Chapter 139 Restoration: The irreplaceable demon race made a huge contribution to Xi Congshuang's recovery, and also soaked in water every day...
The irreplaceable demon race made a huge contribution to Xi Congshuang's recovery, as did the endless baths she took every day.
To strengthen the spiritual veins, Li Xiangyue generously found an inexhaustible supply of spiritual herbs and ordered a demonic pharmacist to refine them into a elixir for Xi Congshuang to bathe in.
When she heard the lord ask her to make spiritual medicine for the spirit, she was so angry that she almost rolled up her sleeves and went out to ask the lord if he still remembered that she was a demon pharmacist.
The demon, and one of the most knowledgeable demons in the entire demon race, actually asked her to give him a spiritual cultivation elixir!
What a disgrace!
But the pharmacist also knew very well that if he asked, the monarch's answer would be: "I know, hurry up and refine the elixir, I need it."
Because she already asked!
Concocting medicine was already a hassle, but thinking about the emperor's answer made it even more frustrating.
Previously, medicine was made for demons to eat, but now it's different. We must carefully remove any demonic energy left in the medicine to preserve its medicinal properties.
A scholar can be killed but not humiliated!
The pharmacist, unable to bear it any longer, went to the king's door and demanded that he withdraw the order, even if it meant killing her.
The demon servants were trembling with fear, thinking they would never see the apothecary return, after all, the king had just killed a group of demons who intended to rebel not long ago.
Not long after, the pharmacist returned with a strange look on his face and took away the basket of chopped medicinal herbs.
The demon servants were greatly shocked.
If the demon servant were to approach her, one could hear her muttering under her breath, "Why didn't you just say it was the young lord... He's actually alive and well, I wonder if you could give me some of his blood to do some research..."
The demon servant: "..." He didn't understand and obediently lowered his head to cut the medicine.
Actually, it wasn't just the Pharmacist who was angry. Li Xiangyue hoped that Xi Congshuang would recover as soon as possible, but at the same time, she thought that Xi Congshuang was in such a hurry to recover that she didn't want the demon bloodline to continue to have the upper hand.
She couldn't help but feel like she was being disliked, and occasionally she would angrily poke Xi Congshuang's shoulder and ask, "You're working so hard, why don't you just stay here and inherit my Demon Palace? I'll come back to see you occasionally."
Her intentions were almost blatantly obvious. This demon was tired of staying in the Demon Realm and couldn't wait to find someone to take over so that she could have a free and unrestrained life.
Upon hearing this, Xi Congshuang's expression became slightly complicated, and she politely declined, saying, "I am a very peaceful person, and I don't like fighting every day."
Li Xiangyue: "Are you saying I'm not peaceful and love to fight? I don't like fighting either, okay?"
She is clearly a peace-loving demon, and her fighting with others is for the sake of longer-lasting peace.
Jin Weichun, who overheard the two demons' conversation: "..." Peace-loving? Who? You guys?!
This is the first time I've felt that the demons of the back mountain died a truly tragic death. May they find peace in the Chaos Blood Pool.
Li Xiangyue was unaware of what her subordinates were thinking, and she didn't think there was anything wrong with her usual practices.
She demonstrated her strength and deterred the demons who always wanted to overthrow her and take her place, because she didn't want to be constantly challenged by demons.
Xi Congshuang shook her head: "My cultivation is not as profound as yours. Even if I were to become a demon, it would still take many years for me to reach your level. Can you bear to see your beloved demon palace shrink in size because it can't be protected, or be destroyed by other demons?"
"..."
This argument successfully persuaded Li Xiangyue.
She herself was a demon, and knew the nature of demons better than anyone else. Every inch of this demon palace was arranged according to her wishes, and she would be unhappy if any part of it was damaged.
She restored the palaces that had been damaged before with a wave of her hand, and no palaces were harmed.
Besides, Xi Huaizhen hasn't even seen it yet.
