While Yunze was almost finished receiving the inheritance, Lin Qianqian was still undergoing bloodline purification. Jumang was the god of wood and spring, governing the life of plants. Gods are proud and will not coexist with other bloodlines. Therefore, before the inheritance, Lin Qianqian's body underwent a long period of bloodline purification and evolution.
The golden light on the jade leaves penetrated her body relentlessly, cleansing her skin, muscles, blood vessels, internal organs, and everything inside her body again and again. The immense pain caused her to faint after only a short time, and she later woke up in a warm and comfortable state.
Lin Qianqian blinked and realized she was still enveloped in the jade leaves. She was about to turn her head to look around when the needle-like pain returned, making her wish she could faint again immediately. This cycle repeated itself over and over, with Lin Qianqian repeatedly fainting and waking up until she became numb.
Had she known she would suffer like this, she would never have so rashly accepted the inheritance. In the midst of the pain, she thought of her system: "System, are you there? Do you have any effective painkillers, or could you help block out the pain?" But there was still no response.
This lousy system is completely useless; it just watches its host suffer. She was in so much pain that she began to doubt if she even really had a system. Perhaps that lousy system that only appeared once was just a figment of her imagination?
Sensing Lin Qianqian's strong denial, the system popped up with a "ding," followed by a mechanical voice: "The system truly exists and is bound to the host. Please do not doubt it."
Lin Qianqian rolled her eyes in pain and gritted her teeth, saying, "Since you're here and bound to me, don't just stand by and do nothing. Can't you see your host is dying of pain?"
"Please rest assured, host. It's just receiving an inheritance; you won't lose your life. As you humans on Earth say: 'When Heaven is about to place a great responsibility on a person, it first tests their will, strains their muscles and bones, starves their body, and empties their resources...' Once you receive the inheritance, you will no longer be an ordinary person, and you will be on the path to immortality in no time. Isn't this what you humans desire most?"
"Get lost!" Lin Qianqian didn't want to say another word to this system that only talked nonsense.
In fact, the hardship she endured was not in vain; Lin Qianqian's transformation was taking place imperceptibly. The Jumang bloodline within her was now many times purer, and she was no longer an ordinary human.
After a long time, all the jade leaves that had been attached to her body disappeared, and no new jade leaves were ever attached to her.
At that moment, the pair of blue wings on the inner side of Jumang's body were forcibly ripped from its original body, still stained with blood at the base, and flew behind her. Before Lin Qianqian could figure out what it was going to do, she felt a pain under her shoulder blade, and then something connected her mind to it.
The wings continued to extend forward, completely enveloping her. Lin Qianqian felt a powerful force surge into her body, making her feel as if she were floating on air.
At this moment, the feather-shaped blue crystal on Jumang's forehead flashed, a beam of golden light entered her mind, and a powerful memory inheritance surged into Lin Qianqian's mind.
Immediately afterwards, the divine tree where Jumang had been sleeping began to emit golden light, as if telling all the plant spirits in the world that their new god was being born.
Much later, all the light gathered into a seed that was emerald green with golden veins, which disappeared into Lin Qianqian's brow. Then, golden and green threads emerged, outlining a pattern that resembled both a leaf and a flower on her brow.
When Yunze emerged from the Immortal Tomb and returned to the Heavenly Altar Hall, Lin Qianqian was still receiving the inheritance. Yunze had recovered his power, and his strength had increased by several realms. If he were to leave the Heavenly Altar Hall now, he would be expelled by the rules of the secret realm. He was still able to stand here because of the protection of the Heavenly Altar.
The secret realm is open for three months at a time, and time is running out. Soon all the cultivators who entered will leave, the gate will close, and it won't reopen for another thousand years. He must find his enemy before the secret realm closes.
He wasn't a saint; having gained power, he naturally had to repay kindness and avenge wrongs, otherwise, it would leave a mental demon on his path of cultivation. Besides, it was a grave grudge—the extraction of his golden core and spiritual root—he couldn't swallow his anger without seeking revenge. Therefore, after much deliberation, Yunze decided to first go to Lu Wu to see if there was any way to resolve the situation.
