Chapter 351 Who Lost Their Spirit Stone?
Don't be late.
Isn't she right here?
I might as well just yell into her ear.
but.
Just agree.
This isn't a matter of whether you dare or not.
I simply don't want to.
What's the rush? The best show always has to be the grand finale.
If we just go and do it, wouldn't that be giving Lin Qingran an easy advantage?
Shouldn't we give people a chance to show their abilities?
Once she's comfortable with the tapping and feels good, and has reached the 9,999th step, she can make a dazzling appearance. Isn't that just right?
Doesn't it make you want to vomit blood?
Wasn't that... absolutely amazing?!
besides.
You endless bunch of humans, demons, and monsters who love to watch the excitement, please tone down your excited little expressions, okay?
The abacus beads flew into her face!
Don't think she didn't see it; those two huge piles of spirit stones were so dazzling they almost blinded people.
Left side: "We've known each other for ages, but we're just bragging. I don't dare come."
Right side: It's awesome to have met you sooner, I'll definitely come.
Jiang Xianwan glanced at it several times, even feeling disappointed and frustrated, and slapped her left hand hard twice.
With tears in my eyes, I suppressed the strong urge to gamble and make a fortune, to earn some extra money.
main……
I'm afraid a fight will break out, and I won't have time to come and collect the money...
With a pang of regret, she withdrew her gaze and turned to the figure emerging from the spiritual screen. Her long eyelashes drooped, concealing the deep, unfathomable look in her eyes.
Deep within his eyes, however, lurked a mischievous schadenfreude.
This rule was indeed set by her.
She was afraid that she might get into a fight and get beaten to death one day, so she set this rule early on.
He intends to succeed to the throne of the Realm Emperor.
First, light up the boundary marker.
Second, climb the ten-thousand-foot-high ladder to heaven.
However, that's not entirely true.
Come to think of it, these ten-thousand-foot steps were actually built by her family members, the demons themselves, who wanted to make them this long.
As for why...
First, they felt that even if their house had a step, it had to be longer than other people's.
Secondly, they hoped that their emperor's life would be as long as these steps.
The main problem is that this group of demons and monsters have inexhaustible energy all day long.
One day, after she had fought a round of battles, she returned home under the stars and moon, landing on the altar.
Slowly raising his face, he followed the repaired steps... and looked up at the sky, falling into a rare silence.
The three kings, all beautiful but with faces as black as grime, clapped their hands in a loud clap.
"Come on! Turn on a light for our Emperor!"
real.
That night, the sky over the realm brightened.
The demons and monsters in her family, wiping the sweat from their faces, were all excitedly asking her:
"Your Majesty, is it bright?"
"Tell us loudly, is it bright or not?!"
"Want to step on one?"
Want to step on one?
"Step on one! Step on one!"
She climbed the steps one by one, her ears filled with their cheers and laughter that seemed to lift the very sky.
She didn't know how long she walked up those towering steps.
All I remember is that when she finally stepped onto the ten-thousandth step in the bright east, turned around and looked back, behind her were thirty-three dazzling palaces.
He slowly uttered the word "bright".
The humans, demons, and monsters all held their breath, their faces tilted back, and suddenly they started wildly swinging their arms, jumping and leaping like a group of tireless sparks.
From then on, whether she was there or not, they always loved to come to the steps of the altar to take photos, fight, fool around... and even barbecue.
It was too late to walk, so I just slept on the floor.
Sometimes she would climb up and wander around the thirty-three halls to see if she was still there.
Later, when the tribulation lightning struck during her ascension, she realized that each step, each moment of enlightenment, was powered by faith.
Lin Qingran and the system's ultimate goal was nothing more than to covet this power of faith and ascend to immortality in one fell swoop!
To be precise, it was the system that wanted to ascend, and Lin Qingran was merely a pawn in its hands.
Otherwise, it wouldn't have manipulated the then Northern and Southern Emperors and the Demon Emperor of the Demon Realm to self-destruct during that great battle, taking the opportunity to try and bind itself to her.
