Sword Sect Little Demon Child, Three and a Half Years Old and Extremely Fierce

I sat down instantly.

Open your entire spiritual sea directly, without dodging or avoiding!

While frantically absorbing the immortal energy overflowing from the seabed, they also looked up to welcome the remaining world-destroying lightning tribulation!

Immortal energy surged into his body, causing his physical strength to increase several times over!

With each bolt of lightning, the physical body directly receives it, and the meridians are directly tempered!

Heavenly lightning tempers the body, immortal essence nourishes the spirit!

One destroyed, one repaired; one broken, one made whole!

Everyone who saw it was deeply shaken.

Little Black stared in disbelief: "In my ten thousand years of life, this is the first time I've ever seen someone drink milk while undergoing tribulation!"

From a distance, Su Ning called out, "Junior Sister, are you undergoing tribulation or soaking in a hot spring?"

I took a moment to reply: "Let's go to the hot springs!"

Yan Chuan: "Soaking in a hot spring comes with the risk of being struck by lightning?"

Me: "A lightning-themed hot spring!"

Murong Zhuo: "...Junior Sister, can you be serious for once?"

Me: "I learned it from my fourth senior brother!"

Gu Chenguang silently made a note below:

—Junior Sister's method of transcending tribulation: Absorbing immortal energy while enduring lightning.

—Note: Do not imitate this, you will die!

—Note: If anyone insists on imitating this, please make sure you have enough resources first, then develop a Chaos Spiritual Root, and then find an underwater array that can produce Immortal Source. All three are indispensable.

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And so, relying on the extreme experience of destroying and repairing, they steadily made it all the way to the thirty-fourth level!

My aura is becoming more and more vast and steady, and my foundation in the Divine Transformation stage is becoming more and more perfect!

With each strike, my aura surged by one point.

With each breath of immortal essence I inhale, my foundation becomes one inch stronger.

His physical body was charred black by lightning, but was repaired by immortal energy.

His divine sense was shaken by the lightning strike, but was soothed by the immortal source.

The nascent soul was struck by lightning and shook, but was then solidified by the immortal energy.

Everyone in the audience had gone from shock to numbness.

Su Ning murmured, "She's still inhaling."

Yan Chuan nodded: "She's still holding on."

Murong Zhuo replied, "She's still growing."

Gu Chenguang wrote furiously: "I'm still writing."

Xiao Hei complained, "Can you guys stop with the parallelism? How come you're even more talkative than me? My ears are about to fall off."

—Before the thirty-fifth lightning pillar descended~

Suddenly~~

The immortal energy instantly stopped flowing!

The entire sea area has been completely cut off from the endless source of the underwater wonders!

Not a trace left! Vanished in a second!

The entire room fell silent. Everyone was stunned.

Wei Cangxuan was the first to react, looking up at the tribulation clouds in the sky: "Something's wrong! The source of immortality has been cut off!"

My mother's face changed drastically: "Their people have realized what's happening!"

At the same time, the thirty-fifth bolt of heavenly lightning struck.

The thunder carried with it that familiar, decaying smell.

I've smelled that scent before—during the Nascent Soul Tribulation, on the Arctic ice plains, and on Shangguan Haitang's black needles.

The celestial lackeys have returned, taking advantage of the interruption of the immortal source and my lack of support to launch a sneak attack.

In an instant!

Wei Cangxuan shouted, "Protect Xiao Pin'er!"

Everyone abandoned the barrier and flew up, swords and magical artifacts in hand.

Five senior brothers and one older brother were standing above me at the same time.

Other direct disciples also stood on it.

Then came Xie Huanhuan and the eleven elders of the Array Sect.

Layer upon layer of barriers opened up above my head, densely packed and overlapping, like a giant umbrella.

The moment the lightning struck, everyone attacked simultaneously!

Spiritual power, demonic energy, sword energy, Buddhist light, talismans, array patterns... all converged into a pillar of light to meet the purplish-black lightning pillar.

The moment the lightning struck the barrier, the entire sky turned white.

boom---!!!

The aftershocks shattered the four protective barriers in the east, west, south, and north, causing all the rocks along the coastline to explode and all the trees to fall!

With no one to protect it, the sea surged with towering waves! The waves were as high as small mountains, crashing towards the shore.

Fortunately, everyone had evacuated, and there wasn't a trace of them within sixty miles; even the ants had moved their nests in advance.

