I will be stronger after the remake

The whole process went too smoothly, almost exactly as he had imagined before he took action, without any twists or turns.

Couldn't you suddenly pull out an unexpected trump card to force me to reveal my true colors?

Tang Ping glanced at the vampire's corpse and thought that perhaps he shouldn't have attacked and killed him first.

Werewolves and exorcists are both typical physical attackers, lacking any mysterious psychic magic. The former, in particular, relies purely on his strong physique to fight. However, no matter how tough his wolf skin or how resilient his body, it's all for naught against penetrating techniques that target internal organs.

Incidentally, hidden strength is not the same as penetrating strength. Hidden strength refers to generating power through qi and blood, which can produce powerful force even when the body is still.

From the sneak attack on Tang Ping to the knockout of the exorcist, the whole process took less than three minutes. One moment Chen Zengfu and the other members of the Public Security Bureau were facing life and death, and the next moment the enemy who had driven them to the brink of death was all gone. Such is the greatest ups and downs in life, and they were all unable to recover for a moment.

Chen Zengfu was the first to realize what was happening and said gratefully to Tang Ping, "Thank you for saving me, friend. May I ask which department you are from?"

Upon hearing this, the Qi cultivator's expression tightened. He inwardly complained that Ling Chong was still too young and acted too rashly. Was now the right time to confirm someone's identity?

What if the other party isn't an official and they turn hostile on the spot for fear of their identities being exposed? Given the injuries of my group, wouldn't I be at their mercy?

If you want to investigate the other party's identity, you can do so after you get back; it's not an urgent matter.

Fortunately, Tang Ping's answer relieved him.

"I am from the Lin'an City Spiritual Energy Management Bureau, but my identity is a little special. You can ask Fu Zhengyi, the head of the Armed Forces Section, to confirm."

Chen Zengfu waved his hand, speaking in a somewhat familiar manner: "What's with all this talk about confirming or not confirming? I wanted to send a letter of thanks to your unit. If we hadn't met you today, our Jiangcheng Public Security Bureau would probably have been wiped out. By the way, brother, your skills are truly superb. How did you train? And that move you used to kill the vampire just now seemed to have a Buddhist aura. Could you perhaps also be a martial monk with a spiritual essence?"

"I won't bother with the thank-you letter. I'm on a special mission and it's not convenient for me to reveal myself."

Just as Tang Ping was about to explain, he suddenly sensed something amiss. A chaotic and intense demonic aura erupted not far away and was rapidly approaching the altar.

Chen Zengfu's expression changed, and he said, "Damn it! This is a gathering place for demonic beasts. Those demonic beasts were driven out by the blood-red formation, but now that the formation has disappeared, the demonic beasts have returned."

Tang Ping asked in confusion, "What about your local Armed Forces Division? I remember that regularly sweeping up high-density monster settlements is a routine task for the Armed Forces Division."

"Don't even mention it, there was an internal conflict before, those people..."

"Cough, cough, cough!"

The psychic cultivator, who was practicing Qi, forcibly interrupted him with a cough.

Chen Zengfu wasn't entirely devoid of emotional intelligence, and he quickly changed the subject, saying, "There's no point in talking about this now. There are too many monsters, and it's too dangerous for us to stay. Let's hurry up and leave."

Tang Ping said, "When I entered the Illusionary Realm, I happened to encounter four female students who were unfortunately dragged into this place. At the time, the situation was urgent, so I told them to hide. Now I have to go back and take them away with me."

Chen Zengfu nodded and said, "Yes, I'll leave this to you. We don't have enough manpower available here."

As he spoke, he stepped forward and kicked the werewolf in the forehead, knocking him unconscious.

A living prisoner is naturally more valuable than a dead one.

Tang Ping thought for a moment and then said, "I remember that besides the female student, there was also a milk tea shop employee who was dragged in. Do you know where he is?"

“I know,” Chen Zengfu pointed to the pale, desiccated corpse on the ground and sighed. “That’s him. He was eroded by the array after entering and his blood was instantly drained. We psionicists can resist to some extent, but ordinary people are just fish on a chopping board.”

What an unlucky fellow. Tang Ping paused briefly to mourn before turning and leaving.

