Douluo Continent: Starting from Killing Arou with a Single Sword.

In the following time, Liu Che took the lead, and Ning Mumu finished them off. The two of them used very little effort to kill all the ferocious beasts that came to challenge them from the Fallen God Valley.

Finally, after they had plundered the hundredth ferocious beast, the mysterious voice appeared.

"Congratulations to those who have cleared the game! Fallen God Valley is now complete!"

Upon hearing the news, Ning Mumu was still somewhat reluctant to leave—she still had a storage ring that wasn't full. But Ning Mumu also knew that too much of a good thing could be bad, so after a slight regret, she left the seclusion with a pile of treasures and Liu Che.

I wonder what the next level will be? Or is this the final level?

Before Ning Mumu could think further, she opened her eyes again and found herself in another place.

Before me lay a vast, shimmering lake, its water milky white, like milk.

Ning Mumu became excited immediately. The spiritual energy in this lake was far too abundant! To make a comparison, it was ten times that of a sect on a normal day, and seven or eight times more than that of an ordinary small secret realm. It was one of the places with the most abundant spiritual energy that Ning Mumu had ever seen.

"Welcome to the third level—Spirit Lake."

"Requirements for passing this level: Please enter the Spirit Lake to temper your body. The longer you stay, the richer the rewards will be. You may not use any external forces during the process."

"Body refinement?" Ning Mumu couldn't help but smile. Putting everything else aside, she was among the top three in her sect's body refinement field in the cultivation world. Her senior brother, who was also a master of body refinement, had taken her under his wing, and the two of them had endured countless pressures.

Ning Mumu's body in Douluo Continent wasn't strong enough, and she originally wanted to refine her body again. It was just like a pillow appearing when she was sleepy.

*

"Demon Slayer Cataclysm—"

"Bang bang—" The sound of weapons clashing grew louder and louder, and the powerful sound waves destroyed the surrounding trees and smashed several large holes in the ground.

Ning Rongrong's soul power was exhausted, and her companions around her were also weak. In fact, Ning Luoluo was still unconscious.

Seeing this, Ning Rongrong quickly took out a Rejuvenation Pill, but she was discovered before she could swallow it.

"What is this?" The man in black snatched the Rejuvenation Pill and asked Ning Rongrong with great interest.

Seeing that the girl ignored him, the man in black narrowed his already small eyes into slits, and his voice became even gentler, "Little sister, aren't you really going to tell me?"

Ning Rongrong kept her head down and didn't notice the sinister look in the man's eyes.

"Snap—"

Ning Rongrong fell to the ground with a thud. The man in black slapped her hard across the face, then grabbed her chin and sneered, "You worthless wretch!"

Ning Mumu was unaware of all this; she was in so much pain in the Spirit Lake that she couldn't breathe.

"ah--"

Ning Mumu couldn't help but cry out, "Damn it, this is the first time I've ever felt this much pain." She felt like every cell in her body was being torn apart and reformed; even the tips of her hair were in agony.

If there were a third-person perspective, then from the viewer's point of view, Ning Mumu's blood had already stained a section of the spirit lake red. Her skin was undergoing a transformation, merging with the lake water and growing back.

Ning Mumu's teeth were practically shattered. Perhaps sensing its master's pain, the Seven Kill Sword emerged on its own.

Seeing the Seven Kill Sword sink into the water, Ning Mumu rolled her eyes and blurted out before she could think, "Why did you go into the water?!"

The body-refining power of this lake water even frightened Ning Mumu, a madman. The lake water contained many elements: scorching flames, frigid ice and snow, and powerful spiritual energy impacts. This intensity was like an elephant stepping on an ant's back, while the ant carried the elephant for a kilometer.

As time went on, Ning Mumu's eyes turned red, and the Seven Kill Sword gradually surfaced.

Well, that longsword has been reduced to a pile of iron pieces, shattered into countless fragments.

"It shattered as soon as it came off the ground," Ning Mumu remarked. "Can it repair itself?"

