In the end, Yang Lujia finally managed to fuse the two of them. It was just that the oue of the fusion that he did was entirely different from the gentle Life-me.
If Life-me was a soft persimmon, then Yang Lujia''s newlyprehended fusion of the rules of life and mes would be savage pineapple. However, both had the same function. Both could use their power of the rules to let another party gain vitality.
Thinking about it until now, Yang Lujia naturally remembered the Heaven Returning Pill. It seemed like he needed to find someone topletely heal the father of the Wang siblings, Wang Lingyun. He did not owe that man but he had some kind of friendship with both of the siblings. With this matter, it wouldn''t be too long for him to really find someone who could refine such a pill.
Although he could add vitality to Wang Lingyun, it wasn''t enough to sustain his remaining life force. Yang Lujia was clearly aware of that. It was already a world''sw-opposing action to let someone who was supposed to die to be filled with vitality again. But that was the purpose of cultivation all along—to go against the rules of the heavens.
When Yang Lujia finishedprehending, he brought out the me that heprehended and was pleasantly surprised. Not only was this me not gentle, but it could also evenunch an attack that could suck someone''s vitality.
Did heprehend wrongly? Wasn''t this kind of sucking someone''s vitality out be rted to the rules of death?
Nevertheless, he did notin and just stared back at the purple-colored me who was still looking at him. He had a look that was yearning for more knowledge.
"Do you want to ask why the fire youprehended is different from Life-me?" the purple-colored me asked, hitting on the mark.
"Yes," he replied.
"Every person has their ownprehension of the rules and their concepts. You… you are not any different from any other person in this aspect. It depends on how you view life as. It depends on how you think mes should be. In the end,prehension solely relies on you—but there would still be a possibility that someone out thereprehended the same kind of me as well."
The purple-colored me''s exnation ayed all the doubts and questions in Yang Lujia''s heart. ''So that''s how it is!''
"Now that you''ve alreadyprehended the rules of life and mes in five years, it is now time for you to take the second part of the test—thest part actually—"
"Wait! What did you say? Iprehended the rules of life and mes for five years?! Isn''t that too long?!" Yang Lujia''s eyes were as wide as saucers.
On the other hand, the purple-colored me suddenly revealed its aura and scolded him ruthlessly, "What do you mean by ''too long''?! Your father managed toprehend Life-me for fifty years! Can you imagine that?! Even after fifty years, he only achieved what you can achieve right now! If the other freaks out there knew how more than of a freak you are, they would probablysh out at you for being so inconsiderate of their feelings!"
Yang Lujia was stunned by the attitude that the purple-colored me suddenly showed him. It was totally unexpected. He didn''t expect that he consumed so much of his time. Didn''t that mean that he was already at least 25 years old?
"Hey, remember that the time in this space is much faster than the time in reality. You don''t have to worry about your age aging. Who told you to have a considerate father?"
"Considerate?" Yang Lujia blurted out.
Never in his lifetime in the past had he believed this word. Neither in this lifetime either.
When other people would say that his parents were being considerate of him, he naturally wouldn''t believe it. Otherwise, he would only be the one, who expected so much from them, and would be hurt.
Before, when his father told him to go to America to study, he was naturally ted as a kid. He was even given toys and stuff that a kid would love. However, that considerate father of his had actually ulterior motives for doing so. In exchange for that little bit of happiness, Yang Lujia sacrificed most of his time studying and being forced to study when he would not want to.
It was then did he realize that his father was just ying tricks on him.
It was then did he change his attitude that his father wanted him to be.
Scheming. Notorious. Inconsiderate.
It was all thanks to his father that he became the person who he had be at the moment.
Fortunately, he managed to change a bit about himself.
In the end, however, he would still not hesitate to kill a person if thetter had thoroughly offended him or had revealed their killing intent towards him or the people he holds dear.
"By the way, what''s the second test?" Ignoring the earlier outburst of the purple-colored me, Yang Lujia instead asked for the second test.
"Congrattions on passing the first test!" a notification suddenly popped up in front of him.
On the other hand, the purple-colored me was still infuriated because of what he said but had managed to calm itself down. "Alright, the second test, this esteemed purple me, would naturally let you know."
When the purple-colored me changed its tone to sound like a conceited one, Yang Lujia was taken aback. He didn''t expect this fellow to be so petty.
Nevertheless, since the purple-colored me did not do anything to harm, he would also not mind this kind of attitude.
"Do you know about poisons?" the purple-colored me suddenly asked.
"Of course, I know of them. It''s just that I don''t know if they were something simr to what I know," Yang Lujia said, almost slipping his tongue.
"How can they not be simr to what you know?" the purple-colored grunted, unaware that Yang Lujia said that on ount of what he knew of poisons from Earth. "Of course, what you know is the basics but they''re basically what you need to know to understand the fundamentals of poisons!"