A Three-and-a-Half-Year-Old Toddler, Soaring Through the Cultivation World

[Mind Reading + Max-Level Cute Kid + Brainless Fun + Light and Humorous + Minor Group Portrait]

Recently, the cultivation world has had a good laugh: the debt-ridden and perpetually unlucky Q...

Chapter 147 Damn Old Deng!

Chapter 147 Damn Old Deng!

Xiaobai felt that he was pushed out of that chaotic space by a gentle force.

The jade token of passing the level was floating in front of her obediently, and next to it was a pair of twin sword spirits that were like a "dog-skin plaster" that she couldn't get rid of.

Huh? Is this the end?

She blinked her big eyes and looked around.

It was still the same underground palace. The water curtain on the platform was still clear, and the faces of the elders and family representatives outside were also clearly visible.

It's just that their expressions are a little strange.

Not shocked, not confused, but looking forward to the show? And even smiling meaningfully?

Xiaobai's heart skipped a beat.

Something is wrong.

Something is very wrong.

She tried to walk towards the exit of the underground palace, but found an invisible barrier blocking her way.

[Little master, don't waste your energy. ]

That clear boy's voice sounded in her mind again, with a hint of gloating.

[The Ancient Sword Tomb will reset time and space every thousand years. Anyone who enters will be trapped in a seven-day cycle unless they pass the final test.]

noob:"……"

She asked how come it went so smoothly?

So the previous multiple-choice questions were just appetizers, and the real test is just beginning?

Also, what's wrong with this sword spirit? Why does it call me "little master" so smoothly?

[Who is your little master? Why are you yelling?] Xiaobai retorted in his heart.

[Aiya, you are destined to be my master, so I'll call you in advance, get used to it.] The twin sword spirits' voices were a bit flattering, [Look, you can't get out now, right? As long as you make a contract with me, I can take you away from this damn place right away.]

【roll. 】

Xiaobai is concise and to the point.

She sat down cross-legged and decided to take a nap.

Even if the sky falls, you have to wait until this goddess wakes up.

However, it is impossible to have a peaceful and stable sleep.

After an unknown amount of time, Xiaobai was awakened by a sharp sound of breaking air.

Countless sharp sword energies appeared out of nowhere and fell towards her like a torrential rain.

Xiaobai woke up instantly, and his small figure dodged nimbly.

These sword energies were not directed at her personally, but indiscriminately attacked all "foreign objects" in this space.

[Tsk tsk, this is the daily cleaning procedure of the sword tomb.] The voice of the twin sword spirits sounded again, [Little master, without my protection, you will have a hard time.]

Xiaobai didn't bother to pay attention to him and continued to dodge.

In the following days, just as the twin sword spirits had said, they fell into a cycle.

When I wake up every day, I am faced with the overwhelming sword energy.

Then there was deathly silence.

Xiaobai went from being flustered at first, to being numb, and then to being irritated.

Which old man designed this hell trial? It's a round-robin battle, right?

After anxiously dodging countless waves of sword attacks, Xiaobai began to observe the broken weapons scattered on the ground around him.

On the fourth day (or rather, a day in the fourth cycle), she accidentally kicked the hilt of a rusty sword.

The ground suddenly shook.

A white skeleton exuding an ancient aura crawled out from the ground, its empty eye sockets staring straight at the sword.

noob:"?"

Can you summon monsters?

She touched the handle of the other broken knife out of curiosity.

Sure enough, another skeleton crawled out.

These bones seemed to have no interest in her and only reacted to the specific remains of the ancient swords.

Xiaobai's heart moved, and he seemed to understand something.

Seventh cycle.

When the sword energy dissipated, Xiaobai no longer took the initiative to touch the hilts. She quietly looked at a skeleton, tremblingly stretched out her bone claws, and grasped an inconspicuous bronze ancient sword stuck in the ground.

The moment Bai Gu grasped the hilt of the sword, there was no earth-shattering sound, no gorgeous light effect.

That skeleton, along with the sword it held, instantly became "quantized"?

