Chapter 195 The baby dragon inside the dragon egg hatches...
Chongming coughed up blood, his expression towards Si Yao filled with disbelief.
"How could you be at the Mahayana stage? How could your cultivation have improved so much? Si Yao, did you use some kind of evil cultivation method?"
Si Yao stepped forward and stomped on his chest. "That's all thanks to Daoist Chongming. If you hadn't caused the demons to slaughter the village and brought me back to the Heavenly Sword Sect, how could I have achieved what I have today? Only after I learned the cause and effect did I suddenly realize that my cultivation had increased dramatically."
"Today is your death day." Si Yao raised her sword and thrust it towards Chongming's chest.
Chongming quickly reached out and grabbed Siyao's natal sword, not letting go even though his fingers were cut by the blade.
He looked at Si Yao, still trying to argue, "You can't kill me, Si Yao. I am your master. Do you want to bear the reputation of killing your master?"
"Enough with the nonsense, prepare to die!"
Seeing that persuasion was useless, something suddenly flew out of Chongming's sleeve and exploded in front of Siyao, filling the air with smoke. Siyao took two steps back. Taking advantage of Siyao's momentary lapse in attention, Chongming quickly got up and ran away.
But before he could run two steps, the trees in front of him suddenly moved, surrounding him completely, making it impossible for him to escape.
Si Yao wielded her sword, cleaving through the smoke, and walked towards Chongming.
A hidden arrow flew out from Wen Yin's sleeve behind her, but Si Yao chopped it off with a backhand. Chongming had hidden countless magical treasures on him, and dealing with him was really troublesome.
Using his wood spirit root, he manipulated the trees to bind the two together. He looked at the two people entangled in the vines.
Chongming then discovered that the vines wrapped around him were pulling him down, and the soil beneath his feet had become very soft, causing his feet to sink directly into the mud.
The more he struggled, the tighter the vines around him became, until his lower body sank into the mud.
Then more water came and submerged his mouth and nose. Just when he thought he was about to suffocate, the water suddenly disappeared.
A flame appeared on Si Yao's fingertips.
"Fire spiritual root? How do you have a fire spiritual root? Water and fire are mutually destructive, and water and fire spiritual roots are the most difficult to cultivate. No, it's a five-elemental root, you actually have a five-elemental root."
Chongming stared at Si Yao in horror, his voice trembling, "Impossible, this is absolutely impossible, you are not Si Yao, who are you?"
“Chongming, even now you still don’t know how to repent. Then you can taste the despair of being burned alive.”
Si Yao lit the fire, and Chongming Daojun struggled desperately. The sparks that touched his body suddenly shot up and enveloped his entire body.
The vines binding his body had disappeared sometime ago. Chongming fell to the ground, his legs buried in the soil. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pull his legs out.
His gaze was still fixed on Si Yao with horror. There was no doubt that she had a mutated water elemental root, but now she actually showed signs of five elemental roots.
How did she develop five spiritual roots?
What method was used?
Unfortunately, Si Yao was unaware of his problem; she simply watched as his body was burned by the fire, and he struggled desperately.
Chongming felt as if his cheeks were being burned; it hurt so much, it really hurt.
He let out a painful scream and began to beg for mercy, reaching out his hand towards Si Yao, "Spare me, A Yao, please spare me."
He finally felt afraid.
"Ayao, spare me, please. I saved your life back then, you can't kill me."
"Saved me? If I remembered everything, you would have killed me then and there, Chongming. Go to hell with your lies."
The fire instantly spread to Chongming's entire body. He tried to extinguish the fire with his spiritual power, but the fire only grew larger as it became tainted by the spiritual power.
He could only roll on the ground, trying to extinguish the flames on his body. Just when he felt he was about to be reduced to ashes, a pair of hands reached out and grabbed his hands.
Wen Yin was bound by vines, but she still managed to reach Chongming's side.
"Yinyin, I knew then that only you truly cared for me."
"Yes, only I truly care for you, Master. Give me your soul, and I will definitely avenge you."
"What did you say?" Chongming looked at Wenyin in disbelief.