After saying that, Ning Mumu's brain was flooded with blood. She felt as if her blood vessels had exploded, and her brain was filled with blood instead of water.

This was the first time Ning Mumu had experienced such painful body tempering. The more she felt the pain, the more courageous she became. Gradually, after adapting to the pain, Ning Mumu actively began absorbing the spiritual energy from the lake. After all, body tempering was also a form of cultivation; not only did she gain something, but the spiritual energy here was also free.

Once Ning Mumu understood, she absorbed the knowledge even more vigorously, and she even felt that the bottleneck in the Mahayana stage was loosening.

At the same time, the fragments of the Seven Kill Sword also began to actively absorb spiritual energy. This shocked Ning Mumu greatly. Although the Seven Kill Sword did not have a spirit ring, it was still a martial spirit in essence. It could easily absorb the spiritual energy of the cultivation world. Could it be because of me? Ning Mumu wondered.

Time passed slowly, and Ning Mumu had grown accustomed to the pain here. She now circulated her spiritual energy without changing her expression, feeling completely at ease both physically and mentally.

Of course, she didn't know how much time had passed; she only knew that she had broken through the Mahayana stage and successfully entered the Tribulation Transcending stage.

"That's quite surprising. There's no heavenly lightning. Does that mean the heavenly lightning of the cultivation world can't strike the Douluo Continent?"

In a way, Ning Mumu guessed correctly. The cultivation world is of a higher level, and the destructive range of heavenly lightning is beyond what the Douluo Continent can withstand.

"Congratulations on passing the test! You have gained the approval of the Spirit Lake!" The mysterious voice was more excited than usual, and even a little respectful.

A flawless version after careful inspection!

Ning Mumu emerged from the spirit lake, and she had changed. Her skin and flesh had been tempered and regenerated; her skin was now a hazy white, her black hair cascaded down, and her icy blue pupils were even brighter, making her look mysterious and noble.

"Approval? What does that mean?"

"The Spirit Lake is willing to serve you as its master. From this moment on, you are the owner of the Spirit Lake."

To her delight, Ning Mumu gazed at the Spirit Lake with great interest. A thought struck her, and she exclaimed, "Collect!"

In an instant, the enormous lake vanished, leaving only a huge basin.

It really works! Ning Mumu only intended to store the Spirit Lake into her sea of ​​consciousness, but she didn't expect it to actually succeed.

Nascent Soul cultivators can later open up their own sea of ​​consciousness to store things connected to them, such as contracted spirit beasts or contracted items.

Now that Liu Che and Linghu have both entered her sea of ​​consciousness, Ning Mumu feels like she's become the richest person in the Douluo Continent. After all, Linghu can continuously generate spiritual energy, essentially acting as a generator. And as its master, Ning Mumu can easily fight and limitlessly increase her cultivation.

"This is so awesome!" Ning Mumu exclaimed, then turned to the mysterious voice and asked, "What's the deal with the Seven Kill Sword?"

"The Spirit Lake can refine all things, and the Seven Kill Sword, like you, is being reborn."

"It seems the Seven Kill Sword is alright." Ning Mumu was relieved. Even though the mysterious voice mentioned the word "rebirth," she didn't want to get involved. This was obviously a big secret, and she would avoid getting involved if possible.

"Wait, Rongrong is in danger!" Sensing that the life-saving artifact she had left for Rongrong was damaged, Ning Mumu's expression changed, and she immediately took out a teleportation talisman and disappeared from the spot.

"Wait, Master!" the mysterious voice shouted, and then a wisp of white mist disappeared from the spot.

*

"Is this your trump card?" The man in black smiled, looking at the lotus mark that had suddenly appeared on Ning Rongrong's forehead, and unleashed another attack. "Let's see how many times it can block me!"

Ning Rongrong closed her eyes. The mark her sister left her could only save her life three times, and this was the second time.

Sister, hurry up and come!

Ning Rongrong: Sister, someone is bullying me!