127: Chapter 125 Golden Body Splitting Technique

Director Sun Zheng: "..."

He looked back at Zheng Yuanshan. Zheng Yuanshan was holding a teacup and taking a sip. His expression remained unchanged.

Meanwhile, a series of message notifications popped up in Yang Hang's private chat channel.

Sender: Yang Yue.

"Brother!!! Brother!!! Are you there!!!"

"Brother, hurry up and go watch the video of the two Fate Masters killing the sea beast!!!!"

"I just watched it!! I saw the person in it!! I couldn't see it before!!!"

"The Fate Master really participated in the Top 1000 Tournament!! Have I talked to the Fate Master before!!!"

"Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, did I take a photo with the Fate Master!!!"

Following this was a series of photos.

Photos of Yang Yue and Zheng Yuanshan, Yang Yue and Zhang Haotian, Yang Yue and Guan Tiezhu, Yang Yue and Gu Qingyi, Yang Yue and President Shen Qing, and Yang Yue with others.

"Brother, look! There might just be a photo of me and the Fate Master in here!!!"

Yang Hang swept a casual glance over these photos.

Of course he knew there was no photo with the Fate Master in there.

Because this girl hadn't sent any photos with him.

Back when the Revival Society and the Little Life Society released those videos where the Fate Master was invisible, he had assumed that if his younger sister could see her own figure in the video, she would definitely be excited to share it with him.

After all, according to the analysis by the Revival Society and the Little Life Society at the time, only those who had met the Fate Master offline could see the figure of the Fate Master recorded in the video.

This meant Yang Yue would definitely be excited that she had met the Fate Master offline.

As it turned out, his sister Yang Yue, and even his parents or other relatives and friends who had met him, could not see the part of the video that recorded his figure in their later observations.

He thought about the reason casually, and with high probability, he determined that this influence where the recorded figure could not be displayed might have appeared after he Awakened the Lord of Causality talent.

He didn't pay any more attention to this matter, and the message his sister Yang Yue sent him just confirmed the answer he had previously determined.

He replied with one line.

"[Smile] It's possible."

"Why do you only have one emoji! Aren't you excited!"

"Excited."

"Your tone isn't excited at all! Brother, are you indifferent to the Fate Master?"

"No, I admire him quite a bit."

"Then show some excitement! What if you've also talked to the Fate Master! Didn't you also participate in the Top 1000 Tournament!"

Yang Hang thought for a moment and slowly typed a line.

"That's true. I really admire him. I think he must be the most powerful and handsome person in the entire Magic Sea, none other."

Only then was Yang Yue satisfied as she sent a message, "That's more like it. But I think he's not as handsome as my brother when he uses the Little Luck Technique! Brother, you are always the number one handsome guy in my heart!!"

"Especially when I'm opening treasure chests for you?"

"Hehe {rubbing hands}"

The two chatted for a few more sentences. Yang Yue sent a long string of ellipses, then threw out a sentence, "Brother, I'm going to check the Fate Platform to see if there's any new news," and her avatar dimmed as she ran off to the Symphony Realm to join the fun.

Yang Hang's consciousness withdrew from the Fate Platform's private message interface.

The Symphony Realm had completely exploded.

In just a few minutes, overwhelming analysis posts, speculation posts, and reasoning posts poured in like snowflakes.

"Elimination method! There are a total of one thousand people in the Top 1000 Tournament, let's check them one by one!"

"Zheng Yuanshan is excluded; he is the 02 Chief, and his identity is public and transparent."

"President Shen Qing is excluded; the Minor Life Technique has already been publicly displayed countless times."

"Zhang Haotian is excluded; he was a soldier before Transmigration, his file is accessible."

"Guan Tiezhu is excluded; he's a fifty-year-old old man, unlikely."

"Then exclude everyone with a public panel; the remaining ones are the most suspicious!"

"The problem is that the participants of the Top 1000 Tournament all submitted their panels when signing up..."

"Then look at whose panel is the most suspicious!"

The investigation was in full swing.

Some people created spreadsheets of the thousand-person list, some compared everyone's talents with the possible ability characteristics of the Fate Master, and some analyzed the performance footage of each participant in the qualifying rounds, trying to find clues.

Among the 1.3 billion Yanhuang Survivors, at least 300 million people participated in this massive "Find the Fate Master" operation.

The popularity once surpassed the Revival Society's analysis conference.

The Divided Soul that Yang Hang was responsible for monitoring the Fate Platform saw this storm from beginning to end.

