Mortal: I really didn't want to be reborn as Zi Ling!

Wang Ning knew very well that with the Demon Suppression Ceremony just around the corner, it was not a suitable time to establish her foundation.

But now the arrow is on the bowstring, and it must be released.

If the medicinal effects dissipate, she will inevitably lose a lot of energy and spirit, and her next Foundation Establishment will have to wait at least seven or eight years.

Seven or eight years—Wang Ning couldn't wait that long.

Left with no other choice, she could only hurriedly send a message to her parents and then focus on the breakthrough.

Fortunately, she has a solid foundation. As the only son in her family, she has been given all sorts of rare and precious herbs, making her health as robust as could be.

Unexpectedly, Wang Ning did not feel any difficulty during the breakthrough.

The spiritual energy flowed into the meridians as smoothly as a stream flowing through a river.

Her spiritual sense was already extraordinary. Even before she awakened her spiritual root, she pestered her parents to invite martial arts masters from the mortal realm to teach her body tempering and combat techniques.

Later, when her spiritual root manifested, she did not give up and even learned a body-refining technique suitable for women.

So, despite being only twelve years old, her energy and spirit are stronger than those of old cultivators in their twenties or thirties who have spent one or two decades honing their skills in the Qi Refining stage.

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"Honey, do you think Ning'er will succeed in establishing her foundation?"

Wang Heng paced back and forth outside the secret chamber, his boots clattering on the floor. He would occasionally sense the movement within the chamber, then look up at the strange spiritual phenomena in the sky, and sometimes replenish the chamber with spirit stones, his whole demeanor showing signs of anxiety and restlessness.

"You—"

Zhou Yuan sighed, "I didn't see you this nervous when I was forming my core. Ning'er has a solid foundation, and with your and my personal guidance, she has also diligently cultivated the 'Ice Skin Jade Transformation Technique' for body refinement, plus the 'Purple Luo Thousand Illusions Technique' passed down through generations of our Miaoyin Sect, and her powerful divine sense—it's impossible for her to fail at Foundation Establishment!"

She offered various reasons to appease her husband, but deep down, Zhou Yuan was just as uncertain.

There's nothing I can do; my daughter is just too young, only twelve years old.

What was I doing when I was twelve?

It seems like the neighbor's kids are fighting every other day.

Yes, don't let her gentle and refined appearance fool you. She's always busy with her husband and children or the affairs of the Miaoyin Sect. When she was a child, she was known as "Lady Zhou".

She didn't know that much back then!

And what about his own daughter?

He began his attempt to break through to the Foundation Establishment Realm at the age of twelve.

But foundation building is not that easy!

If I had known this would happen, I would have let her relax a month ago and wait until things were settled here before returning to Tianxing City. With the spiritual veins of Tianxing City, rebuilding her foundation would undoubtedly have increased her chances by three points.

But it's too late to say anything now.

Now, the two only hope that Wang Ning will emerge smoothly, even if she fails to establish her foundation.

At the same time, they, who had not originally attached much importance to tomorrow's demon-suppressing ceremony, felt a strange sense of urgency seeing their daughter working so hard.

They began to wonder—was someone really going to make a move tomorrow?

Time passed slowly amidst their worries.

The night deepened, then gradually faded away.

As the first hint of dawn appeared on the horizon, the sun rose, casting golden rays upon Kui Xing Island.

The Demon Suppression Ceremony is about to begin.

The two, who were sent as special envoys to the Demon-Suppressing Platform, hesitated at this moment.

"What if—" Wang Heng paused, "I mean, what if something really happens? Would it be safe for us to leave Ning'er here?"

Wang Heng looked at his Daoist partner, a rare hint of hesitation appearing in his eyes.

Normally, he would never believe that anyone would dare to stroke the tiger's whiskers in the Star Palace.

Especially after more than three hundred years ago, when Ling Xiaofeng, the master of the Star Palace, single-handedly defeated the Six Paths Supreme Saint and made him flee in terror.

"We've already agreed, what else can we do? Although the righteous and demonic paths are constantly making small moves, I really don't believe they'll dare to act openly!"

