Infinite Awakening: My Exp Doubles Everyday novel Chapter 168

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Chapter 168: We’ve All Done It (yes WE)

"Dead already?" Li Yao spoke in disappointment as she watched the remaining particles of the soul disperse into nothingness. Her lips formed a slight pout. "Well, that’s no fun. I didn’t even get the chance to try out my other 999 torturing methods."

"999 others?" The elemental spirits exchanged horrified glances.

Slowly, almost imperceptibly at first, they began retreating. None wished to remain in proximity to someone who casually discussed torture with such enthusiasm. In their collective thoughts, a single question echoed: What was the world thinking, choosing someone like her? The further they could get from this lightning psychopath, the better.

Li Yao casually wiped her hands together, as if brushing away dust after completing a mundane chore rather than obliterating a soul. She turned toward the retreating spirits, her electric blue eyes finding them instantly. When their gazes met, the spirits instinctively looked away, suddenly finding great interest in the ground, the sky—anywhere but her terrifying eyes.

"That was just his soul clone," Li Yao remarked, "He should’ve already received the memories of what has transpired here by now."

She had deliberately chosen to torture the soul clone for such an extended period because the Empress had informed her of a crucial detail: to create a soul clone, one must sever it from the original soul, preventing direct synchronization. Information only returned to the original upon the clone’s destruction. Without this knowledge, she would never have risked such prolonged humiliation—the real Soul Formation expert would have descended upon them long ago.

"Since WE’ve humiliated him so much, he will definitely come to seek revenge," Li Yao stated.

"WE?" the Water Spirit questioned hesitantly, voice barely audible.

Before the spirit could blink, Li Yao had materialized between her and the Fire Spirit, draping her arms around their shoulders with alarming familiarity. The spirits stiffened at her touch, feeling the crackling energy of her essence against their own.

"Yes, WE," Li Yao replied, her smile eerily sweet. "Is there something wrong with that?"

"No! Not at all!" The spirits hastily shook their heads, the others nodding emphatically in agreement.

"Great! Then you guys will go back with me and help me fight him off when he comes," she declared, her tone leaving no room for negotiation.

The spirits nodded silently, resigned to their fate. Li Yao smiled with satisfaction, pleasantly surprised at acquiring such obedient workers. They were strong too—far more useful than the useless old men back at the sect.

Within Li Yao’s spiritual sea, the Empress remained silent, having accepted that she had granted the Emperor throne to a complete psychopath. She could only lament her misfortune at ending up in this situation. Her only hope was to recover her full strength soon, before her legacy and reputation were completely ruined by her unhinged heir.

Meanwhile, in the Wuming Cult’s grand hall, Gao Aotian received the memories of his soul clone’s destruction. A thunderous shout erupted from his throat, the force of his rage causing the entire structure to tremble as if on the verge of collapse. Black-robed subordinates stationed at the corners of the room observed in rigid silence, not daring to utter a single word.

"You dare to humiliate me like this?" the Cult Leader snarled, spiritual energy crackling around his form. "Then don’t blame me for what happens next."

His first instinct was to depart immediately and kill Li Yao on the spot, but after a moment’s contemplation, a more satisfying idea took shape in his mind. A sinister smile spread across his face as he imagined recreating his soul clone, then launching his attack the following day. And when he did...

"No! I can’t laugh yet! I’ve got to hold it in,"

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As soon as he saw the reset screen, Xiang Yu felt himself pulled into his spiritual sea with an irresistible force. Energy poured into the vast internal landscape like countless rivers converging into an ocean, each stream bringing new power and vitality to the spiritual sea.

The spiritual sea expanded before his eyes, its boundaries stretching outward as if it had no limit. The sudden surge of growth was so dramatic that even the sleeping infant soul was startled awake.