Seeing the barrier that suddenly appeared around the two, Si Yao raised her hand and swung her sword at them. When the sword energy struck, it was bounced back by an invisible barrier.
Si Yao had seen this barrier on Wen Yin before. She dodged the rebounding barrier by turning to the side and looked at Wen Yin.
Upon hearing Wen Yin's words, Chongming realized something was wrong and tried to break free from her grasp, but it was too late.
He felt his soul cultivation flying towards Wen Yin.
"Wen Yin, what are you doing?"
Wen Yin ignored Chongming and directly absorbed all of his spiritual power; even his soul was absorbed by the bracelet on her wrist.
She felt her body brimming with power. Looking at her hands, Wen Yin exclaimed with joy, "This is the power of a strong person!"
Even though Chongming had lost his soul, he still retained a sliver of reason. Before dying, he didn't forget to threaten Si Yao and Wen Yin, "The Heavenly Sword Sect will not let you go. If you kill me, the Ancestor will definitely come out of seclusion. He is a late-stage Mahayana cultivator, and you are no match for him."
Si Yao looked at him, but did not show the fear that Chongming had hoped for. "What a coincidence, me too. If the old man really can't tell right from wrong, I wouldn't mind sending him to see you."
This was Chongming's unwilling last breath.
Watch out for what's next!
Si Yao swung her sword to block Wen Yin's attack.
The current Wen Yin is completely different from the one just now.
"What exactly are you?"
Si Yao looked at the other party and questioned, "It's more accurate to say that it's a monster possessing Wen Yin than Wen Yin."
Wen Yin stood on the tree, smiling as she looked at Si Yao, "Want to know?"
A long white ribbon flew towards Si Yao, and the ribbon seemed to have a mind of its own, constantly chasing and hitting Si Yao.
Si Yao directly cleaved the white silk with her sword, pointing it at Wen Yin, "You are not Wen Yin at all."
"You're quite clever."
"Who exactly are you?"
Wen Yin twirled a strand of hair from her cheek around her finger and played with it, her tone casual, "I am originally from the Upper Realm, but I have mistakenly entered the mortal world. I see that you have an extraordinary demeanor. If you are willing to help me return to the Upper Realm, I will tell you."
Si Yao looked at the black aura covering "Wen Yin" and said, "If she were truly from the Upper Realm, how could she be covered in miasma? What kind of monster would dare to impersonate someone from the Upper Realm?"
"How dare you, a mere cultivator, speak to me like that!"
Wen Yin's gaze fell on Si Yao. "I think you have a very good body. Would you be willing to offer your body to me?"
"dream!"
"If you won't listen to reason, you'll have to suffer the consequences!"
Si Yao's gaze fell on the bracelet on Wen Yin's wrist. It seemed to be related to that thing. Si Yao completely released her suppressed cultivation and rushed forward with her sword, each strike aimed at the bracelet.
Wen Yin had clearly also realized that Si Yao's cultivation level was far more complex than she had initially perceived.
If that's the case, her gaze toward Si Yao became even more greedy. "What a fine spirit body! I'm determined to have this body of yours."
Si Yao used all her strength to slash at "Wen Yin" with her sword.
The sword energy passed through Wen Yin's body, but her face appeared completely unharmed.
But her slow movements indicated that the sword energy from before must have had some effect.
"Useless, truly useless. A mere mortal, utterly worthless."
"Wen Yin" directly discarded her body, a wisp of black energy emerged from her body, and her body fell directly down; she was already dead.
The moment it landed, the bracelet on its wrist shattered into several pieces, and the white mist rushed towards the black mist.
The black mist condensed into a human shape, and the face changed accordingly. There was Wen Yin's face, Chong Ming's face, and several other people that Si Yao knew.
“I helped her obtain the spiritual root and assisted her in joining the Heavenly Sword Sect, but in the end, she couldn’t even handle this small matter. She’s truly useless.”
Si Yao then realized that Wen Yin's original spiritual root was not her own.
"Enough with the nonsense, I will definitely get rid of you, you monster, today."