Everyone should share the burden of this lightning that is killing the chaotic spiritual root!

The power was unimaginable; three layers of the barrier shattered, five magical artifacts exploded, and everyone coughed up blood at the same time.

However, the five sect leaders were the most seriously injured.

Because they were at the very top, not only to protect me, but also to protect the prodigies of their respective sects.

Beneath Mother's giant talisman barrier were Situ Che and his two companions.

Bai Jingxin's water wall barrier protected Feng Shouchi and the other two.

Ji Yanci protected Xue Mei and the others.

The abbot protected the young monk.

Wei Cangxuan protected everyone in the Heavenly Sword Sect.

They took the brunt of the strongest wave of lightning upon themselves, each of them barely holding on.

I was protected below by layers of people, watching as those above me stood in layers above me, their bodies covered in wounds, blood trickling from their mouths, their eyes slowly reddening.

"you……"

Bai Jingxin glanced down at me, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and smiled calmly: "Don't cry. You are the future of the cultivation world; you have to live. We old bones can be pieced back together even if we're broken. But if you're broken, you can't be put back together."

Ji Yanci nodded in agreement: "Jingxin is right. It doesn't matter if one of us dies, but if you die, everyone's efforts will be in vain. You can calculate that yourself."

The Zen abbot, his hands clasped together, blood still trickling from the corner of his mouth, spoke calmly: "Amitabha. Benefactor, you owe this old monk a jade bowl; remember to return it."

I:"…………"

Tears can disappear in an instant.

Xie Huanhuan, barely holding on, bowed her head and shouted, "And there's my Guardian of Heaven and Protection Formation!!"

“…………”

My mother didn't say anything, but just looked down at me gently. That look contained everything, but the most prominent message was: "Mother is here."

Wei Cangxuan didn't say anything, but he stood at the top, half of his robes scorched by lightning, his back straight like a flag.

Just then, an ancient hum came from the sky.

They are from the heavens!

They are hiding in the weakest point of the barrier between the two worlds, watching us.

An old, arrogant voice drifted down from the depths of the sky:

"You lowly ants from the lower realm dare to steal immortal essence? That thing is not something you are worthy of touching! Obediently accept your death, and I will leave you with a whole corpse."

Wei Cangxuan was about to curse when I had already spoken.

I stood up, looked up and pointed in the direction the sound came from, and cursed back:

"You're worthy! You're worthy! You're the most worthy! Do you even deserve the keys? How many? You think you're so high and mighty looking down at yourself? Do you believe I'll go up there, drag you down, and make you wash in the River of Oblivion for three days? You celestial beings have been stealing from the mortal realm for tens of thousands of years without even blushing. Your skin is thick enough to be used as a city wall! And you dare to accuse others of stealing? What you did was robbery! What we did was take it back! Take back what's rightfully ours! You wait, when I, this princess, go up there, I'll drag you down one by one and let you taste what it's like to be drained dry!"

The entire room fell silent...

My mother looked at me with a complicated expression.

Her mouth was slightly open, as if she wanted to say something, but couldn't.

She probably never imagined I would swear like that, so fluently, so smoothly, and so uniquely.

Little Black, standing nearby, wagged its tail excitedly: "Well said! Say another one! I'll clap my claws for you!"

Su Ning muttered to himself, "Junior Sister's cursing skills are even better than the Sect Master's."

Yan Chuan nodded: "Indeed, I felt relieved just hearing that. It was even more satisfying than my cooking skills."

Murong Zhuo added, "I need to learn a couple of lines to curse people on the forum, to curse those who say I have no taste in clothing."

Gu Chenguang silently noted: "Junior Sister's thirteen insults against the Heavenly Realm today? Never mind, I'll record the whole thing in the sect's record book."

My mother finally spoke, her voice very soft: "Pin'er, who taught you that?"

Me: "...Self-taught!"

My mother said, "Go back and copy the 'Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance Rules of Conduct in Public Places' one hundred times."

Me: "Mother! I was cursing the Heavenly Realm!"

My mother: "Well said. But you still have to copy."

Me: "...Okay."

The people above were silenced by the insults; probably no one had ever dared to speak to them like that before.

After a long while, the voice rang out again, its tone filled with anger and embarrassment: "Sharp tongue and sharp tongue! This final lightning tribulation will reduce you all to ashes!"