It had its eye on her long ago, drawn to her abilities.
The lightning bolt failed to kill it, and the residual force of its self-destruction failed to annihilate it.
Seeing her ascend to heaven at the brink of death with the power of her faith, how could one not be envious?
Jiang Xianwan tilted her head slightly, rested her chin on her hand, and smiled silently.
One step, one bow.
Lin Qingran, you must not let her down.
Lin Qingran's face paled. Despite having mentally prepared herself for a month, her knees ached slightly as she gazed at the towering, seemingly endless Heavenly Staircase.
Those lunatics in the Realm are absolutely insane.
If others criticize them for being crazy, then they are absolutely right!
Why did they build such a long staircase?
Oh shit!
The Realm Emperor should be glad he died long ago, otherwise, the first thing he would do after she reached the top would be to kill her with his own hands!
Lin Qingran took a slow, deep breath to calm herself down, finally suppressing all the humiliation she felt.
He bent his knees, lowered his body, and sincerely pressed his forehead against the cold stone steps.
If your heart is not sincere, the heavenly steps will not be illuminated, and all your efforts will be in vain.
She bowed with each step, and as her skirt swept across the stone steps, they shimmered with a warm, white light, like a sleeping galaxy awakening one after another.
All the cultivators from all realms stood silently in the distance, like countless black stone sculptures, coldly watching this scene.
Let's get going.
Who can outdo her?
They coveted their emperor's possessions, wanted to live in their emperor's thirty-three palaces, and even wanted to inherit their legacy.
Pooh!
Their combined butts aren't even as big as her face!
but.
Kowtowing to their emperor nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine times is... not bad.
Time passed slowly, and Lin Qingran was not slow. She prostrated herself with utmost sincerity, and in just three hours, she had already climbed five thousand steps of the Heavenly Staircase.
The long staircase shimmered with light, seemingly reaching towards the heavens.
The enthusiasm of the online audience remained undiminished, and on the contrary, they continued to rise with the increasing number of steps.
While marveling at how damn long the steps to the realm were, and admiring how damn determined Lin Qingran was to become the emperor, he was still frantically tagging "It's a pity we didn't meet sooner" in the channel.
"If you don't come soon, she'll be getting married soon!" said Rou Ke Gang.
A straightforward person would say, "Wow~ Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine steps! Lin Qingran is about to become an empress! Now that she's an empress, the next step is marriage!"
My small breasts are just like my dad's: "Wow! Look! She's lifted her leg again!"
Sad Big-Nosed Ga: "It's a shame we didn't meet sooner! Your fifteen men are here too! Why don't you hurry up and come over to offer your grand gift?"
The unruly leg hair: "It's a shame we didn't meet sooner! Hurry up and come out to snatch the bride! What kind of person are you if you don't grab the remaining three?"
Jiang Xianwan: "..."
Seeing the uniform message that quickly filled the screen, along with various false rumors trying to get her attention, Jiang Xianwan... refused to fall for it.
This year's fellow Daoists are really damn mean.
If she hadn't been there, I almost would have believed it.
They've only kowtowed halfway through, okay?
but.
Hua Buxiu and his group... have indeed arrived.
Jiang Xianwan, sitting cross-legged on the tombstone, looked up at the man struggling through the crowd with a difficult-to-describe expression, and remained silent.
Look at Di Yin, who looks so ethereal, his clothes are all messed up from being squeezed together, and he's been stepped on countless times.
She remained obedient and nervously holding onto his veil, afraid that someone would see his silver hair and cause a sensation.
Hua Buxiu, Yun Weize, and Fox Feiling are the most cunning, but her three senior brothers are no less so.
He tossed the spirit stone aside.
Open your mouth and shout.
"Huh? Who dropped their spirit stone?"
The cultivators, who were initially reluctant to give way to them, suddenly and uniformly lowered their heads.
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