Zhou Yuan bit her lip, clearly worried about her daughter's safety. But she also knew that if the two of them, as special envoys, failed to appear on the viewing platform as promised, it would definitely cause a great commotion.

When the Star Palace accuses them, the Wonderful Sound Sect will absolutely not be able to bear the consequences!

She was more worried than anyone else, but she began to comfort her husband.

"Sigh, I should have listened to Ning'er..."

Before Wang Heng could finish speaking, he suddenly turned his head sharply to look at the secret room.

At the same time, his divine sense swept across the sky.

Suddenly, spiritual energy from within a radius of several miles began to converge frantically into the secret chamber, at a speed several times faster than before.

The vortex of spiritual energy spun faster and faster, emitting a deep hum, and even the air began to tremble.

An overwhelming aura rose from the secret chamber.

"It's a success!"

Wang Heng's voice trembled with excitement. He hugged his wife tightly, jumping and skipping around, showing no trace of his former self as a Core Formation cultivator, much less that of a sect leader.

"It's a success!"

Zhou Yuan's eyes widened, her face filled with disbelief.

While a twelve-year-old late-stage Qi Refining cultivator is rare, they do exist in the cultivation world.

A Foundation Establishment cultivator at the age of twelve is extremely rare, even in the entire Chaotic Star Sea.

It's not that there aren't more talented children, but rather that children's minds are still developing; they're at an age where they're playful and rebellious, and very few are truly willing to put in the hard work.

In addition, foundation building is not without risks. Generally, the master or parents will only allow their child or disciple to try foundation building after the child's temperament has stabilized.

The key is that to establish a foundation before the age of twelve, one must have considerable support from powerful forces and also possess exceptional talent!

Given all these factors combined, being able to establish a foundation at the age of twelve is extremely rare!

Their Ning'er has a bright future!

As is well known, it is better to lay the foundation sooner rather than later.

When a cultivator is young, their spirit is complete, their energy is abundant, and their primordial yang is intact. If they break through to the Foundation Establishment stage at this time, their future is absolutely limitless.

As people who have been through it all, they know all too well the significance of their daughter's foundation-building at this age.

Wang Ning successfully established his foundation at the age of twelve, which made the two of them overjoyed.

At this moment, they all felt that even if they were scolded by Xinggong for being late, it wouldn't be a big deal!

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"Waaah—"

A desolate horn sounded above the Demon-Suppressing Platform, echoing throughout the entire Kui Xing Island, causing even the air in the arena to tremble.

Zi Ling was led by her parents, one on each side, and flew into the viewing platform on a beam of light.

The viewing platform was set up on a high platform to the north of the Demon-Suppressing Platform. The ground was paved with large white jade steps, and the railings were carved with exquisite patterns. The seats were arranged according to rank, with several grand chairs covered with the fur of demon beasts at the front, and rows of stone benches behind them.

Elder Miao and Elder Gu, who had been waiting there, breathed a long sigh of relief when they saw Wang Heng and Zhou Yuan finally appear.

Especially Elder Gu.

If it weren't for Wang Heng, the special envoy of the Star Palace, who would be the audience for this grand performance?

Without a spectacular performance, how could the Supreme Yin Ancestor possibly bestow upon him the Heaven-Mending Pill?

How then did he attain immortality?

Thinking of this, Elder Gu smiled and quickly went to greet him.

Compared to Elder Gu, Elder Miao was much simpler.

Upon seeing Wang Heng arrive, he immediately stepped forward and launched into a series of grand and eloquent speeches, nothing more than platitudes about "the blessings of the Star Palace," "the righteousness of the human race," and "the threat of the demon race." He spoke with great passion and spittle flying from his mouth.

But the audience only found it noisy; if they hadn't been intimidated by the opponent's strength, they probably would have booed them long ago.

At the same time, Elder Gu also exchanged pleasantries with Wang Heng and Zhou Yuan.

He was extremely polite, but his eyes darted back and forth between the family of three.

This family is the foundation for his promotion!