Chen Zengfu gathered the vampire's corpse and used a return spell to bring everyone back to the mortal world.

During his journey, Tang Ping keenly noticed that his spiritual power had increased slightly. He immediately realized that his act of saving people was in line with the performance principles of a "novice monk" and had received feedback.

"This is yet another phenomenon that violates the law of conservation of energy. There's nothing wrong with absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to increase cultivation, but why does the development of a spiritual core increase spiritual power? Where does this extra spiritual power come from?"

Tang Ping was puzzled, but in the end he could only attribute it to the law, just like "calling out the name of the move can increase its power by 10%", there was no reason, the law just stipulated it.

Before long, he arrived at the place where he had first entered the Illusionary Realm and saw scattered demonic beasts. These beasts resembled white bison, covered in long, thick fur like straw raincoats. The fur was fluffy and very hard, capable of leaving scratches on stone walls. Their skulls had two pairs of horns, one pair pointing to the sky and the other pair almost horizontal. The horns were tightly connected to the skulls. They had tusks like wild boars in their mouths, and a pair of exceptionally well-developed lower teeth that protruded from their mouths.

Tang Ping activated the "Three-Eyed True Radiance" and immediately obtained the other party's information.

[Race: Aobi]

[Classification: Chaetophyta, Class Alpha and Ceratomyta, Order Artiodactyla, Family Bovidae, Genus *Bos*]

[From the *Classic of Mountains and Seas*, *Western Mountains Classic*: Two hundred and twenty li further west is Mount Sanwei, where three bluebirds dwell. This mountain is one hundred li in width. On it dwells a beast, which resembles an ox, with a white body and four horns, its mane like a straw raincoat, named Aobi, which eats people.]

"What kind of classification is this? It's actually quite scientific."

Tang Ping's impression of the monsters recorded in the Classic of Mountains and Seas falls into two categories: either they are a kind of delicacy, and eating their flesh will bring some benefit, or they are cannibals. Ao Bie undoubtedly belongs to the latter, even though it looks like a herbivore.

He quickened his pace and soon spotted the four female students.

They were huddled together, their faces filled with terror and helplessness, trembling slightly with fear, their eyes brimming with tears. Yu Shujiang was slightly better off, but she was still powerless to help in this situation.

One of the girls sobbed softly, her voice filled with despair, "What are we going to do? Are we going to die here?"

Another girl complained, "We should have kept quiet and stayed close to that boy. It's all Lin Yaqian's fault for saying something that offended him, and he wouldn't take us away."

The girl who was being blamed retorted angrily, "How can you blame me? How was I supposed to know that boy would be so petty? Besides, if you hadn't screamed in fright, how could we have been discovered by the monster! Xu Peipei, if I die today, I'll haunt you even as a ghost!"

"..."

Yu Shujiang pursed her lips tightly and said nothing, but her body was trembling uncontrollably.

Tang Ping, with his excellent hearing, overheard their conversation and was utterly speechless.

If we're all going to die together, what's the point of arguing about right and wrong?

He deliberately slowed down to teach them a lesson, and only when one of the proud beasts suddenly leaped up and opened its blood-red maw to pounce on the girl closest to it did he dash away like a shooting star.

boom!

Tang Ping arrived at the last minute, kicked Ao Zi away, and then landed steadily, showing her reliable back to the four girls.

"Aren't you hurt?"

As he spoke, he felt that his appearance deserved an 85 out of 100.

The attacked girl was so frightened that she collapsed to the ground. Yu Shujiang quickly helped her up, revealing a joyful expression of relief: "No, you came just in time."

"Great, we are saved!"

"Thank you!"

These girls were thankfully not completely irritated; no one blamed Tang Ping for arriving so late.

At this moment, Ao Bei, who had been kicked away, flipped over and got up. As if its ferocity had been aroused, it bared its sharp teeth, let out a threatening roar, and kicked off with its hind legs. Like a black cannonball, it rushed straight towards Tang Ping.

"Wow, it's pretty tough-skinned."

