Chapter 44: Surviving the Tribulation, Obtaining Good Fortune
Xiao Fan was completely unaware of the person who had suddenly appeared; the intense pain that had penetrated his soul had consumed all his senses.
Furthermore, if this person did not wish it, he would not be able to see them even if they were right in front of him.
"Agh!!!"
As the drop of blood entered through his brow, it sank all the way down, as if his flesh, bones, and tendons were completely absent in front of it.
In just over ten seconds, the vibrant drop of blood with a faint pulsation reached Xiao Fan's Dantian. A bright red light shone in all directions, and a vast, ocean-like will surged. The dazzling red light continuously extended, seemingly trying to invade every corner of his body.
Soon, his Dantian, meridians, and even bones seemed to be plated with a thin layer of blood film, which was incredibly eerie.
Only the profound and fragile Dao Foundation floated unstably, its faint light resisting the red glow, preventing it from being permeated.
Above the Dao Foundation, a drop of translucent blood, like red jadeite, quietly hovered, its bright light as dazzling as a fiery wheel.
However, as Xiao Fan was tormented by the intense pain and fell into unconsciousness, the faint light resisting the red glow also dimmed significantly.
The drop of blood suspended above the Dao Foundation seized the opportunity and plummeted down!
Hiss!
Like a red-hot iron plunged into a snowdrift, the faint light was easily broken through. The fiery-wheel-like bright blood drop was merciless, directly 'smashing' onto that Dao Foundation.
Success!
An emotion of joy emanated from the drop of blood. Seizing the Human Clan's Foundation of creation is today!
Crack!
A crisp sound, as if something had shattered.
The joyful emotion paused for a moment, then turned into immense fear and anger!
Only to see a large, hideous crack running through the profound Dao Foundation, as if it could not withstand the heavy pressure and was about to break apart.
How is this possible!
How could the Foundation of creation be so fragile!
Crack, crack!
As the crisp sounds continued, dense, intricate cracks appeared, and the Dao Foundation seemed on the verge of collapsing at any moment.
The red glow became even more dazzling and eerie, filled with annoyance, unwillingness, and various emotions in the Dantian. However, these emotions came to an abrupt halt in the next instant.
It was a gaze.
A gaze that seemed to be woven from Dao and logic descended from an extremely distant, extremely high place, from the unseen depths.
In an instant, the red glow ceased, and the vast, ocean-like will under this gaze was like a candle in the wind, ready to be extinguished at any moment.
Outside.
The figure with ordinary appearance and gentle demeanor retracted his smile, stood up, and bowed solemnly.
"Dao Brother, this is my plan, not an Alien Race snatching the Foundation of our Human Clan's Physical Body."
The voice was ethereal, as if it was transmitted to an unknown place in the unseen depths.
And the will within the drop of blood, under the pressure of that gaze, was on the verge of collapse, as if it could dissipate at any moment.
In the next instant, perhaps because of the words just spoken, that gaze disappeared.
The dying will within the blood drop trembled slightly, wanting to escape from the Dao Foundation that was about to collapse. However, it was already too late.
Boom!
The shattered Dao Foundation released an extremely terrifying impact. If the drop of blood had been at its peak, it could have resisted, but now it could not.
The last trace of will within the blood drop was annihilated almost instantly under the impact of the Dao Foundation's collapse.
Xiao Fan's body also became severely damaged under this destructive impact.
Tendons were broken, bones were fractured, and his internal organs were severely injured.
Although he was not dead yet, he was not far from it.
"The tribulation has passed, there should be good fortune," the figure standing beside Xiao Fan said softly.
Then he pointed a finger, and a mysterious spiritual light entered Xiao Fan's body. The blood film covering his meridians, bones, and Dantian slowly receded, transforming into a vast and pure life force.
His body, which was like a broken sack, began to recover rapidly under the effect of this life force.
Tendons were reconnected, bones were mended, and internal organs were fully restored.
"If not for such an old ghost who died early, this matter might not have succeeded."
With that Dao Brother's protection, who in the Tai Xuan Realm would dare to covet the Human Clan's Foundation of creation? Truly ignorant.
"It's also fortunate that he was ignorant," the gentle figure looked at Xiao Fan. "You have obtained a portion of that Alien Race's heritage, and you should be able to contend with the one favored by that Dao Brother."
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Amidst the misty steam, Zhang Yunlu lay back with her eyes closed, letting the hot water wash over her.
The water flowed over her delicate collarbone and continued downwards.
She took a step forward, lowered her head, and opened her eyes. A faint purple energy flashed and disappeared. Her fair and slender fingers were slightly curled, as if feeling something.
The enemies she encountered in the trial were getting stronger and stronger, which meant she would 'die' quite a few times every night.
However, she was not afraid; in fact, she even greatly enjoyed the feeling of being on the brink of life and death, dancing on the edge of a blade.
Sigh~
She let out a long sigh.
'I've really become abnormal.'
Turning off the hot water, Zhang Yunlu walked barefoot to the side, where there was a full-length mirror.
Taking a towel, she wiped away the mist from the mirror surface. She stood there, expressionless, examining herself in the mirror.
Her face, which had originally had some baby fat, had now shed the last trace of childishness. Her eyes were as clear as a spring, yet carried a hint of coldness.
Her figure was tall and slender, without an ounce of excess flesh. Bright water droplets rested on her fair and delicate skin. Her arms appeared slender but were extremely explosive.
How long did it take her to become like this?
A few days?
When she recalled, the images that flashed in her mind were of fighting with the Sword Cultivator's phantom, and the sense of peace and fulfillment when holding a sword.
She understood that she could never go back to how she was before.
Zhang Yunlu's lips curved slightly: "However, I really prefer myself now."
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"You don't even reply to Senior Sister's messages, but you still send her marshmallows?"
Shenji Express, founded by the Immortal Sect - Shenji Lianbao Pavilion, is one of the most well-known express companies in the Tai Xuan Realm. Its business scope covers the entire Central Continent, and even a part of the Starry Sky Battlefield.
The only one that can compete with it is Jishi Express, founded by the Immortal Sect - Jishi Valley.
Alchemists and artificers, a group of very wealthy... squishy people, Chi Jiuyu commented.
She filled out the form, handed the light and huge box to the staff, and then turned to look at Xu Xing.
"One thing is one thing, I am a very filial Disciple!"
"Heh, I hope Senior Sister thinks so too."
"Oh no! Shishu, can't you let me be happy for a little longer?"
"Alright, I won't say anymore."
Having spent a long time with Senior Sister, this abstract Disciple, Xu Xing felt his mindset had become a little younger.
After sending the express, the two walked out.
"Are you still going to continue tonight?" Xu Xing asked.
"Of course!" Chi Jiuyu replied without hesitation.
That person named Zhang Yunlu 'dies' every night, and she hasn't given up yet.
"I will eventually withstand the first sword... No! I will eventually withstand those three swords!"
"I might not accompany you out again tomorrow."
"I'm not that fragile."
She muttered softly, and after walking for a while, she suddenly tilted her head to look at Xu Xing.
When she came, she had thought that Shishu, having been in seclusion for so long, would be a very rigid, old-fashioned cultivator with a rigid mindset.
But he wasn't.
"Shishu, I'll give you a ride back on my bike, that way it's faster."
"I refuse."
"Why? Wasn't it quite fun last time?"
"That's what you think."
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