Soul Land V: Rebirth of Tang San-Chapter 815 - 814: The Feeling of Sleeping is Really Good

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Tang San said, "I have been thinking and trying lately, and I already have some ideas. I plan to go into seclusion for a while to conduct detailed research. This is of utmost importance, it is our future. Rest assured, I will give it my all."

Now that the general situation has stabilized, he really needs to start working on this. Tang San has had some ideas before, but how to implement them specifically still requires continuous trials. After all, this is about finding a suitable cultivation path for humanity!

Through his years of understanding the humans of this plane, he has confirmed that the Mysterious Heaven Method is not suitable for humans of this plane to cultivate. It’s because the aura of this plane is different from the Soul Land he once lived in. Comparatively, the vitality of different elements in this plane is much stronger than in Soul Land, but the purity of the aura is not enough.

If one were to forcefully cultivate the Mysterious Heaven Method without his control abilities, it would be very easy to deviate and go mad. Therefore, it’s not that the Mysterious Heaven Method cannot be cultivated, but the likelihood of problems arising during cultivation is simply too high. Moreover, cultivating the Mysterious Heaven Method also involves devouring other bloodlines, which increases the risk of deviation even further. Therefore, after much deliberation, Tang San has determined that the Mysterious Heaven Method is not suitable for human cultivation.

"Alright, I’ll leave it to you then."

Everyone chatted until very late about how to govern the country after its founding before Zhang Haoxuan and the others finally left, leaving the wooden house to Tang San and Pretty Girl.

Although they hadn’t officially come together yet, everyone already understood that they were a couple.

"Are you planning to stay here for your seclusion?" Pretty Girl asked, snuggling in Tang San’s arms.

Tang San nodded and said, "Within the range of the Endless Blue Ocean, the power of faith will continuously nourish my divine consciousness, and my thoughts will also be clearest, so closing in here is the most appropriate. You stay with me, and as my divine consciousness grows, the feedback through the Asura God Sword can also benefit you."

"Mhm, but I should occasionally go back to Jiali City to see, otherwise, I would be too irresponsible as the City Lord," Pretty Girl said with a laugh.

Tang San couldn’t help but laugh, "Absolutely. But there’s no need to worry too much. By the way, I plan to invite Xiao He over. Talking about governing a country, governing a city, the Redemption Organization actually isn’t good at it. They have always been operating in the shadows, striving for resistance. Truly managing during peace times is not their forte. In this respect, there really isn’t anyone on Demon Monster Land stronger than the Peacock Demon King."

Pretty Girl couldn’t help but say, "When you resurrected my father with a human body, that was your purpose, right?"

Tang San did not avoid admitting his intentions and nodded, "Yes, it is a very important part. Also, human bodies are more receptive to divine consciousness and give stronger assurance of resurrection."

Pretty Girl said, "Then I’ll go back tomorrow and bring father over. But I wonder if godmother would be willing."

Tang San smiled slightly and said, "It’s not a big issue, now with the Teleportation Array, it’s only a moment’s journey for the princess to come to Crescent Island. Xiao He has a real knack for governance; having him will greatly increase the probability of smooth development for human states. We will also be able to free ourselves to become even stronger and better protect our human nation."

Pretty Girl looked up at him, "Didn’t you say that once we become truly powerful, we will leave this world and return to your original plane? What will happen to this place then?"

Tang San said, "Don’t worry, if we truly have to leave, I will make sure to prepare everything for our people beforehand. Plus, our leaving doesn’t mean we will never return."

Pretty Girl nodded, "Alright, it’s late. Let’s rest." As she said this, she began to struggle to sit up from Tang San’s embrace.

For them, meditation was the best form of rest and also a way to enhance their cultivation base.

However, Tang San held her tightly, eyes closed, and said, "I don’t want to meditate today, will you keep me company?"

Pretty Girl was startled, and her face flushed red rapidly. She lowered her voice and said, "No, no, we’re not married yet, you…"

She had just begun speaking when she noticed that Tang San’s breathing had become much more even. Leaning against the wooden wall, he had actually fallen asleep. Only his arms, which held her, remained tight, not loosening at all.

Pretty Girl was stunned—had he actually fallen asleep like this? He was already a rank 11 powerhouse!

But in the next moment, she felt a pang in her heart—it must be because he was too tired.

Ever since they went to the Ancestral Court together, her to report and him to undergo Tribulation, his mind had been in constant tension. Later, when she gave her report, he faced the Destruction and Oblivion Heavenly Lightning of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths alone, playing more than ten Emperors of the Ancestral Court in the palm of his hand, eventually succeeding in the Tribulation and officially becoming a god.

Afterward, he had always accompanied her in her cultivation, helping her grow, and taking care of overseas matters as well. There was also the immense mental pressure and impact from the extermination of his clansmen.

Having just returned from the Ancestral Court, he immediately went to the Endless Blue Ocean, fusing his Divine Seat with the ocean to awe the Blue Sea. Today, faced with six Kings, under their coercion, he once again displayed the Sea God’s Divine Might and even raised his cultivation base to rank 11.

Throughout these events, he demonstrated strength and wisdom, giving her the feeling that he was omnipotent. But was he truly omnipotent?

Even as a god, he still felt fatigue, still experienced mental exhaustion. Yet, he kept supporting everything, and it was mostly for her.

Now, practically everything had stabilized, and he was tired, truly weary from the depth of his soul.

She wrapped her arms tighter around him, her heart aching with tenderness.

Using the power of space, she gently transported them together to the bed, letting him hold her as she carefully adjusted his position to make him as comfortable as possible.

She did not try to extract herself from his embrace because she knew that only by holding her could he sleep more peacefully and rest better. Just as she felt the utmost security in his arms.

Morning.

When Tang San woke from his sleep, he felt an indescribable comfort and warmth all over, along with a refreshing sense of physical and mental relief. A faint fragrance still lingered at his nose.

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Looking down, he saw her waterfall-like black hair, and he was slightly startled. But in the next instant, his heart filled with happiness.

He gently drew her closer into his arms again, arranging her to rest more comfortably against his arm. His other hand wrapped around her waist.

Their clothes from the previous day hadn’t changed, but now they were covered with a quilt. Although at their level of cultivation, the warmth of a quilt was rather meaningless, the feeling of two people under one quilt was intoxicating. This warmth and comfort completely relaxed Tang San.

Back, his wife, back.

He just watched her, occasionally lowering his head to gently kiss her temples, waiting for her to wake up naturally.

Pretty Girl seemed to sleep exceptionally soundly in his arms; the sky outside gradually brightened, but she showed no signs of waking.

Such a feeling was truly blissful! Godking, Divine Realm—all seemed to pale in comparison to this moment. Right now, Tang San only wanted to be with his love, enjoying this tranquility—this was the best kind of warmth.