Fortunately, Lu Wu knew what he wanted to do and handed him a token before he could speak. With this token, he wouldn't be excluded from the secret realm's rules after leaving the Temple of Heaven.
He used all his magical power to soar through the clouds in search of his master and fellow disciples. After receiving the inner core and inheritance of the White Ze God, he could not only fly on a sword but also use the flying skills of divine beasts to ride the clouds.
He quickly found the person by a river. If Lin Qianqian were there, she would recognize this as the place where she had encountered the two monsters fighting.
Seeing Yunze descend from the sky, and the expressions of disbelief on his master's and senior brother's faces, truly amused him.
Without uttering a single wasted word, Yunze was the first to unleash his divine sword, "Void Time," a sword he had brought from the Divine Tomb. None of their group were innocent, and Yunze showed no mercy. The difference in cultivation level could not be bridged by numbers.
After a few moves, all his fellow disciples paid the price. Only his master survived, but he was also seriously injured; Yunze had deliberately left him until the end.
Looking at his master, who was crying and begging for mercy, Yunze suddenly felt bored. He had originally intended to also extract his golden core and spiritual root, but now he thought better of it and decided to finish him off with a single sword strike.
Just as Yunze was about to make his move, the secret realm suddenly trembled. Yunze looked up at a certain place where a shimmering glow was visible; the gate to the secret realm was about to close.
In that instant of distraction, his cunning master tore open the teleportation talisman and teleported him out of the secret realm.
Yunze secretly regretted his carelessness. He wanted to chase after them, but then he remembered that Lin Qianqian was still receiving the inheritance and his promise to Lu Wu. After much deliberation, he reluctantly turned back to the Temple of Heaven.
Ten days passed in the blink of an eye. One day, while Yunze was meditating, he heard light footsteps behind him. He stood up and turned around, and saw a very beautiful girl standing there. Yunze recognized her at a glance as Lin Qianqian.
Lin Qianqian looked several years younger, no more than twenty. Her long, dark hair, reaching past her hips, had a bluish tint under the light. Her face seemed the same, but now it looked like she had a beauty filter applied.
Her skin was fair and smooth like jade, her eyes were larger and more expressive, her nose was more defined, her lips were rosy, and a gold and green floral decoration adorned her brow. She was originally a seven-point beauty, but now she possessed a twelve-point allure.
She wore a seven-colored necklace around her neck, with a piece of emerald green jade in the center and three gemstones of different colors on each side. On her left wrist, she wore a blue jade bracelet and a cyan wooden bracelet, and on her right wrist, she wore a time-traveling wristwatch.
She stood there, sometimes tugging at her light green, cross-collared, wide-sleeved, waist-length embroidered dress, sometimes adjusting the light yellow gauze shawl on her arms, seemingly quite unaccustomed to this attire.
Lin Qianqian had no choice. Her sportswear was covered in blood and grime, and since she had grown taller after receiving the inheritance, she could no longer wear her old clothes.
Fortunately, she found several robes in the spatial jade bracelet left by Jumang. She randomly picked one, performed a magic incantation according to her inherited memories, and the robe automatically changed into a suitable size, allowing her to finally change out of her dirty clothes.
The light yellow gauze shawl she wore was called Soft Smoke Silk, and the green wooden sword that had transformed into a bracelet was also a celestial artifact. The seven gemstones on the necklace were either water-repelling beads or wind-stabilizing beads, each priceless. These, along with the blue jade spatial bracelet and the items inside, were all left behind by Jumang, allowing the inheritor to take them out of the Immortal Tomb.
Yunze walked over and said gently, "It looks very nice."
This direct hit made Lin Qianqian blush, and she wanted to shyly lower her head. But her eyes wouldn't allow it; they honestly stared at the stunningly handsome man before her...
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