Holding the space chat group, the cannon fodder female supporting role ascended

Chapter 834 Merit and Virtue Bestowed
Master Ruohuai put his hands together in prayer and said:
"Amitabha! Young friend Ranxi is perfectly fine. Just as everyone was examining the Soul-Gathering Mirror, the light of her merits grew even stronger. If she refines these merits, she can instantly become a Buddha and ascend to the Immortal Realm!"

The moment Master Ruohuai finished speaking, the other four showed a look of surprise. Zanglou even gripped his cane tightly, then loosened it after a moment, as if he had made some kind of decision.

Xiong Wei then burst into laughter and said:

"In that case, we must bring our little friend Ranxi with us on this mission to retrieve the immortal bones. She has accumulated merit and might be able to lend us a hand."

Hua Yi Zhenzun's eyes flickered, and he nodded in agreement, agreeing with Xiong Wei's suggestion.

Dai Tong naturally wouldn't object. In her heart, she agreed with Ran Xi's bold suggestion. Compared to the survival of the entire Spirit Realm, there were some shortcuts they really had to take. Moreover, by refining these immortal bones, they might be able to find the truth about the ancient war between good and evil.

Of course, she didn't say these words to the other four. Although they were all stationed on the ancient battlefield, they all had their own selfish motives. Ranxi and the others' arrival not only prevented the evil god's soul from continuing to grow stronger, but also provided them with a "creating immortals" plan. Although it sounded a bit unbelievable at first, upon closer inspection, it was a way to solve the predicament of the spirit world.

Master Ruohuai was telling the truth. From the moment the Soul-Gathering Mirror fell into the hands of the first person, the golden light of merit on Ranxi's body began to increase. He thought it was because Ranxi's frankness had avoided suspicion and vigilance between the five domains, which was why she gained merit. After all, if the Spirit Realm fell into internal strife, the evil cultivators would definitely be the most pleased.

However, Master Ruohuai's prediction was inaccurate this time, because the merit Yunxi gained was not because she revealed the whereabouts of the evil god's soul and dispelled some people's ulterior motives, but because of the soul-gathering mirror she sent to the "god" through the space chat group.

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As the Holy Lord Jian lay on her side by the rushing River of Origin, she took a rare moment to browse through the messages she had received. In a chat group that she rarely logged into, she saw a message from a little kid, especially the message that read, "I earnestly request that you, senior, separate the soul of the Flower Goddess from the soul of the Evil God. As long as the soul of the Flower Goddess can be preserved, I am willing to pay any price." This really pleased her.

The Holy Master Jian raised her hand and made a calculation for a moment, then a satisfied smile appeared on her lips. The Soul-Gathering Mirror immediately floated in front of her. She simply moved her finger, and the seal on the Soul-Gathering Mirror disappeared. The next moment, a ball of light mixed with black and white flew out.

The ball of light stopped an arm's length away from the Holy Lord and could no longer move, as if it were controlled by an invisible force.

The ball of light seemed to want to break free from being controlled, and it kept trembling. However, Lord Jian simply raised his eyes and glanced at it, and the ball of light froze, remaining motionless.

"You chose this path yourself, so accept the consequences. Since you've lost, don't struggle anymore."

After speaking, he flicked his finger, and the black and white mixed light quickly separated. The black light sensed something was wrong and stopped trying to approach Lord Jian. Instead, it fled towards the rushing River of Origin. But the next moment, the black light exploded on the spot and completely dissipated into the starry sky.

Only then did the Holy Lord Jian smile with satisfaction. He moved his finger and sent the slightly smaller white ball of light into the River of Origin:
"Go! Little Flower, keep your eyes open this time. Don't let love blind you. Your friend has given everything for you. I, the Holy Lord, have always liked to help others achieve their dreams."

The white ball of light disappeared completely a moment after falling into the River of Origin.

At the same time, the Divine Palace in the Flower Valley of the Divine Realm was trembling slightly, foreshadowing the arrival of a new master.

Inside the Jiushao Palace, a servant respectfully reported the situation of the Huajian Divine Palace to the man at the head of the table.

A hint of resentment flashed across the man's handsome face as he said, "You said there's movement at the Flower Valley Divine Palace, does that mean Hua Jian has already been reincarnated and started cultivating again?"

"I don't know, I'm afraid I should ask the Heavenly Mandate God."

The man said with a cold face:

"Hmph! That old geezer won't tell me anything."

"I'll go and investigate further."

The man waved his hand and said:
"Go ahead!"

After the waiter left, Jiu Shao narrowed his eyes. He thought that Hua Jian's reincarnation might be good news.

This woman used her divine power to suppress the evil god's soul. Now that she has reincarnated, it means that the evil god's soul is free. Perhaps the evil god's soul has also gone to the spare body. This is good news for him. He wants to go and see for himself. Then his figure disappeared from Jiu Shao Palace.

The Spirit Realm, Demon Domain, Heavenly Demon Palace, Xuanyuan Peak

Liao Ziqian, now a young boy, is wielding his sword. Each strike combines power and beauty, yet is also precise and cunning. He practices this sword technique a hundred times every day. Although the moves are simple, he has already mastered them and feels something is missing if he doesn't practice them.

Since his master accepted the mission to provide support in the Ghost Realm, he has not left Xuanyuan Peak. The outer disciples who deliberately led him away from the cave have been captured. It is said that they did this for cultivation resources. Although no serious consequences were caused, they were expelled from the sect for destroying their spiritual roots and erasing their memories due to their evil intentions.

This made Liao Ziqian realize even more the importance of having a good master, because he couldn't guarantee that if he were in the position of those two outer disciples, he wouldn't make the same choice—abandoning his principles in order to earn cultivation resources.

Because his master once said that once you give up your bottom line, you will never be able to keep it again, he cultivated very hard. Besides the sword hanging over his head, he also didn't want to let down the people who trusted and protected him, whether it was his master, the sect, or even that Venerable Ranxi. He didn't want to disappoint them.

With this unwavering belief in his heart, Liao Ziqian remained undisturbed by external influences, steadily cultivating step by step. Just as he unleashed his final sword strike of the day, the sharp sword energy finally left a deep mark on the whetstone. He felt a lightness in his body, as if some kind of shackle had automatically shattered. Immediately afterward, the pure demonic energy within the cave began to actively penetrate his body. He was about to advance in rank.

Liao Ziqian calmly sheathed his sword, sat down on the ground, and began to circulate his cultivation technique to absorb and refine the pure demonic energy that surged into him.

Ancient Battlefield Spirit Realm Base
Yunxi was meditating in her single tent when a sudden jolt made her open her eyes instantly. Almost instinctively, she released her divine sense, scanned the area, and then withdrew it. However, the feeling of being watched did not disappear, making her feel uneasy.

This was the first time she had encountered something like this. Although she didn't sense any danger, she had a bad feeling. She then entered the space with her divine sense. Everything in the space was normal, except for the call icon in the chat group flashing. She immediately realized what was going on and flashed into the space.

Upon opening the chat group, I saw a reply from "the deity":

"As you wish, remember your promise."