Battle Through the Heavens: Starting with Cao Ying as an apprentice

A tender voice spread out in the twilight: Sword Immortal Douluo, one sword splits the heavens, one sword shakes the world... Those legends that spread across the continent were told by the younger sister, filled with pure longing and yearning.

Zhu Zhuyun listened quietly, but her heart was filled with a cold prayer.

Little sister, you must grow up quickly.

The only one who can pull you out of this quagmire in the future might be that unworldly sword immortal on White Dust Peak.

Become dazzling, dazzling enough for her to see.

Legend has it that the Sword Immortal Douluo of Baichen Peak is the only being on this continent who transcends the rules of all other forces.

—It was also a glimmer of light she glimpsed in the darkness for her sister.

A few days later, the imperial edict arrived at the Zhu family's residence.

Zhu Zhuqing is betrothed to Dai Mubai, the third prince of the Xingluo Empire.

The moment the decree was issued, Zhu Zhuyun began to act.

From that moment on, she personally pushed herself from the position of "older sister" to the front of the "enemy".

Suppression, reprimands, and almost harsh forced training.

She became the darkest cloud in Zhu Zhuqing's world.

"Why..." Countless times, after being severely reprimanded, the young girl's eyes were red, but she stubbornly refused to let the tears fall.

"Sister, you weren't like this before..."

Zhu Zhuyun turned her back, not daring to look into those injured eyes.

His hand trembled violently in his sleeve, but his voice was as cold and hard as iron: "Because only one of us can live in the future, I want to live!"

Hate me.

[I only urge you to run faster, to become stronger quickly.]

Before fate completely locks you down.

Several years later, late one night, a petite, dark figure quietly climbed over the high walls of the Zhu family and disappeared into the vast darkness without looking back.

The direction is due north—that's the direction of the legendary White Dust Peak.

Zhu Zhuyun stood alone on the highest pavilion, the night wind filling her sleeves.

Watching that tiny yet resolute figure disappear completely, she finally loosened her tightly clenched lips and tasted a hint of metallic sweetness.

The cool liquid slid down her cheeks without her even noticing.

[Dai Mubai... that good-for-nothing, actually ran away first.]

[But it's all for the best. Now you can leave Xingluo, leave this cannibalistic cage.]

Sister, you must go to her.

Make sure she sees you.

Before dawn, Zhu Zhuyun and her aunt, Empress Xingluo, used all the secret guards they could control to erase all traces of Zhu Zhuqing's departure.

It was as if the Zhu family had never had such a second young lady, as if she had vanished from the map of the Star Luo Empire.

Seven days later, beside a desolate mountain path on the border of the empire.

A small figure, covered in dirt and with tattered clothes, finally collapsed in the dust, exhausted.

She struggled to get up, but her vision blurred.

A pair of blue high heels stopped in front of her.

The shadows blocked the blinding sunlight, and then a gentle, spring-like female voice rang out:

"Little sister, what's your name?"

Zhu Zhuqing raised her head with difficulty.

In the backlight, a woman dressed simply and with an elegant demeanor is slightly bending down, her eyes filled with no pity, only a quiet warmth.

Beside the woman was a girl a little older than her, with delicate features, who was staring at her with wide, curious eyes.

“I…” His chapped lips moved, his voice hoarse.

"My name is Zhu Zhuqing."

"Hey, hello there!" The girl next to me wasn't shy at all, and she smiled and moved closer.

"My name is Ye Lingling!"

The woman took out the water pouch and gently brought it to her lips.

The cool water soothed her throat, and Zhu Zhuqing felt a little more alive again.

"Thank you..." she said in a hoarse voice.

"Where do you want to go?" the woman asked gently, raising her hand to lightly brush away the bits of grass clinging to her temples.

Zhu Zhuqing took a deep breath and looked at the faint, mountain-like shadow on the distant horizon.

The flame that had never been extinguished since they escaped from the Zhu family finally ignited without reservation at this moment.

She spoke each word clearly and firmly:

"White Dust Peak".

Chapter 304 The Sword Immortal's Trial!

That evening, inside a high-end hotel.

Ye Lingling stood at the door of her mother's room, her fingers lingering on the wooden door for a moment before finally knocking softly.