When Li Xiangyue finally decided to leave, Xi Congshuang breathed a sigh of relief.
She couldn't stand being constantly pestered to go to the Demon Palace. Although the Demon Palace was nice and the Demon Lord sounded powerful, it wasn't a place she wanted to stay for long.
and……
Xi Congshuang hadn't forgotten her mission; agreeing to inherit the Demon Lord's position would be tantamount to mission failure.
If she stays in the Demon Realm, Su Wenxin will inevitably choose to stay there as well. Although she is very different from the bloodthirsty demon described in the information provided by Red Apple, she is still among the demons.
Environment shapes people, and Su Wenxin, being young, is bound to be influenced.
After a pause, Xi Congshuang tried to ask, "Wenxin, what if I agree to my mother's request..."
Without a second thought, Su Wenxin said, "I'll stay with you. We agreed that I'll stay wherever you are. I can't bear to part with you."
Xi Congshuang: "..." See? I knew it.
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Time passed quietly, and just as the mountain of medicinal herbs was about to be used up, the result came.
Xi Congshuang was willing to cooperate, and the irreplaceable rebellious demon race was also forced to cooperate extensively. The spiritual veins, which were once full of cracks, were widened again and again, and the dried-up spiritual palace felt loosened.
Like a broken, cracked little stone statue, the nascent soul has come to life. She is short-armed and short-legged, with her limbs curled up, forever motionless in the depths of her spiritual palace.
Anyone who sees this would think that someone with such a Nascent Soul is definitely beyond medical help.
But now, the little figure with the exact same face as Xi Congshuang moved its body, bringing a glimmer of life to the desolate spiritual realm.
Upon closer inspection, the nascent soul curled up deep within the spiritual palace not only looked exactly like Xi Congshuang, but also had a beauty mark under its eye.
The nascent soul, which had been stiff and curled up for three hundred years, finally stirred. The spiritual energy in the pool spontaneously moved towards the person in the pool, smoothly flowing into the spiritual vein, but no longer raging like a mountain torrent after rain, constantly turbulent within the spiritual vein.
The spiritual energy flowed like a river into the sea, surging through the wide river channel and merging into the vast deep sea. With Xi Congshuang's operation, it successfully flowed into her spiritual palace.
The heavens extend to fifty, the great Dao to forty-nine, and humanity escapes to one.
After so many years of arduous searching, Xi Congshuang finally seized a glimmer of hope and rebuilt the Spirit Palace.
However, the spiritual energy in the pool water and the spiritual herbs was far from enough, and it also absorbed the stored energy from several spiritual pearls. The spiritual palace was rebuilt at a terrifying speed, completely covering the deep red surging beneath the cracks.
The demon bloodline will never disappear from her body; it will only be deeply hidden and will no longer have the same profound impact on her as it did in her youth.
The nascent soul, finally given a chance to stretch, moved its body, radiating an icy blue light that was as gentle as divine light, making one feel as if bathed in a spring breeze. Then, its body split open, turning into sweet rain that fell entirely into the reshaped spiritual palace.
But this was not the final result. One nascent soul fell, and several more nascent souls slowly condensed, no longer resembling a broken stone statue with cracks all over its body.
This has truly proven what those demons said: Xi Congshuang is not just a Nascent Soul cultivator at all!
Because the Demon Realm was perpetually shrouded in dark clouds, the Demon Lord was unaware that clusters of lightning-streaked clouds were gathering above the Demon Palace until they were about to unleash their power, at which point the Demon Palace Lord finally noticed.
Li Xiangyue gave a strange "hmm": "So fast?"
At that time, Xi Congshuang was soaking in the pool, her wet white hair clinging to the side of her face, and the red mark between her eyebrows appearing and disappearing intermittently.
The person in the pool suddenly opened their eyes, their long, thick eyelashes damp with water vapor, hanging down in front of their dark green pupils.