Tang Ping intentionally tested his opponent's strength. He squatted down slightly, his feet planted in a V-shape, his mind momentarily blank, and his hands clenched into fists, becoming incredibly heavy, as if he had added a large ball of lead and mercury. Just as Ao Biao was about to pounce on him, he suddenly twisted his waist to the side to dodge the attack, while his right fist, accompanied by a whistling sound, slammed heavily into his opponent's side waist.

This punch didn't use penetrating force or spiritual power; it was just a pure, all-out strike. Ao Bei let out a painful howl as his massive body tumbled through the air, crashing into several thick trees. He tried to get up, but after struggling several times, he couldn't manage it and could only lie on the ground groaning.

Although he rendered his opponent incapacitated with a single punch, Tang Ping did not underestimate him. Under normal circumstances, his punch could break the spine of a rhinoceros, and if it hit the waist of a weaker animal like a leopard, it could break it in half. Ao Biao was only seriously injured, but he did not lose his life.

Indeed, monsters cannot be measured by the standards of normal creatures.

Tang Ping sighed inwardly, but calmly asked the girls, "Didn't I tell you to find a place to hide?"

"It's all Xu Peipei's fault, we were having such a good time..."

A girl was about to explain when Yu Shujiang covered her mouth: "This is not the time to talk about these things, senior. I see that the blood mist over there has dissipated. Has the restriction been lifted?"

He has a clear sense of priorities and can remain calm and thoughtful even in this situation; he truly deserves to have received an elite education.

Tang Ping gave Yu Shujiang another look and said, "You guessed right. We can now use the Return Spirit Technique normally, but it is easily interrupted and requires a certain amount of time to prepare. So we must drive away the monster in front of us first."

As they spoke, the Ao Biao people around them gradually gathered around.

Before they could form an encirclement, Tang Ping took the initiative and charged into the monster horde, unleashing his Tai Chi Cannon Fist. Each move was powerful and fierce, and every punch accurately hit Ao Bie's vital points.

If a skilled observer were to notice, they would see that every time Tang Ping punches and lands, a ripple-like vibration would appear on Ao Biao's skin. This is because he uses penetrating force to inject power into the enemy's body, damaging his internal organs and ensuring that any Ao Biao struck would lose the ability to move.

Tang Ping used the Tai Chi Cannon Hammer in his hands, but his feet were on the Bagua Swimming Step. His body flashed and moved, sometimes sticking, sometimes moving, sometimes opening, sometimes closing, sometimes separating, sometimes closing, like a fish swimming back and forth among a group of monsters.

Ao Biao wanted to besiege Tang Ping, but he couldn't keep track of his whereabouts at all and was unable to form an encirclement. Neither his sharp claws nor his thick horns could even touch a corner of his clothes.

They are so close, yet they seem so far away.

Throughout the entire process, Tang Ping did not use any spiritual power; she relied solely on pure martial arts fighting techniques.

Suddenly, an exceptionally large Ao Bie charged over. It seemed to be the leader. The other Ao Bie, under command, stopped attacking Tang Ping and instead raised their heads high. Dense lightning energy began to gather on the two horns on their heads, emitting a "sizzling" sound.

In an instant, blinding beams of electricity surged from their horns, carrying an aura of destruction, and hurtled toward Tang Ping.

"That's a foul. You can't deal with that kind of tactic using martial arts."

Faced with this overwhelming attack of lightning, Tang Ping, who had anticipated it, did not panic. She took a deep breath, circulated her spiritual power, and her body seemed to merge with the surrounding environment, emitting a mysterious fluctuation.

"Primordial Chaos and Limitless Star Shift!"

With a low shout, Tang Ping spun his hands back, creating an invisible vortex force field centered on his body.

Once the concentrated beams of electricity came into contact with the vortex force field, they broke free from Ao Bi's control and were drawn together to form pure lightning energy. Finally, with a wave of Tang Ping's hands, they turned into electric balls and bounced back along the same path.

The Ao Bie had no time to react before being hit by the electric ball. Powerful energy erupted among them, and wherever the lightning flashed, their thick bodies were blasted apart, turning into pieces of flying flesh and blood.

In an instant, blood rained down on the plains, accompanied by a series of painful screams. The once densely packed horde of monsters was reduced to just a few cats and kittens.