No emotional fluctuations.

No tension.

It just indifferently took it all in.

This Divided Soul of Yang Hang had its emotional logic restricted in order to monitor and maintain the Fate Platform more efficiently and rationally.

But this did not mean it had lost cognitive thinking; it was still very clear about "his" own methods.

The cognitive barrier of the Karma blockade was woven by "him" personally.

That net covering the identity used by "Yang Hang" in the Top 1000 Tournament and "Fate Master Yang Hang" was deeper than a chasm.

Even if all 1.3 billion Yanhuang Civilization people checked together.

Even if they tore apart the information of those one thousand people.

Even if someone placed the name of Little Luck Technique Yang Hang and Fate Master Yang Hang side by side, no connection would arise in their minds.

It was not that memories were erased.

It was that the Karma itself was severed.

Without the "Cause," the "Effect" could never be deduced.

Until Yang Hang's main body finished his business, he received the information transmitted back by the Divided Soul and casually threw it to the back of his mind.

There was still serious business ahead.

Not launching the food god shrine now.

He planned to open the food god shrine after the Sequence Battle started, so as not to stir up everyone's pre-battle emotions by going online in a rush now.

Yang Hang's consciousness switched back to the Divided Soul end and began to search on the trading platform of the Karmic Trading Realm.

He needed a Clone.

According to the team arrangement, he had to match and fight with Captain Ye Shuang and the others at twelve o'clock. Yang Hang did not intend to enter the field himself; this level of battle was no different from playing house to him.

But Yang Yue was in the team.

He was unwilling to use the Power of Causality to influence his own family. From the first day of Transmigration to now, he had never crossed this line. He couldn't explain the reason, but this was his bottom line for altering the Karma of all things.

Therefore, the Clone must be realistic enough that Yang Yue couldn't distinguish it.

The vast majority of items circulating on the trading platform were of Rotten Wood Class and Bronze Grade. Almost no one was willing to sell things above Silver Grade—Magic Sea survivors had developed the habit of equipping good things immediately. Hesitation would lead to defeat, and having slightly stronger personal strength meant the capital to live one more day.

Yang Hang's Divided Soul spent five minutes filtering out three things.

A Bronze Grade skill book "Shadow Clone Technique"—the principle was to separate a Physical Body Clone with only 10% strength, maintained by the caster's essence and energy, with a dull expression.

A Rotten Wood Class directional Ability Crystal [Image]—the effect was to generate a virtual Clone with the same appearance, no physical entity, which would dissipate upon touch.

A Bronze Grade item [Flesh Puppet Box]—required absorbing the main body's flesh and blood to replicate the original owner's appearance, had no consciousness, and could not act autonomously.

These three things, taken individually, were not enough. But these were the three Yang Hang wanted.

He placed an order with an untraceable anonymous account, and the three items arrived instantly through the space folding channel.

Karmic Strengthening Realm.

The strengthening platform lit up.

The Bronze Grade skill book "Shadow Clone Technique" was placed in the main body area. The Rotten Wood Class directional Ability Crystal [Image] and the Bronze Grade item [Flesh Puppet Box] were placed in the auxiliary material area.

The Power of Causality poured in.

The strengthening path unfolded on the operation interface. Yang Hang did not hesitate and directly selected the highest strengthening path—

Cross-grade strengthening.

Bronze → Silver → Gold.

karma points consumption: 214,700 points.

For Yang Hang, who sat on the River of Causality, this number didn't even count as a fraction.

Strengthening began.

In the Karmic Void Realm, the three items fused, reshaped, and transformed on the strengthening platform.

Three seconds later, a skill book with a golden luster lay quietly in the center of the platform.

[Golden Body Differentiation Technique (Gold Tier Skill Book)]

[Using one's own flesh and blood or items containing genetic sequences as a medium, differentiate into a physical Clone that can inherit 80% of the main body's strength. The Clone's appearance is exactly the same as the main body and can carry consciousness fragments. Each differentiation consumes a large amount of essence and energy.]

Yang Hang opened the skill book, and the golden light merged into his brow.

Learned.

He immediately tested it.

A wisp of Power of Causality guided the essence and energy to gather, and a drop of blood oozed from the palm of his left hand. The blood drop hovered in the air, expanding, extending, and shaping—

Three seconds later, a naked young man identical to Yang Hang stood in the center of the bedroom.

The muscle curvature, body length, and even the curvature of the hair strands were the same.