"Grandpa, don't worry."
Nianchen covered the old servant with a quilt, his young face full of seriousness.
"One day, I will embark on the path of cultivation and refine the best elixir to allow you to live another hundred, a thousand years!"
His voice was childish, but the firmness in his words was enough to make anyone's heart tremble.
The old servant has limited qualifications and has only reached the Qi training stage. If he does not have the opportunity to break through, he can only live for a few years at most.
"Yes! Grandpa believes that our Xiaochen can definitely do it!"
The old servant's cloudy eyes were full of kindness, and he touched his head lovingly.
"Grandpa, I have to go!"
Nian Chen stood up and dusted himself off.
"It's Master Lingxu's turn to give a sermon today. If I go too late, I won't be able to get a good seat!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the little figure skipped out of the room and ran towards the library.
The square in front of the library was already filled with Luoyun Sect disciples who came to listen to the lecture.
Nian Chen walked around to a big tree as if he was familiar with the place, found an inconspicuous corner and sat down cross-legged.
He straightened his small back and pricked up his ears, afraid of missing any word.
On the high platform, the headmaster Lingxuzi, dressed in Taoist robes and with an immortal look, slowly opened his eyes.
"The path of cultivation is based on the heart of Tao."
His voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by everyone.
"Only by adhering to one's original intention can one avoid losing one's way on this vast path of cultivation."
Nianchen memorized these eight words firmly in his heart, with a solemn expression on his little face.
He closed his eyes, imitating the appearance of his senior brothers and sisters in his memory, trying to feel the ethereal spiritual energy between heaven and earth.
However, no matter how hard he tried, there was still a dead silence in his dantian, with no response at all.
Nian Chen opened his eyes, not at all discouraged, but his eyes became more determined.
This is his daily compulsory course. He firmly believes that even a drop of water can wear away a stone.
"There will always be a way. I will definitely be able to embark on the path of cultivation!"
Nianchen cheered himself up in his heart.
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Fairyland, bloody secret realm.
“Boom!”
Above the nine heavens, dark clouds gathered together, and it was pitch black, as if the sky was about to collapse.
The purple thunder dragon rolled and roared in the clouds, with lightning and thunder.
A terrifying pressure that was powerful enough to destroy the heavens and the earth poured down from the sky.
Billions of creatures in the entire Bloody Secret Realm were silent, their souls trembling.
“It’s the Saint’s Tribulation!”
“Someone is going to become a saint!”
A genius who was in seclusion was frightened by the pressure and broke out. He looked at the strange scene in the sky and cried out in horror.
Two beautiful figures rose into the sky from the depths of the ruins of Hongmeng Dao Mountain.
They were dressed in spotless white dresses and stood in the air beneath the thunderclouds.
An unparalleled aura of superiority erupted from them.
"Look! It's Fairy Ruoxi and Fairy Xiaodie!"
A young female genius recognized them, her voice full of envy and admiration.
"They...the two of them want to overcome the tribulation and attain enlightenment together!"
“Boom!”
The pressure from the calamity clouds in the sky became increasingly terrifying.
The next moment, a series of purple thunder dragons as thick as buckets came down towards the two of them with the power of destruction.
“Just in time!”
Fighting spirit rose in Ruoxi's cold phoenix eyes.
Her figure flashed, and the glass sword in her hand hummed. In an instant, she swung out thousands of brilliant sword auras, like a galaxy of sword auras rising against the sky, heading towards the thunder.
"Sister, I'm here to help you!"
Xiaodie let out a delicate cry, and the Tianfeng Brocade in her hand swelled up in the wind, transforming into a fire phoenix that covered the sky and the sun, and together with Ruoxi, she faced the heavenly calamity.
The thunder tribulations came one after another, as if endless, and lasted for most of the day before gradually dissipating.
The dark clouds retreated, and golden light shone brightly.
From the sky, the boundless blessings of heaven descended.
A vast amount of purple spiritual energy gathered into two long purple rivers, hanging from the sky and flowing into the bodies of the exhausted Ruoxi and Xiaodie.
The two of them immediately sat down cross-legged, trying their best to absorb the supreme energy fed back by the Heavenly Dao.
A moment later.
"boom!"
"boom!"
Two terrifying holy powers erupted from them at the same time, sweeping across the entire Bloody Secret Realm.
“Success!”
"Fairy Ruoxi and Fairy Xiaodie have successfully achieved sainthood!"
A genius was so excited that his whole body was shaking.
"Too strong! Both of them have achieved enlightenment! This is the true peerless genius!"
"Yes! We must also hurry up and practice to catch up with them!"
For a moment, countless geniuses in the secret realm were deeply stimulated by this scene, and they all went into seclusion, not daring to slack off in the slightest.
And at this moment, above the sky.
Ruoxi slowly opened her eyes, divine light flashing in them, and divine power abounded.
After she became a saint, the first thing she did was to cast her cold gaze towards the mountaintop in the distance.
He turned to Chu Feng, who had been speaking out here not long ago.
"You are disrespectful to my brother."
"Today, I want to challenge you!"
Ruoxi's voice was as cold as ice, yet it contained unquestionable divine authority that spread throughout the land.
When Chu Feng heard Ruoxi's challenge, a look of extreme disdain appeared on his face.
"Oh!"
He scoffed, his voice full of condescending arrogance.
"Just you?"
"A little girl who just achieved sainthood dares to challenge me? She really overestimates her own abilities!"
Chu Feng stood on the top of the mountain, holding the holy sword, his eyes looking at an ant that didn't know whether to live or die.
"To call you a challenge is flattering you."
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