Xi Congshuang's expression changed as she felt the smooth flow of spiritual energy and the fullness of her spiritual meridians, a feeling she hadn't experienced in a long time.
With a splash of water, she suddenly stood up and disappeared into the pool filled with medicinal herbs.
The pharmacist, who was about to add medicine, pushed open the door and entered. Seeing the empty medicine pool, he chuckled and turned to ask, "Hey, where's the person inside?"
Naturally, they didn't know her whereabouts.
On the dark cliff, someone stood proudly against the wind, his clothes already dry and his long hair flying everywhere.
His previously blank eyes regained focus, and he looked up at the dark sky.
Who could have imagined that the first thing Xi Congshuang saw after regaining her sight was a lightning cloud that was about to strike her?
Dark, heavy, and imposing, the sky surged with immense pressure, poised to unleash its power.
It would be impossible for Xi Congshuang not to be nervous, but deep down she also had a strong, suppressed excitement. Cultivating immortality was going against the heavens, and she was doing just that.
They were unconcerned about facing life-or-death calamities, yet they did not abandon their previous caution.
Perhaps the tribulation clouds were also curious as to why a spiritual cultivator would undergo tribulation in the Demon Realm, a place rejected by the Heavenly Dao. After surging for a while, they finally confirmed their target.
Relentlessly pursuing, the lightning bolt, as thick as a waist, finally found an opportunity to strike.
The first lightning bolt struck the barrier above, but was successfully blocked.
But this was just the beginning. Xi Congshuang did not let her guard down. Several magic arrays silently opened up beneath her feet and above her head, enveloping her like a barrier.
As the calamity clouds continued to surge, several figures had already descended from the distant mountain peaks, watching from afar.
Several other figures also landed on other mountain peaks, secretly observing and creating a lively scene when they discovered that the person undergoing tribulation was indeed a spiritual cultivator.
Xi Congshuang, trapped within the formation, had no time to pay attention to anything else, focusing solely on resisting the lightning tribulation.
"It's a spiritual cultivator, it really is a spiritual cultivator. When did someone infiltrate the Demon Realm?"
The demons observed the spiritual cultivator undergoing her tribulation with surprise, but since they had already encountered her, they decided to kill her once she finished her tribulation.
The Demon Realm is not a place where human cultivators can come and go as they please. Even demonic cultivators dare not approach the Demon Realm, yet a spiritual cultivator managed to sneak in.
"I sensed killing intent. Did you sense it too?"
As soon as these words were spoken, several demons echoed them, saying yes, yes, they felt as if they were being watched by a powerful being, and their necks felt cold.
But the spiritual cultivator was busy undergoing her tribulation. As long as she didn't run around, the tribulation wouldn't run away. Besides, she probably wouldn't dare to wander around, since the intensity of the tribulation would change according to the cultivator's cultivation level.
These demons are all highly skilled, and affecting them will only increase the difficulty of their tribulation.
Then the demons saw the person protecting the spiritual cultivator.
It's the Emperor—it's the Emperor!!!
The demon eyeing their necks is none other than the sovereign. They have no doubt that any unusual movement they make will invite the sovereign's deadly attack.
"..." You can't beat them, but you can run away.
The demons scattered like birds and beasts, running to say goodbye and approaching the spiritual cultivator who was undergoing tribulation, because the sovereign was protecting her.
As the lurking demons scattered their light, the second lightning tribulation finally struck.
Just as Xi Congshuang had predicted, the first course was merely an appetizer; the remaining tribulations would only become more and more severe.
Those who can defeat the enemy will live and their cultivation will reach a higher level.
Those who cannot be defeated perish, their bodies vanishing into the world, their souls entering the cycle of reincarnation.
Reincarnation... These past few lifetimes might have been her reincarnations. She's managed to survive time and time again, so why would she be so bad this time?