Wei Cangxuan's expression changed: "They still want to throw their trash in the final lightning tribulation!"

Everyone immediately became alert, struggling to gather their spiritual power in preparation for taking the final blow head-on.

The final lightning tribulation took quite a while to prepare.

The clouds churned and swirled, the sky darkening and brightening repeatedly, as if preparing for something extremely terrifying.

Finally, the clouds parted, and the bolts of lightning began to fall.

Just as the lightning pillar was about to strike, the Hunyuan Sword in my hand trembled.

An aura of world-destroying power flew out of the sword and condensed into a human figure in mid-air.

A long black robe, tall and imposing, white hair flying, a king ruling the world, his demonic power unparalleled.

Behind it were a pair of enormous demonic wings that blotted out the sky and almost shrouded the entire sea in shadow.

He stood in mid-air, glanced down at me, and smirked.

"Don't be afraid, my dear, Daddy's here!"

I was stunned.

This is a wisp of my father's consciousness left in the Hunyuan Sword.

It wasn't its true form, but its aura was even more terrifying than the real thing, and the pressure it emitted made the entire sea surface shrink by three feet.

He raised his hand and caught the thirty-sixth and final killing lightning bolt that fell from the sky with his bare hands!

A purplish-black lightning bolt exploded in his palm, and electricity surged through his entire body, but he remained motionless, not even flinching.

With a clench of his fingers, he directly crushed the lightning pillar into a ball of lightning, held it in his hand, and sneered: "Is that all? My daughter is undergoing tribulation, and you dare to interfere?"

Then he flapped his wings and soared into the sky, throwing the ball of lightning towards the weakest point in the barrier between the two worlds.

boom--!!!

The lightning ball struck the crack in the barrier and exploded with a deafening roar. A crack appeared in the sky, and behind it, several panicked faces could be vaguely seen.

The crack was quickly shut off by the other side, as if they were afraid something would chase after them.

It's unclear whether anyone was injured in the explosion, but they were certainly terrified.

Father's consciousness turned around and glanced at us. His gaze lingered on Mother for a moment, then on my brother, then on me, before a smile appeared on his lips.

He opened his mouth and silently uttered a sentence.

I understand.

He meant: Don't forget the soup dumplings.

Finally, his figure transformed into a cloud of black mist and dissipated in the wind.

I looked down at the sword; the blade still carried a trace of warmth.

Immediately afterwards~

The thirty-seventh bolt of lightning descended from the sky!

The lightning bolt was white, warm and smooth, like sunlight condensed into a pillar falling from the sky.

It is a healing lightning technique exclusive to Chaos Spiritual Roots.

Everyone was bathed in white light, their wounds healing inch by inch, their meridians being cleansed by the white light, even more nourishing than the body tempering of immortal essence.

Beneath Wei Cangxuan's charred robes, his skin began to heal.

My mother's tiger's mouth, which had been cracked by the shock, closed up again.

Bai Jingxin's shattered meridians were reconnected.

The blood at the corner of Ji Yanci's mouth was wiped away by the white light.

The abbot's aura shone even brighter, and even the prayer beads around his neck seemed to glow more.

Bathed in white light, everyone remained silent for a long time.

I stood in mid-air, holding the Hunyuan Sword in my hand, my body surrounded by a vast expanse of spiritual energy.

His foundation in the Nascent Soul stage was perfected, his nascent soul was solid and substantial, and the luster of his chaotic spiritual root was several times brighter than before.

Xiao Hei looked around, then at me, breaking the silence: "Congratulations. You're not dead."

I nodded: "Yes, alive."

Xiao Hei: "That's good. Can we go have a seafood feast now?"

I laughed and said, "Okay!"

Although the coastline of the mortal realm collapsed, everyone was unharmed.

It's good that everyone is safe. We'll go back to the coastline and find the Emperor of Great Yan to rebuild it.

He was the emperor; he had the money to rebuild.

On the distant mountaintop, Gu Zhining finally lowered her hand that had been holding the telescope.

She turned to look at Gu Zhaoye, her eyes red-rimmed, but a smile played on her lips: "She succeeded."

Gu Zhaoye nodded, his voice slightly hoarse: "It's done."

Uncle Zhong had also appeared at the back at some point. He silently took out a handkerchief and wiped the corner of his eye, then put it back, pretending that nothing had happened.