A gentle voice came from inside the door: "Come in."

Pushing open the door, I saw my mother sitting in a chair by the window, holding a yellowed medical book in her hands.

"Mother, she's already asleep," Ye Lingling said softly, pointing to the next room.

Ye Ruoxi closed the book, her gaze falling on her daughter, a gentle light flashing in her eyes.

"Yes, let her get some rest. She's suffered a lot these past few days."

Ye Lingling walked to her mother's side, hesitated for a moment, and then asked, "Mother, is it true that Sister Zhuqing wants to become Miss Yue'er's disciple?"

“That’s right.” Ye Ruoxi nodded and reached out to tuck a stray strand of hair from her daughter’s forehead behind her ear.

"I've heard about the Zhu family and the royal family's affairs; that child is indeed pitiful. But regarding Miss Yue'er taking on a disciple, we can only introduce her; we can't influence it."

"Then... can we help her?" Ye Lingling's eyes were full of pity.

"She's so young, yet she's been through so much..."

Ye Ruoxi sighed softly, pulled her daughter into her arms, and gently stroked her soft hair with her fingers.

“Lingling, things in this world cannot be changed by sympathy. All we can do is give her a chance.”

"As for whether Miss Yue'er will take her as her apprentice..."

At this point, Ye Ruoxi's voice lowered slightly: "But I don't think there's much hope."

"Why?" Ye Lingling suddenly looked up, her eyes full of confusion.

"Miss is currently at a crucial stage in her attempt to attain godhood and needs to cultivate in peace." Ye Ruoxi looked out the window at the bright moon, her expression complex.

"Moreover, your aunt sent me a message the day before yesterday that your husband has returned."

"Sir?" Ye Lingling blinked, then suddenly realized.

"It's that person..."

“Exactly.” Ye Ruoxi nodded.

“Once the master returns, the young lady will surely stay by his side. Either of these two things is more important than accepting a disciple. Unless this disciple is exceptionally talented, but Zhu Zhuqing…”

She didn't continue, but just shook her head helplessly.

Ye Lingling pursed her lips, a hint of disappointment flashing in her eyes.

Is there really no hope at all?

"There is always hope, though it may be slim," Ye Ruoxi said gently, ruffling her daughter's hair.

"You should go back to sleep too. We'll speed up our journey tomorrow and arrive at Baichen Peak the day after. Then, it'll be up to her own fate."

“…Alright.” Ye Lingling could only nod, and as she turned to leave, her back view carried a heavy feeling.

One day later, at the foot of Baichen Peak.

Just like its name suggests, this mountain is shrouded in a light white mist all year round. Its steep slopes and towering height resemble a jade pillar connecting heaven and earth.

Sunlight filters through the clouds, casting dappled shadows on the bluestone steps.

"Hehe, I'm back!" Ye Lingling stood at the foot of the mountain, excitedly opening her arms and taking a deep breath of the crisp mountain air.

Zhu Zhuqing stood beside her, looking up at the legendary mountain, a complex mix of emotions welling up inside her.

Yesterday, Ye Ruoxi had already told her her identity—the current head of the Ye family, a level 94 support-type titled Douluo, whose martial soul is Starry Begonia and whose title is "Starry Begonia".

Despite his status, he was willing to introduce her to someone.

She didn't know how to repay this kindness.

"Let's go! Zhuqing, I know this place well, I'll take you!" Ye Lingling turned around and gave her a bright smile, then skipped and hopped onto the stone steps of the mountain path and ran up the mountain.

Zhu Zhuqing took a deep breath and followed.

However, the instant her foot touched the first stone step—

An invisible pressure suddenly descended!

The pressure didn't come from the outside, but seemed to surge from deep within her body, pressing heavily on her bones, muscles, and even every inch of her skin.

Zhu Zhuqing paused, her breath catching in her throat, but she gritted her teeth and continued walking upwards.

Ye Ruoxi, who was walking ahead, noticed this scene. A hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, but she didn't say anything. She just quickened her pace to catch up with her daughter.

The mountain path winds its way upwards, and the stone steps have become smooth from the wear and tear of time.

The trees and vegetation on both sides were arranged according to a specific pattern, emitting faint fluctuations of soul power.