The intervals between each lightning tribulation became increasingly longer, and the third lightning tribulation struck directly at the figure beneath the formation, its aura of destruction growing even stronger, inspiring awe in all who beheld it.
After the deafening roar, the figure on the cliff remained standing upright, her wide sleeves billowing in the wind. She was unharmed, only one sleeve was torn.
Su Wenxin was deeply shocked, as if she had suddenly realized something.
Back in the cultivation world, Su Wenxin had heard that some people had witnessed powerful beings undergoing tribulation lightning, which caused them to develop inner demons out of fear, making it difficult for them to make any progress in their cultivation.
No wonder I developed inner demons. When I saw someone shaking the heavens, I subconsciously compared myself to them, only to sadly discover that I couldn't do it at all.
The world is vast and insignificant; humans are like ants. They will only grow more afraid and develop a desire to retreat, which is the opposite of the path of cultivators who defy the heavens.
If you want to cultivate and advance in rank, weakness is absolutely unacceptable.
However, there are exceptions. Some people, witnessing the earth-shattering event, feel fear and develop inner demons, while others gain enlightenment and become more stable in their state of mind.
Su Wenxin, who was almost entering a state of enlightenment, stopped abruptly when she heard someone say something strange.
Worried about Xi Congshuang, she immediately composed herself and turned to look.
Li Xiangyue's expression turned solemn, as if he couldn't understand the situation: "Something's not right. Whose Nascent Soul Tribulation lightning is this thick... and the quantity is wrong too."
The Golden Core Tribulation involves six lightning tribulations, the Nascent Soul Tribulation involves twelve lightning tribulations, and even the Divine Transformation Tribulation only involves eighteen lightning tribulations.
Thinking back to the lightning tribulations they had just counted, Li Xiangyue exclaimed in surprise, "This is the nineteenth lightning tribulation now!"
Her thoughts were the same as Xi Congshuang's; she thought she had finally survived the Nascent Soul Tribulation and officially become a Nascent Soul cultivator, but who knew that the tribulation was still ongoing.
If Xi Congshuang hadn't been constantly on guard and hadn't stopped after the lightning tribulation had been completed, this unexpected lightning tribulation could have killed her on the spot.
"You can make me blind, but you can't assume I can't do math, can you?" Xi Congshuang was a little annoyed.
However, the deep, dark clouds ignored her and were even less likely to provide an answer, tearing her already tattered sleeves to shreds.
Xi Congshuang raised her hand and pushed upwards with force, revealing layers of arrays, all radiating an icy blue light imbued with spiritual energy. She was a bit of a perfectionist, and even the layers of arrays had to be arranged neatly, without the slightest error.
The heavy shields caused the tribulation clouds to churn even more violently, and bolts of lightning, each thicker than the last, struck down.
The lightning tribulation shattered several outer circular and inner square formations in one strike, causing them to crack like layers of glass. However, when the next lightning tribulation struck, the shattered formations were repaired once again.
He literally built himself a turtle shell and locked himself inside.
"Heaven and Earth Cannot Tolerate" was still exerting its power, and Xi Congshuang could finally feel the power of her own bloodline.
The spiritual energy within her spiritual palace had only recently been replenished, and now it had been mostly drained away while resisting the lightning tribulation. Despite her helplessness, Xi Congshuang still mustered her strength to deal with it, counting the lightning tribulations one by one.
Even after enduring twenty-five lightning tribulations, Xi Congshuang couldn't help but want to curse, and at the same time, she had a premonition.
—It's almost over.
The thought had barely formed when the twenty-sixth lightning tribulation crashed down. At this moment, Xi Congshuang was already exhausted, relying on the black dragon wooden staff in her hand to support her body.
However, the tribulation clouds had not yet dissipated. This time, the time it took to gather power was longer than the previous twenty-six lightning tribulations. It was both a relief and an ordeal.
No one knows when or how powerful the lightning tribulation will strike.