Yes, it was that feeling, as if the basic particles that made it up lost all information in an instant, were annihilated directly, and returned to nothingness.

[I see.] Xiaobai thought thoughtfully.

These randomly appearing unknown divine swords, or ancient swords, are the "pressure relief valves" used to balance the evil spirits that have accumulated here for thousands of years and the resentment of the souls who died on the battlefield.

Whoever touches it will "purify" some of the evil spirit from the sword tomb, but the price is their own annihilation.

[Young Master is indeed very smart.] The twin sword spirits took the opportunity to flatter him, [But even if you know this, it's useless. If you don't sign a contract with me, you still can't get out. Will you consider it? I'm super strong!]

[Shut up.] Xiaobai wrinkled his nose in disdain.

Contract? Forget it.

She had already vaguely felt that the real key to breaking the deadlock was not here.

At this moment, the sword energy in the entire space seemed to be controlled by an invisible giant hand and was no longer an indiscriminate attack.

All the sword energy condensed into a torrent, with Xiaobai clearly targeted.

Is this a forced elimination of "unstable factors"?

[Young Master, please agree to me now, or it will be too late.] The twin sword spirits shouted anxiously.

Xiaobai was unusually calm.

She flipped her hand and a broken sword that she had picked up during the previous battle appeared in her palm.

It's the one that can summon bones.

She ignored the surging torrent of sword energy and instead looked up at the top of the underground palace.

There, there is a faint outline of a star-like pattern.

It's you.

Xiaobai gripped the broken sword tightly and slashed towards the star map barrier.

Swish...

Like the sound of cloth tearing.

The star map barrier opened, revealing not the sky, but a... miniature black hole!

It hovered there quietly, emitting a terrifying suction force that swallowed everything.

Most of the sword energy was instantly sucked away by the black hole.

[Is that the core of the sword tomb? ] For the first time, the twin sword spirits' voices were filled with shock.

Xiaobai didn't hesitate. He jumped with his small figure and jumped directly to the critical point of the space-time curvature at the edge of the black hole.

At the moment when she was about to be swallowed, she moved.

There is no order, yet it seems to contain the ultimate truth of heaven and earth.

A sacrificial sword dance.

The broken sword in her hand drew mysterious tracks.

With every flash of sword light, it seemed that a vague shadow of a parallel world shattered and dissipated behind her.

She's chopping up possibilities.

Destroy all parallel worlds that lead to failure one by one.

[Crazy... Crazy...] The twin sword spirits muttered to themselves. They had never seen such a crazy and precise operation.

When the last sword light fell, the possibilities of all parallel worlds collapsed into one point.

The only explanation is that the event horizon of the micro black hole suddenly shrank, and then, like the reverse process of the Big Bang, a dazzling singularity exploded and turned into a pure white hole.

In the white light, a blurry holographic image slowly emerged.

He was a swordsmith dressed in ancient clothes, with an unclear face, but revealing endless wisdom and vicissitudes.

His voice seemed to have traveled through time and space, resounding directly into the depths of Xiaobai's soul:

“The only way to control chaos is to acknowledge your own insignificance.”

"You have passed the ultimate test."

As soon as he finished speaking, the broken sword in Xiaobai's hand began to decompose and reassemble under the vibration of the invisible cosmic strings.

Finally, it turned into a blade of light flowing with starlight and with a restrained edge.

Xiaobai held the sword of rebirth and tilted his head.

“Well, it’s pretty magical.”

[Ahhhh, little master, you are so great, I knew it, I knew you are the most special. ]

The voices of the twin sword spirits suddenly became extremely excited, even with a bit of crazy worship.

[Smart, cool, and strong, isn't this the chosen one I've been waiting for billions of years? I love it.]

It turned into a ball of light that circled around Xiaobai madly, emitting an excitement that was about to explode.

Xiaobai watched it go crazy silently.

Then, he unconsciously took two steps back.

This sword spirit seems to be having trouble with its brain.

Stay away and be safe.