was trapped in a state of lucid madness from which there was no escape.

If the loser was meant to be insulted, then as the loser, he naturally had to be brutally humiliated by Fang Can.

If Fang Can had granted his request and killed him, this might have been averted, as death was also a form of humiliation.

But Fang Can had refused without a second thought.

For a clown, death was an exit from the stage. The only proper way was to keep him alive, to let him shine in the spotlight.

And so, Fang Can’s disregard had not only shattered Xiang Longtao’s composure but had also triggered his psyche’s self-correction mechanism.

Since Fang Can wouldn’t humiliate him, his own mind had to fill the void by brutally humiliating itself.

Thus, after understanding all this, Xiang Longtao snapped his head up, his gaze locked fiercely onto Fang Can.

Now, there were only two ways to cure his madness.

One: wash away the shame by defeating Fang Can and forcing him to his knees.

Two: beg Fang Can to humiliate him, thus satisfying his mind’s self-correction mechanism.

’Should I speak? Should I beg Fang Can to humiliate me?’

An intense battle raged in Xiang Longtao’s mind, but in the time it took him to hesitate, the optimal moment for humiliation had already passed.

Just a moment later, the life vanished from Xiang Longtao’s eyes. His half-extended right hand froze in mid-air, and he became as still as a stone statue.

BOOM!

In the real world, atop the Twin Imperial Tower, a terrifying aura erupted.

It was as if the heavens and earth were collapsing. The release of a single wisp of this aura caused the entire tower, though reinforced by Magic, to tremble as if on the verge of destruction.

A bone-chilling killing intent filled Xiang Hongtu’s eyes. Watching his maddened son, he clenched his fists tightly.

He had never imagined that his most prized son would be driven to the point of madness!

’Fang Can!’ Xiang Hongtu’s fury erupted as he glared at the small, glowing golden figure in the center of the arena.

The next moment, a crisp sound reached his ears.

CRACK—

With a sound like shattering glass, a fine crack appeared on the forehead of the statue-like Xiang Longtao.

The crack spread rapidly, branching out over his entire body.

CRACK-CRACK-CRACK-CRACK—

Amid a continuous series of shattering sounds, Xiang Longtao’s left arm suddenly burst open, revealing a fair, delicate hand from within.

Then his head, torso, and legs shattered completely. Like a cicada shedding its golden shell, a black-haired young woman emerged from Xiang Longtao’s dead husk.

Fang Can: ???

Staring at the scene before him, which defied all common sense, Fang Can’s mind struggled to process what he was seeing.

He subconsciously recalled the story his instructor had told him about the Overlord of Great Chu.

’Did I really beat Xiang Longtao so hard he turned into a girl? So, after this... feminization... is this person even the same guy anymore?’

Dressed in Xiang Longtao’s oversized robes, the black-haired young woman looked at the golden, glowing figure before her with undisguised disgust.

As a new life born from Xiang Longtao, she was, of course, not the same person as the original.

Her thoughts, appearance, personality, and even the light of her soul had been completely reshaped. She was an entirely different person.

However, she had also completely inherited the original’s body and memories, along with an incredibly clear and potent hatred for Fang Can.

Atop the Great Derivation Imperial Tower, watching the young woman who had just emerged from the original body, Xiang Hongtu was stunned by the outcome.

Xiang Longtao? No, that wasn’t quite right. She should be called Xiang Longtao now.

Thanks to Fang Can, he had actually given birth.