Those who were merely bystanders suffered even more than Xi Congshuang, who was under the shadow of the calamity.
Suddenly, Xi Congshuang threw the wooden staff in her hand into the sky, almost striking the staff with every illuminating lightning bolt on the cliff.
"Boom—!"
The wooden staff instantly turned to dust, meeting the formation formed by the last bit of strength condensed in the struggle.
The layers of barriers were as thin as paper, easily broken by the lightning tribulation. Just like the previous times, it became more and more difficult as it progressed, until it was forced to stop by Xi Congshuang's last array, making it impossible to continue breaking through.
Beneath the formation, the man, covered in wounds, raised his hands high to stabilize the formation.
In the end, she won again.
The calamity clouds dispersed, and sweet rain fell, nourishing the drained spiritual veins. The wounds on his body were completely healed under the nourishment of the spiritual rain.
At the same time, her cultivation level was also increasing rapidly.
He broke through the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul stage, advanced to the Deity Transformation stage, then to the mid-stage of the Deity Transformation stage, and finally to the Great Perfection of the Deity Transformation stage. He didn't stop there and continued to advance towards the Void Refinement stage, only stopping when he reached the mid-stage of the Void Refinement stage.
Xi Congshuang directly skipped two major realms, jumping from the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul stage to the Mid-stage of the Void Refinement stage, reaching the same realm as several elders of the Flying Immortal Palace.
No one in the world could have handled the Nascent Soul Tribulation and the Void Refinement Tribulation together like her, and reacted in time before the nineteenth tribulation struck.
These tribulation clouds are thieves too. If it were a cultivator who had been blinded by the success of their tribulation, they would have long since become a dead soul under the lightning tribulation.
But this misfortune turned out to be a blessing in disguise, sparing them from one of the lightning strikes.
Standing on the bare cliff, shattered by lightning, Xi Congshuang had never dressed so tattered before, and felt a chill in the air.
She left in a hurry, only remembering not to damage the magic palace her mother had painstakingly built, and forgot to bring her own storage bag.
However, even if you bring it along, it's useless; you'll be struck to dust by the lightning tribulation.
Just as the person was thinking this, he seemed to realize something and turned around. Someone was coming, and sure enough, there were several people standing behind him.
The woman at the head of the group was dressed in a shimmering red dress, with long, snow-white hair that reached her calves, adorned with flowers and hairpins, making her quite elegant.
Xi Congshuang was startled, a strange feeling welling up in her heart. In a blink of an eye, she saw a young girl emerging from behind the woman in red.
She looked just like she had imagined, with delicate features, a dashing and heroic air, and a belt as wide as a palm cinching her slender waist.
She wore a sword at her waist, from which hung a jade unicorn adorned with a red tassel.
Xi Congshuang, dressed in tattered clothes, looked at Su Wenxin for a moment, feeling that it would be too out of place to ask for an outer robe at this moment.
She had no choice but to suppress her germaphobia and open her arms to the other person: "Come here."
It seems that his eyes have regained focus, no longer empty and aimless, and are much more relaxed and at ease than before, no longer weak.
Su Wenxin's eyes reddened, and she quickly ran over and threw herself into her arms, burying her face in her neck and shoulders, and tightly wrapping her arms around her waist.
Xi Congshuang hissed, and Su Wenxin immediately looked up anxiously: "Are you injured? Did I touch your wound?"
She hurriedly held back the person who was looking back, and whispered in her ear, "I'm fine, but my robe is damaged. It was struck by lightning. If you had used just a little more force, I would have been left with nothing."
Su Wenxin: "..."
She was speechless, and buried her face in her neck and shoulder again, pretending not to hear for the time being.
Li Xiangyue couldn't bear to watch any longer and, impatient with the wait, left her outer robe behind and slipped away.
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Snowflake's obsessive-compulsive disorder caused her array to be stacked like a mille-feuille. I'm a little hungry.
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