Si Yao fought with him for several rounds. Although the opponent was in human form, no matter how she slashed, the black mist would disperse and then gather again.
"You can't kill me. If you're unwilling to offer your body to me, then you can die!"
Chongming used all his strength to throw a mirror-like object at Siyao.
The mirror reflected a blinding light. Si Yao raised her hand to block it. She was a Mahayana cultivator, and ordinary cultivators could not hurt her at all. She swung her sword and knocked the mirror to the ground.
Unexpectedly, after the palm-sized mirror fell to the ground, it burst into light again, directly sucking Si Yao into it.
Are you alright?
After Si Yao landed, she saw the words in front of her.
"It's alright, senior. Do you know what's going on with this mirror?"
I don't know, you should be careful.
This didn't appear in the original text, and the plot had long since deteriorated to an unknown extent. Xiang Bei couldn't predict what would happen after the plot collapsed.
Si Yao nodded, thinking that the person claimed to be from the Upper Realm, so this mirror might be some kind of treasure. She was a Mahayana cultivator after all, and even she couldn't resist it; it truly lived up to its reputation as something from the Upper Realm.
Everything was pitch black. As soon as Si Yao took a step, the surrounding scenery changed, and a wave of heat hit her in the face.
In that instant, Si Yao felt as if she had returned to the village that had been scorched by fire when she was a child, and she seemed to see her parents being burned alive. Everything was still pitch black before her eyes; she hadn't actually seen those scenes, but the screams of her parents echoed in her ears.
Si Yao closed her eyes, the wailing sound lingering in her mind.
【careful! 】
When she opened her eyes and saw the words floating towards her, she quickly took a few steps back. The fire directly scorched the spot where she had just been standing.
If she hadn't dodged, she would have been the one burned.
Si Yao did not feel relieved. She calmed herself down and drove the voices out of her mind.
This place looked extremely strange; there was only endless fire in front of her, and no way to retreat behind her. Even the spot where she was standing was about to be scorched away by the fire, leaving her with no choice but to stand on the flames.
Try using your fire elemental root to see if you can neutralize this fire.
Si Yao shared the same thought.
She sat down cross-legged and tried to touch the fire, but the fire was not friendly to her; the flames surrounded her as if they wanted to burn her to ashes.
Si Yao remained seated cross-legged, unafraid of the contact. Instead, she continued to tentatively approach the fire, even as the flames swept across her cheeks, scorching her skin and singing her hair.
Having mobilized the power of her fire elemental root, Si Yao still hadn't given up on the idea of fusing these fires with her fire elemental root.
Her fire elemental root seemed to share the same thought, and her entire body became hot. Something took root in Si Yao's heart; she wanted to dispel the fire, yet she also wanted to absorb all the surrounding fire into her body.
By the way, absorb it into your body, and then use your body to circulate the five elements of spiritual energy to directly devour these flames.
Thinking this way, Si Yao also tried to do it.
She imagined herself as a ball of fire, trying to merge into the surrounding fire. Soon she could no longer feel the burning sensation all over her body, and she could feel herself completely merging into the fire.
His divine sense surrounded the fire, making him a part of it, and then he took the opportunity to bring the fire to his own fire spirit root.
Not knowing what kind of fire it was, Si Yao felt as if her whole body was being burned, and sweat kept pouring out of her forehead.
Especially when the fire penetrated her fire spirit root, Si Yao felt as if all the meridians in her body were melting from the heat. But she still bit her lower lip tightly, not letting herself cry out in pain.
All the fire around her entered her fire spirit veins, and she felt as if her body was about to explode from the heat, and her internal organs were about to be cooked.
Even mobilizing the spiritual energy of other spiritual roots to resist it was only a drop in the ocean.
Si Yao did not give up; she gritted her teeth and persevered, feeling that success was just around the corner.
Soon, she will succeed.
As intricate and ancient patterns appeared on her fire spirit root, Si Yao felt the burning sensation in her body subside considerably.
She didn't notice that her hair had turned fiery red. When she opened her eyes, her pupils were also red, and her eyes reflected the image of flames.
