Of course, Bai Ranmo also possessed the cheat of a transmigrator.
Perhaps because Bai Ranmo’s resentment was too deep — if he had possessed a few clones back then to argue with those bastards, he wouldn’t have ended up in such a miserable state.
In the end, Bai Ranmo awakened the Infinite Clone Panel.
As the name suggested, as long as there were enough emotion points, the panel could generate infinite clones.
The various attributes of the clones could be adjusted freely, but the higher the attributes and the more balance-breaking the mechanism, the more emotion points were required.
Emotion value referred to the energy produced when various complex emotions in the hearts of all intelligent beings merged with the celestial bodies of the world and the Earth’s magnetic field.
The higher the realm or the better the luck, the more emotion value one could obtain.
However, Bai Ranmo only had the initial 1000 emotion points he was given.
At most, he could create one Spirit Ancestor-level clone.
Instead of creating such a Spirit Ancestor clone, Bai Ranmo had another idea: Could he obtain a wave of emotion points by provoking people with high luck value?
But people with high luck value usually possessed great power.
He couldn’t afford to provoke them… After thinking carefully, Bai Ranmo suddenly thought of someone.
That person was the most “authoritative” Grandmaster on the entire Douluo Continent — Yu Xiaogang.
Moreover, this guy’s mentality was easily provoked.
Mocking him a few times would trigger a full-screen explosion of emotion points.
It was just that the current single acquisition limit for emotion points was only 999.
Otherwise, Bai Ranmo felt that just by mocking Yu Xiaogang, he would already be able to create several Titled Douluo clones.
Bai Ranmo felt that his spiritual power was exhausted, so he stopped running.
Seeing this, Yu Xiaogang let out a long breath of relief in his heart and quickened his escape, but his face was full of humiliation.
This was simply a great humiliation.
He, the son of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan Chief, one of the Golden Iron Triangle, and a master in the field of spirit studies, had been chased and mocked by such a white-ring Spirit Master for an entire month.
The key point was that he couldn’t do anything about it.
Every time killing intent rose in his heart, it would be suppressed by various external factors.
First, his farting Spirit was too ridiculous.
It was really difficult to kill someone with it.
Second, within Nuoding City, randomly killing a Spirit Master would bring him considerable trouble.
… “It’s time to add top-tier talents to the other clones.” Bai Ranmo stroked his chin.
His main consciousness was currently residing in this middle-aged man’s body.
Because the emotion value generated by the main body’s provocation would be slightly higher than that of the clones.
The consciousness on the clones was like copying and pasting his soul onto them.
These soul clones were 100% loyal to the main body and would never betray him.
In addition, he could also seize the right to use other clones’ bodies at any time.
Besides this clone that he used every day to tease Yu Xiaogang, he had four other clones.
Two in Holy Spirit Village, one in Spirit City, and one in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
Except for the one clone in Holy Spirit Village, which was an adult, the other three clones were children.
Seeing that the day of spirit awakening in Holy Spirit Village was approaching, Bai Ranmo had initially not given them innate full soul power because he was too poor at the time.
Now the situation was different!
The points obtained from Yu Xiaogang were already enough to create three geniuses with innate full soul power.
In order to stir up other people’s emotions, he had to plant his own people in various factions.
Whether it was the righteous Shrek group or the evil Spirit Hall group, he needed his clones as high-level members.
Tang San was indeed not a good thing, but Spirit Hall might not be good either.
It wasn’t that Spirit Hall was a bad organization, but in a huge organizational structure, corruption and factional struggles were inevitable.
Especially when Spirit Hall’s Supreme Pontiff was a crazy woman, following Spirit Hall might not necessarily lead to final victory.
However, what kind of Spirits should he bestow upon these three people?
This put Bai Ranmo in a dilemma.
Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect… The first person Bai Ranmo thought of was Sword Douluo.
The Seven Kill Sword was also a top-tier sword Spirit, not necessarily inferior to the Clear Sky Hammer.
Perhaps he should let the clone in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect awaken a sword Spirit.
As for the other two… Designing Spirits individually was too troublesome.
It would be better to reference classic animations from his previous life.
The first person Bai Ranmo thought of was Gojo Satoru, who possessed Six Eyes.
There was also the Ten Shadows Technique from the Zenin family… After making up his mind, Bai Ranmo began assigning Spirits.
First, he arranged for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect a spirit master with a sword Spirit and innate full soul power.
As for the type of sword, Bai Ranmo let the system generate it randomly.
In any case, a top-tier sword Spirit was good enough.
Then there was the Six Eyes and Ten Shadows Technique in Spirit City and the one in Holy Spirit Village.
Looking at the emotion points on the panel, which had originally been close to 27,000 but now only had less than 10,000 left, Bai Ranmo felt a pang of heartache.
Because after a clone was created, if one wanted to add extra talents or soul power, the required emotion points would double.
The emotion value he had painstakingly accumulated from Yu Xiaogang disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Recently, Yu Xiaogang had probably been scared by him and didn’t dare to leave the academy.
Bai Ranmo didn’t even know where Yu Xiaogang lived, so it was difficult to farm emotion points.
Bai Ranmo: “Think of a clever idea…” ….
The next day.
On a small hill near Holy Spirit Village.
A child around six years old with slightly dark skin, ordinary looks, short black hair, and wearing tattered clothes appeared.
He sat cross-legged on a large rock, breathing gently through his nose and mouth.
Purple energy rose and swirled.
He opened his pitch-black eyes, which seemed to contain flowing purple light.
The child opened his mouth, and a stream of white energy gushed out.
The purple light flowing on his body also completely dissipated.
There was no doubt — this was the protagonist of Douluo Dalu, Tang San.
“Still not working… It’s been almost three months.
My Mysterious Heaven Skill is still unable to break through the bottleneck, and my Mysterious Jade Hand can’t improve anymore either.
When I broke through in my previous life, it seems I never encountered such difficulty.
Could it be because the world is different?” Tang San thought doubtfully.
“Mysterious… Mysterious Heaven Skill!” A shocked and hoarse voice rang out.
Tang San was still deep in thought when he suddenly felt his heart tighten.
He abruptly turned his head and saw a white-haired old man walking toward him with a surprised expression.
“Mysterious Heaven Skill… It really is the Mysterious Heaven Skill!” The old man staggered up to Tang San.
Tang San warily took a step back, but his body also assumed a highly aggressive posture.
“Old man, what are you talking about?
I don’t understand!” Tang San asked coldly.
But his heart was already in chaos.
Who exactly was this old man in front of him?
Why did he know the secret arts of the Tang Sect?
Logically speaking, besides himself as a transmigrator, no one else in the Tang Sect of his previous life should have known this technique.
Could it be… Tang San had a guess that even he found hard to believe.
“Kid, stop pretending.
This old man has already seen through it…!” The old man chuckled.
“What you’re using is the Mysterious Heaven Skill.
You must also be a disciple of our Tang Sect’s outer hall.” …