The surviving Ao Biao looked terrified and ran away with their tails between their legs.

The four girls were stunned, looking at Tang Ping as if they were seeing a deity.

Tang Ping took a short breath to calm the surging spiritual energy within her body. This was the first time she had used this ultimate move based on Tai Chi, and fortunately, no accidents occurred.

He turned his head and said, "Now I can send you back."

"……Um."

The girls were trembling with fear and dared not speak again.

Tang Ping didn't care and used a return spell to return to the present world along with herself.

When the four girls saw the familiar street scene and smelled the food aromas in the air, they immediately felt a sense of peace, as if they had returned to the world of the living.

"I'm too lazy to say anything more. Just pretend that what happened today never happened and don't tell anyone else."

Tang Ping left a warning and then left gracefully.

As for whether the four people listened or not, he couldn't care less. In any case, ordinary people would forget memories related to psychic energy, no matter how unforgettable they were, they would forget them in a couple of days.

Yu Shujiang opened her mouth, but ultimately did not speak.

……

After the fight, Tang Ping was starving. She found a local restaurant and had a delicious meal before returning to school to find her father.

Upon arriving at the university cafeteria, Tang Ping scanned the area and quickly located her target amidst the dense crowd.

He walked over quickly, about to greet them, when he noticed a mother and daughter sitting opposite his father. He didn't recognize the older woman, but the younger one was none other than Yu Shujiang, whom he had just parted ways with.

Almost at the same moment, Yu Shujiang looked up and met his gaze, her eyes lighting up instantly.

Chapter 166 They've Become Siblings Again

For a moment, Tang Ping felt an urge to turn around and leave, as if a voice was reminding him, "This is a crossroads of fate, please make your choice carefully," and he couldn't help but stop in his tracks.

But then he thought, he had no reason to run away. Although they had just met again, and the older woman next to her looked like his father’s college classmate, it was all just a coincidence. They weren’t wolves or tigers, so what was there to be afraid of?

Dispelling her inexplicable worry, Tang Ping stepped forward and greeted him, "Dad, are you still eating?"

"Hmm, you've already eaten?"

"Ate."

Tang Zheng introduced them to each other: "This is my son, Tang Ping. This is Aunt Yu and her daughter. Aunt Yu and I were college classmates and are also very good friends."

Aunt Yu, however, didn't give her any face, and said with a half-smile, "Very good friends, but haven't been in touch for more than ten years?"

Tang Ping keenly caught a hint of resentment in the other person's words and couldn't help but cast a teasing glance at her father: So you've come to see your old flame?

Tang Zheng looked embarrassed, coughed, and tried to explain, "The friendship between gentlemen is as light as water. The value of a relationship lies in mutual understanding, not in the length of time it has lasted."

Aunt Yu gave a soft hum. After all, it had been too long, and with the child in front of her, she didn't dwell on it. She turned around and looked Tang Ping up and down, smiling as she said, "You really are a handsome man. Your eyebrows and eyes are very much like your mother's, and your appearance and temperament are like your father's."

Tang Ping asked curiously, "Does Auntie know my mom?"

Upon hearing this, Aunt Yu looked at Tang Zheng with a puzzled expression: "Didn't you tell your son that your wife was also your college classmate?"

"Xiaoshuang passed away too young. When Tang Ping was young, I felt that he wouldn't remember even if I told him. When he got older, bringing up the past would only add to his sadness. People always have to look forward."

"You've really let it go," Aunt Yu snorted in dissatisfaction, then said to Tang Ping, "Your father seems kind-hearted, but he's actually a ruthless and heartless person. Don't be like him."

If someone can confidently criticize their parents in front of their child, they are either naive or have an exceptionally close relationship with their child.

Tang Ping carefully observed Aunt Yu. The woman was dressed like an elite, wearing a fitted black business suit. The suit skirt hugged her slender figure, and her waistline was like a sheathed blade, both sharp and elegant. At the collar of her jacket, there was a simple yet luxurious gemstone brooch.

Around forty years old, time has not diminished her radiance; instead, it has refined her beauty. Fine lines at the corners of her eyes make her phoenix eyes appear even more profound, and when her red lips are slightly pursed, they reveal a hint of stern authority.