"Ah Tong, the gate to the mortal realm is about to close. If I return to the Demon Realm, I will not be able to return to the Immortal Path for a short time. Would you be willing to go to the Demon Realm with me?"

"Miss, you can't agree to that," 666 earnestly advised. "If he just coughed at you like he did before and took you away, that's fine. But if he asks for your opinion, you'll have to refuse."

Tong Su replied sincerely with 666: "What a fucking ridiculous task constraint this is."

[Hey girl, don't swear!] 666, feeling a little guilty, encouraged, [Trust me, you're the best!]

hehe.

Tong Su raised her head, looked at Tian Xuanzi seriously, smiled slightly, and shook her head, saying, "Senior brother, my enemy is still here. I want to stay and take revenge on her."

"You don't have spiritual roots now, so it will be very difficult."

“Then it will be difficult.” Her expression was firm, her eyes burning. “In this world, if you do nothing, everything seems difficult. Only by doing something can you have any hope of success. I have lost my spiritual root and cannot cultivate, but I have the Golden Crow Fire. If I can’t be a magic cultivator or a sword cultivator, I can still be a pill cultivator or a weapon cultivator. There is always a way out. Of the three thousand great paths, there are forty-nine heavenly evolutions. There will always be a glimmer of hope.”

She laughed as she spoke, her eyes as clear as the Milky Way, reflecting countless scenes.

Tian Xuanzi only glanced at it, but his heart suddenly fluttered.

"Some things can only be done by your own will. Aren't you afraid of facing opposition and hostility from the world?"

He heard her resolute and determined voice, clear as jade and pure as ice.

"So what if they oppose and are hostile to me? What does that have to do with me?"

Something flashed quickly in Tian Xuanzi's eyes. He raised his hand slightly, stroked the top of her head, and nodded with a smile.

"Alright, I'll wait and see how you do it."

"Lord! If we delay any longer, the gate to the realm will close," several demonic cultivators urged anxiously again. "Now that you've left the Ten Thousand Ghosts Demon Cave, news has reached the Demon Realm that the Twelve Generals are very restless. The Demon Realm urgently needs you to take charge; we really can't wait any longer!"

Tian Xuanzi asked, "I told you to go and fetch A-Tong a long time ago, why are you only coming now?"

The demonic cultivator lowered his head in shame and said, "Your Majesty, we encountered a demonic beast on the road and were entangled and blocked, so we were unable to arrive in time. Please punish us, Your Majesty."

"A demonic beast..."

Tian Xuanzi paused for a moment, his eyes darkening, and said to Tong Su:

“Ah Tong, the Immortal Path is about to fall into chaos. Your spiritual root has been stripped away and your cultivation has been crippled. I am not at ease leaving you in the Immortal Path. Fortunately, when I had just reached the Nascent Soul stage, I swallowed a Golden Crow Fire Spirit and fused it with my spiritual root. Now that you have lost your Heavenly Wood Spiritual Root and awakened the Golden Crow Fire, it is most suitable for you to use my spiritual root.”

Use his spiritual root?

How do I use it?

Before Tongsu could ask a question, Tianxuanzi waved his hand, snatched the little firebird that had rolled far away, put his left arm around Tongsu, and with his right hand, he pointed his fingers like a knife and slashed his own chest fiercely!

laugh--

A deep, bone-revealing wound ran across his chest!

"don't want!"

"Your Excellency!"

"Senior brother, what are you doing? Stop it! Are you crazy?!"

Tong Suhun was terrified and wanted to stop him, but her body was frozen in place by Tian Xuanzi, and she could not move at all. She could only watch helplessly as he dissected her thoracic vertebrae!

Several demonic cultivators, their eyes blazing with fury, roared, "Lord! You can't! The Twelve Generals have long harbored ulterior motives. They've been arranging their troops, waiting for your return, intending to join forces and wage war against you. How can you—"

"Shut up. What I do is none of your business."

Tian Xuanzi shouted impatiently.

His blood was controlled by spiritual power, and not a single drop seeped out of the wound, making the wound appear even more grotesque and terrifying. Yet, he remained calm, as if he felt no pain whatsoever.

His hand swiftly and precisely reached into his chest, tearing off the fiery red and crystalline spiritual root from his pale white thoracic vertebrae!