Even a slight lift of her hand can cause sparks to fly from her fingertips.
Si Yao took a step forward, as if she had stepped on something. A ball of fire gathered in her palm, illuminating the surroundings.
Feeling the continuous source of fire within her body, Si Yao couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. Her fire spirit root had actually been tempered by those fires.
Looking down, she saw that she had stepped on a charred bone. Around her were many more charred bones, some of which, judging from the skulls, appeared to be human.
The flame in her palm tilted to one side. There was no wind, yet the flame was tilted. Si Yao looked in the direction the flame was tilting and walked over.
I don't know how long I walked, but I saw a door. When I pushed it open, a wave crashed over me.
Si Yao sidestepped, and the door behind her vanished.
A jet of water shot towards Si Yao, who paused for a moment, then tried to absorb the fire spirit roots as before.
Unlike absorbing flames, when she absorbed the water, she felt a suffocating sensation, as if she were drowning in water. Even when she mobilized all her strength, she couldn't resist this feeling.
Having learned from her previous experience, Si Yao gritted her teeth and persevered, and successfully saw intricate and ancient patterns grow on her water spirit root.
Her hair had turned a watery color, but her pupils remained aquamarine. When she opened her eyes, it was as if her eyes were a bottomless spring.
Without a mirror, Si Yao couldn't see her own reflection.
Xiang Bei handed a mirror directly to Si Yao.
Take a look at yourself now.
Looking at her reflection in the mirror, Si Yao was somewhat surprised. She really hadn't expected that she would also change when her spiritual root changed.
To her surprise, the water elemental root had changed this time, causing the baby dragon in the dragon egg in the space to hatch directly.
As soon as the little dragon emerged, it flew to the edge of the spirit spring, drank all the water in one gulp, and then flew out of its storage bag. As it hovered around Si Yao, its size grew larger and larger. It used Si Yao as a pillar, coiled itself around her, and even affectionately rubbed against her.
Looking at the dragon's head, which was twice the size of her own, Si Yao couldn't help but reach out and touch it. The spiritual spring water that the little dragon had drunk all of was quickly replenished.
"Sweetie, we can talk about it slowly once we get outside. I have things to do right now. Why don't you stay in the storage bag for now?"
As if it understood, the little dragon shrank instantly, wrapped itself around Si Yao's arm, and made a "woof" sound.
Si Yao knew that Xiao Long wanted to help her, but his childish voice sounded a little funny. After thinking for a moment, she still put Xiao Long into the storage bag.
When she saw the next door, Si Yao was able to calmly push it open and walk in.
Suddenly, a mud figure appeared out of the ground and lunged at Si Yao's neck.
When Si Yao tried to dodge, the door behind her disappeared, and many mud figures appeared behind her, each holding a weapon made of mud.
The clay figures brandished their weapons and swung them at Si Yao.
Si Yao also discovered that she couldn't use any of her other spiritual roots in this place, and could only use her earth spiritual root. However, the earth spiritual root wasn't aggressive towards those mud figures; it was as if she was just tickling them.
Si Yao had nowhere to escape. The mud figures pounced on her, pinning her to the spot, and then covered her entire body in mud.
【Si Yao, try the method we just used!】
Although her eyes were closed, Si Yao still saw the instructions from her senior. She tried her best to mobilize the power of her earth elemental root to make contact with the mud figures, but they pushed her away time and time again.
Si Yao naturally wouldn't give up easily, and seemingly tirelessly, she kept pestering those clay figures.
Her persistent efforts seemed to anger the clay figures, who threw mud at Si Yao. Unable to move, Si Yao shaped the mud into flowers.
She didn't know how much time had passed, but Si Yao felt exhausted. She lay on the ground, letting the mud figures throw mud at her and letting the mud engulf her.
She seemed to truly become one with the earth, sensing the presence of mud everywhere.
She also saw her earth spirit root glowing, guiding her to absorb the earth spirit energy around her into the earth spirit root. She watched as ancient patterns, the same as those of fire and water spirit roots, grew on it.
Si Yao's hair turned earth-colored, and her pupils changed accordingly.
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