Chapter 223: Approaching the Divine (End)
As it shattered between the two cities with a thunderous roar, countless specks of light scattered like stars, falling towards the eighteen cities in the sky.
The dazzling divine radiance instantly enveloped everything. Wen Xuanning, unable to close his eyes in time, was blinded by the divine radiance, his vision filled only with an overwhelming white light, seeing nothing else.
Just then, a holy sword, emitting the same divine radiance and carrying distorted rule-power, took advantage of the chaotic light, piercing through the shattered specks of light, and assailed Wen Xuanning head-on!
Wen Xuanning felt an unprecedented sense of crisis; his heart leaped. Although his vision was a vast expanse of white, he still relied on his battle instincts and quickly dodged to the side.
However, the sword came with such ferocity that he couldn't evade it.
Moreover, his body was suddenly enveloped by dozens of eerie green, white, and red lights, rendering him unable to move and causing him to turn to jade. His body also began to tremble uncontrollably with panic.
He knew he should draw his sword, resist, dodge, or even use his God-given skill to directly summon a holy cavalry army.
But he couldn't do any of it.
It should be said that to still be standing and not collapsing after being targeted by so many strange things was already rare in the world.
But, what did that matter?
Being frozen in place meant he had already lost the right to resist.
A sword, plunged fiercely into his chest.
His mouth wouldn't open; he couldn't even roar the name of the perpetrator. He could only die quickly and silently, his eyes flickering with an unyielding light...
Of course, he only died in this illusion; the data forming his body transformed into countless specks of light, returning to this illusory world.
Liu Sheng appeared from the rain of light, the holy sword in her hand still dripping fresh red blood, which, as it dripped, turned into twinkling data points.
She looked up and saw the divine officials in the Sky City, who had assisted her, anxiously watching everything unfold. Seeing that the core enemy was gone, they all breathed a sigh of relief and clapped their hands in cheers.
Watching all this, Liu Sheng's lips curved into a faint smile.
Then, Liu Sheng forcefully plunged the holy sword into the stone bricks adorned with altar patterns.
"Nail Project" Fourth Step: Transformation.
Divine radiance lit up, surging along the holy sword into the Earth Mother's body...
...
Outside the illusion, everyone could only silently watch as Liu Sheng suddenly jumped to the top spot, and all of Wen Xuanning's 1,148,000 Faith Points went to her. Adding her original 1,324, the final Faith Point ranking was:
First Place: xuan thirty-nine, Liu Sheng, 1,149,000
Second Place: Desolate Eighty-Five, Lin Shuying, 109,000
Third Place: Flood Two Hundred and One, Gao Yisheng, 59,000
Fourth Place: Heaven One Hundred and Eighty-Seven, Yu Huan, 14,000
...
During this time, the others had not stopped either, so their Faith Points also increased slightly, but none were as exaggerated as Liu Sheng's.
And at this moment, from beyond the beaded curtain, a roar full of anger rang out.
"Damn it! Liu Sheng! Damn it!"
Followed by the sound of a fist heavily striking a table.
The officials quickly stepped forward to stop him.
However, Wen Xuanning, who was already in the Mingzhen Realm, was not someone these Initial Realm officials could restrain.
Moreover, having fallen directly from heaven to earth and filled with anger, he was now like a mad dog, barking and biting at anyone he saw, completely uncontrollable.
He suddenly had an epiphany, his gaze like lightning as he looked at the "Xuan" column, at the only figure still in slumber.
His hands clenched tightly, his lips pursed.
But before he could make his next move, a tall figure already stood before him, blocking his view of Liu Sheng.
He looked up and saw it was Li Shangshu.
"Be obedient, go back," Li Shangshu said only those four words in a calm tone.
Wen Xuanning snorted coldly.
He had been arrogant since childhood; except for that year... he had never suffered such a setback.
So even at his age, he couldn't tolerate the slightest grievance.
Clearly...
Clearly, he was the Son of Luck!
How could he lose?
How could he possibly lose?
And to such an unknown little girl?
Thinking this made him even angrier.
But Li Shangshu stood in front of him and said again, "Be obedient."
This time, he emphasized the tone.
Blocked by him, the enraged Wen Xuanning finally calmed down a bit and knew that he couldn't act here.
So, he nodded slightly, coldly, then turned and left the examination hall without a word.
As he stood at the doorway, he couldn't help but look back at Liu Sheng again, his gaze complex and unreadable.
After one look, he stepped out, leaving without looking back.
"This, he won't hate that girl now, will he?" Seeing this situation, Yan Xueshi couldn't help but worry a little.
"It's understandable. You painstakingly accumulated Faith Points, only to have them snatched away in an instant. Who could be reconciled?" Li Shangshu had just returned, lifting the beaded curtain and casually responding.
"But aren't all the examinees whose Faith Points were converted like this?" Hanshan Jun was very displeased with Wen Xuanning's recent performance, not expecting that Wen Xuanning, who was said to be able to inherit his Hanshan Jun's title of "Noble Young Master in White," had such a poor Heart-Nature.
Li Shangshu could only smile and say, "He's still young; he came to take the exam before finishing the academy."
The others did not respond, but Mei Yuanzheng softly snorted and said, "It's finally almost over."
...
Inside the Imperial Palace.
A simple, elegant porcelain-white teacup slipped from the Princess's delicate, onion-like fingers, falling to the ground and shattering into countless porcelain pieces, spilling tea everywhere.
The crisp sound broke the silence, echoing in the hall.
Both were startled by the sudden noise and recovered from their shocking turn of events.
The Emperor secretly glanced at his sister, seeing her face pale, her lips tightly pressed, and her eyes flickering with unconcealed anger and disappointment.
"Ahem, although he lost, this is the last day, and his final score won't be too bad," the Emperor tried to comfort her.
The Princess took a deep breath, trying to calm her emotions.
Then she slowly lowered her head, looking at the fragments on the ground, and softly said, "I'm sorry, Imperial Brother, I broke your favorite Shadow Clear Douli Bowl..."
"That's not important," the Emperor said loudly, "Someone!"
So, the attendants who had heard the sound earlier and were waiting outside quickly entered, bowed, and began to clean up the fragments on the ground.
After the attendants withdrew, the Emperor sighed and said to the Princess, "Don't think too much; the child is still young. Experiencing some setbacks now is a good thing for him."
"Just think, did you or I have a smooth journey?" the Emperor said earnestly, "Father Emperor didn't consider me worthy of inheriting the throne, and he passed the throne to the Imperial Brother..."
"But now, look, who is the master of the world now?"
The Emperor flicked his dragon-embroidered robe sleeve, his face full of triumph.
"Yes, Imperial Brother, your aspirations are lofty; you were always a Hidden Dragon," the Princess, having walked with her Imperial Brother all this way, naturally knew the knot in her Imperial Brother's heart.
"Don't worry, I still have many important matters to attend to later, and the only one I can entrust them to is..."
The Princess naturally understood the Emperor's implied meaning, and a glimmer flashed in her eyes.
"This subject understands. Thank you, Imperial Brother."
"You may go back first. The child has also worked hard all day and suffered this setback. Go and accompany him well," the Emperor waved his hand, dismissing her.
The Princess nodded, bowed, thanked him, and then hurried away, quite impatiently.
The Emperor smiled slightly as he watched his sister, his gaze only deepening after the Princess's figure disappeared from sight.
He sat alone in the empty, luxurious palace, looking at the still-operating mirage.
Spiritual light enveloped his face, mottled and indistinct.
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