The End of Dharma 40K: My Evil God Wife Feeds Me to Prove My Emperorship

"Dude, how did you survive?"

Li Mingyu was all too familiar with that middle-aged voice.

He sized up the other man's slightly stubbled chin, weary face, and slightly hunched shoulders.

He confirmed that the person in front of him was indeed Wei Kun.

This is the first time the two have faced each other since they switched bodies.

Li Mingyu tried to stand up, but found that he was completely exhausted and unable to move, and a sharp pain came from his chest.

The ground beneath him was covered in warm blood.

"Hiss—Hey, Lao Wei, what's going on?" Li Mingyu endured the pain, his brows furrowed.

Wei Kun was stunned for a moment, as if he had been caught red-handed in a major disaster. He put on an embarrassed posture and said:

"Oh, Xiao Li, I'm so sorry... Just now, I accidentally died... Oh no, I mean you died... Hey, how come you're still alive?"

"Oh, so you're hoping I die, huh?" Li Mingyu said in a seemingly relaxed tone, but he couldn't suppress the intense pain in his chest.

"Why do I feel like I'm about to die from the pain?"

He slowly shifted his gaze to his chest, only to discover that his chest was a dark, empty hole.

—It's like my heart has been hollowed out.

How could this happen?

The dizziness from excessive blood loss overwhelmed him, and he had no doubt that although he was not dead yet, he would not last much longer.

"etc."

Li Mingyu discovered that the flower bud pendant his wife had given him was still hanging on his chest.

At this moment, the flower buds seemed to be alive, pulsating slowly, and the branches extending from the edges of the buds twitched frequently, as if seeking a connection.

Li Mingyu immediately understood his wife's intention. With the last bit of strength he had left, he pressed the flower bud pendant into his empty chest.

Instantly, a delicate sensation spread from his chest, as if countless branches were repairing and connecting the damaged blood vessels.

The flower buds also pulsate and expand with his breath, gradually replacing his heart and driving the flow of blood throughout his body.

"Huh? It actually came back to life? You can even do that? Little Li, where did you buy it... Haha, a heart made of flowers is really interesting, but aren't flowers of this color poisonous...?"

Wei Kun kept talking, seemingly having found a new source of amusement and watching with great interest.

"Hey, wait, this flower... doesn't it look like that flower from my house? I was wondering why I always seemed to see these flowers appearing in my house out of nowhere. Did you plant those flowers?"

"Oh, by the way, I asked you to help me find a girlfriend before, it's been so long, and you haven't even replied..."

girlfriend?

Li Mingyu was puzzled. Wasn't Wei Kun looking for a wife? Why did he change his mind and say he was looking for a girlfriend?

Could it be that I remembered it wrong?

Li Mingyu ignored Wei Kun's incessant chatter, feeling refreshed and invigorated.

A series of crisp, soft sounds emanated from all the bones in my body, and a gentle stretching sensation began to appear from each vertebra of my spine.

A deep warmth and tingling sensation emanated from beneath the skin, and the muscle structure began to clearly emerge.

In particular, the core muscles of the shoulders, back, waist and abdomen were completely connected and opened up, accompanied by slight pain.

Although all the meridians in my body were tense and releasing, I felt an itch in my chest.

The hollow flesh was rapidly growing and healing, and soon it was completely restored.

The only difference is that there is a faint pattern on the chest:

A pure black datura flower with three overlapping corollas.

Li Mingyu slowly stood up, lazily stretched, and felt the strength in his limbs and the beating of his "heart".

He noticed that his center of gravity had shifted, his legs had grown slightly longer, and the balance between his arm span and height had reached a new golden ratio.

The cuffs were also a little shorter, revealing a section of the wrist.

This is a sign of increased body size.

"I've actually grown about five centimeters taller."

In Xuanling Heaven, a cultivator's physique is positively correlated with their cultivation level, and a cultivator's physique is often an important basis for making a preliminary judgment on their cultivation level.

With each advancement in cultivation level, the body size will increase proportionally from its original size. If height is used as the standard, the increase for each advancement level is about five centimeters.

Li Mingyu is sixteen years old. His skeleton has not yet fully developed, but with his cultivation at the second level of the Qi Awakening Realm, he is already 1.85 meters tall.

Now, during the heart repair process, although his realm remains unchanged, his body size has expanded again, and he has reached a height of 1.9 meters.

The penetrating wound in my left arm has almost completely healed.

He couldn't help but sigh: the ointment his wife applied and the pendant she gave him were both very thoughtful.

He didn't feel there was anything unreasonable about this "heart transplant," he simply felt:

That's so thoughtful.

Hmm...that's really thoughtful.

"However, even though I've replaced my heart, it feels like something's missing. What am I missing...?"

"Never mind, I'll just have to think about it later."

Li Mingyu turned to Wei Kun and asked, "Old Wei, what are you doing here?"

Wei Kun paused for a moment, then slapped his thigh, suddenly realizing, "Right, right, Xiao Li, you're absolutely right! Why am I here? I didn't even go back to Earth?"

Li Mingyu pondered for a moment, then continued, "Old Wei, how did you die? Ah, never mind, how did I die?"

Wei Kun's eyes darted around, and he looked like he was trying hard to remember:

"Uh... here's the thing, when I woke up last night, I didn't know why I was still in Xuanling Heaven. I was wondering what had happened..."

"Stop, stop, get to the point." Li Mingyu had a premonition that Wei Kun was about to ramble on again.

Wei Kun ignored Li Mingyu's urging, remaining immersed in his own world, explaining to himself:

"It's my left arm. I don't know why my left arm was severely injured as soon as I transmigrated."

"You know, my left arm was hurting at the time, and then there was this guy lurking behind the wooden crate. This guy has no sportsmanship, he came at me like that! He appeared out of nowhere, very quickly, and delivered a blow to the head. I reacted immediately and tried to parry, but I accidentally used my left arm again, sigh..."

As Wei Kun spoke, he sighed deeply, and his expression became somewhat regretful.

"Then I lost the ability to resist, and then he used a copper pen to blew out my heart—oh no, I mean your heart, hehe. And, that copper pen was really a bit eerie..."

Wei Kun kept talking.

Li Mingyu fell into deep thought:

"A copper pen? What's that? Draining the heart? Never heard of such a thing."

On the other side, Wei Kun continued talking about his girlfriend, going on and on:

"Hey kid, you're ignoring me, huh? Huh? You didn't even try to help me find a girlfriend, did you?"

Li Mingyu asked, "Wait a minute, Lao Wei, where did you get a girlfriend? Weren't you looking for your wife?"

Wei Kun was stunned, then exclaimed excitedly, "What do you mean I have no girlfriend? I've been looking for a girlfriend all along! Seriously, have you already found her a long time ago?"

Wei Kun's tone grew increasingly intense, his emotions rising. He was furious and slapped the wooden box next to him.

This palm strike, however, missed its mark.

Wei Kun's palm went straight through the wooden box.

He looked astonished, his anger completely gone. After a few seconds, he exclaimed, "Holy crap, Li, look at me! I can walk through walls! I've awakened a superpower!"

"It's not a superpower. If you ask me, what you're like now is that the person is dead but the soul isn't." Li Mingyu sighed slightly, finally understanding that Wei Kun wasn't a physical being.

It looks no different from a living person, but in reality it should be some kind of spiritual entity similar to an astral projection.

Wei Kun froze on the spot, looking at his empty palm, then at the calm Li Mingyu, realizing he didn't possess a "physical body," his eyebrows furrowed, and his anger flared up again:

"How boring. Turns out you're the one who logged into my account. Humph, I have a lot of things to do on Earth, and I don't want to hear anything else from you. From now on, you stay in your Xuanling Heaven, and I'll go back to my old home on Earth. We'll go our separate ways. That's it, let's call it a day."

As he spoke, Wei Kun walked out of the warehouse. Just as he passed by Li Mingyu, a powerful suction force pulled him toward Li Mingyu.

"Um!?"

Li Mingyu also felt the suction force, his expression changed, and he used his leg strength to stabilize his body.

But Wei Kun suddenly darted forward and crashed directly into Li Mingyu's body.

Li Mingyu's vision went black, and he felt a moment of disorientation.

The surrounding scenery was rapidly fading away and disappearing.

When he came to his senses, the surroundings were already gray and white, and he and Wei Kun were standing on a huge, ancient platform.

The high platform is surrounded by thirteen ancient stone gates made of bluish-gray rock, the surface of which is covered with moss and water stains formed by natural erosion.

Beyond that lies a vast, empty, gray-white space that stretches to the horizon.

In the center of the huge platform was a small altar.

In the center of the altar, the ink pool with cloud patterns surged, and illusory images rose abruptly.

In the infinite distance, wondrous illusions appear, indistinct and elusive.

The stars and constellations, along with the Eight Trigrams and Nine Palaces, converge at the altar from afar.

It seems that a Taoist priest once ascended the altar, his heart merging with the profound mysteries, his spirit communicating with the Tao, revered by the three realms, and worshipped by all the gods...

Soon, the layers of illusions dissipated.

Li Mingyu looked around and felt as if he were in a giant ink painting.

Wei Kun exclaimed in surprise, "Wait, where did you get this for me?"