Senior brothers, please stop abusing me. I'm going to change my ways to be merciless.

Fan Li accepted the inheritance of the Nine-Colored Divine Lotus and also understood the responsibilities he shouldered.

The Nine-Colored Divine Lotus wants to return to the upper realm, but the spirits can no longer protect it.

This time, it was the Nine-Colored Divine Lotus that lent her a helping hand. Not only was she going to ascend with the Nine-Colored Divine Lotus, but the Divine Lotus was also taking her to ascend.

Fan Li lowered his eyes and looked at the gorgeous nine-colored divine lotus beneath him, his eyes gentle and firm.

You saved my life once, this time it’s my turn to save you!

Fan Li looked up at the thunder in the sky, a look of determination flashing in his eyes.

Whether it's for Shenlian, her brother, or herself.

She must ascend today!

Fan Li withstood the first thunder tribulation of ascension.

Immediately after, the second and third thunderbolts arrived, each one thicker and more dazzling than the last, its color gradually changing from the initial silver to purple and gold. Each thunderbolt contained enough power to destroy an entire city, leaving Fan Li no chance to breathe!

It has been a long time since any cultivator in the world of immortal cultivation has ascended to heaven.

Everyone thought that the first Divine Transformation cultivator to ascend after many years would be either Qinglan Zhenren, the second most powerful leader of the Jianmen Sect, or Yunmeng Zhenren, the former leader of the Tianji Sect. At the very least, it would be another Divine Transformation cultivator.

They would never have thought that this person would be the abandoned disciple of Master Yunmeng.

The abandoned disciple Fan Li is about to ascend to heaven.

It was the tenth year since Master Yunmeng kicked her out.

Ten years ago, she was just a Jindan cultivator, but ten years later, she had reached the Shenhua realm and ascended to heaven in one fell swoop.

It was as if he had surpassed Master Yunmeng overnight and reached a height that the other party could not reach. It was crazy!

Later, the power of the thunder tribulation became stronger and stronger. It seemed as if a huge net made of thunder and lightning appeared in the sky, enveloping Fan Li.

Countless monks are paying close attention to this grand ascension.

It was as if they were the ones ascending. Everyone couldn't help but breathe rapidly, their blood vessels rushed, their fingertips became hot and swollen, and they clenched their fists.

Ascension is the ultimate goal of all cultivators.

Fan Li used almost all of his magic weapons. For a moment, the light produced by the collision between the magic weapons and the thunder tribulation was dazzling, and the air waves were overwhelming.

Except for the elders of the spirit race who were still guarding Fan Li, the gods who were originally watching nearby had retreated to a distance.

The biggest enemy of the thunder tribulation of transformation is one’s own inner demon, while the enemy of the thunder tribulation of ascension is the sky, and one must fight against the sky.

If you don't succeed, you will become benevolent.

Even if Fan Li failed to ascend and died in the thunder tribulation, they would not laugh at her.

Finally, the last thunder tribulation arrived. The power of this thunder tribulation was extremely terrifying, as if it had condensed the power of the entire heaven and earth.

It was like an angry dragon, pouncing towards Fan Li with its fangs and claws bared.

However, Fan Li's eyes showed no sign of retreat, but were full of fighting spirit.

The moment the thunderbolt came into contact with Fan Li, brilliant light illuminated the entire world. The strong energy fluctuations even caused cracks to appear in space, and the earth trembled.

Everyone looked over nervously.

Is Fan Li still alive?

Did she succeed?

The calamity clouds dissipated very quickly, and the dark sky and earth that were originally illuminated by the thunder calamity were once again covered by bright light.

The dazzling rays of light surged from the horizon, like a gorgeous painting slowly unfolding in the sky.

Wherever the light reaches, it dispels all haze.

It was as if a hand waved away the darkness, and golden light poured down from the clouds.

The spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth seemed to be summoned and rushed towards Fan Li's location frantically, forming a huge spiritual energy vortex.

The light of spiritual energy intertwined together, like a series of lively light bands, spinning and dancing around Fan Li.

Everyone was shocked and delighted, Fan Li succeeded!!

But before we could cheer for Fan Li, a bigger crisis came.

The monks stared up at the sky in disbelief.

The golden light turned into a huge palm, pressing down like an overwhelming force!

Its power is even more terrifying than the ascension thunder tribulation!

"Oh my god...what is that?"

The powerful gods looked at the huge hand covering them and froze in an instant.

It felt as if they were just tiny ants that could be crushed to death at any time.

No one noticed that the Spirit Clan leader had come to Fan Li.

"Girl, this is the tribulation of the Divine Lotus. Leave the rest to us!"

The patriarch looked at Fan Li deeply.

Fan Li saw his fearlessness in his weathered white eyes.

"Everyone of the Spirit Clan, listen to my command!"

......

The Spirit Clan leader and eight elders blew themselves up together, and with Fan Li summoning the Dharma Realm of Heaven and Earth, they were able to resist the giant palm that fell from the sky.

Fan Li achieved enlightenment and ascended to heaven, but the power of the laws between heaven and earth had not yet completely dissipated.

She came from the air, and with every step she took, a dazzling lotus would grow under her feet.

Lotus flowers bloom at every step, like a goddess in the sky, who must not be offended.

The monks looked up at her, their breath stagnating.

They could clearly feel the extremely powerful aura emanating from Fan Li. At this moment, she could bring about the power to destroy the world with just a wave of her hand.

Fan Li is no longer a cultivator, but a true immortal.

Before going to the upper realm, she had half an hour to say goodbye to them.

Mei Nianzhi was the first to come to Fan Li. He was so excited that he didn't know what to say.

Witnessing Fan Li's ascension with his own eyes was something he never dared to dream of.

Fan Li smiled at him, "Brother, I did it."

Not until she said this did Mei Nianzhi dare to go forward and hug her.

"Yes, you did it. You are my pride."

Fan Li raised his hand and easily took the Soul-Devouring Curse out of Mei Nianzhi's soul and wiped it out.

He injected a trace of divine power into Mei Nian's body.

Soon, Mei Nianzhi felt a surge of power in his body, like a beam of light splitting the darkness, instantly dispelling the haze that had been tormenting him, and his whole body was filled with a strong vitality.

Mei Nianzhi became even more excited.

Fan Li said softly, "No need to thank me, I'll wait for you in the upper realm."

Mei Nianzhi nodded heavily.

Then came Lu Xingran, Ye Wushuang and the others, as well as True Man Qinglan, Sect Master Xiaoyao, and Elder Ziwei who had not been seen for a long time.

When Fan Li saw Master Ziwei, he felt like he had seen his master's wife.

Thinking of how he had stolen the Tianyan Jue and the space bracelet while the other party was away, Fan Li apologized to Master Ziwei in person.

Elder Ziwei waved his hand and said with a smile, "Do you think you can take those without my permission?"

Fan Li suddenly understood.

It turned out that the reason why she was able to proceed so smoothly was because Elder Ziwei had intentionally let her go.

Elder Ziwei looked at Fan Li, as if he was looking at another person through her.

"The most correct thing Xie Wuchen has ever done is to teach you the Tianyan Jue."

"I was very opposed to his practicing the Way of Mercy, and we had a huge argument over it. We parted ways on bad terms, and I haven't seen him since."

"He said that the ruthless path could also ascend. I didn't believe it, but you did it. I was wrong."

Elder Ziwei smiled, a bit complicated, "Anyway, I'm very happy."

Everyone took turns coming forward and saying goodbye.

Looking at Fan Li's usual smile, for a moment, Ye Wushuang felt as if Fan Li had just gone out for training again, and that they would see each other again soon.

Of course, they will meet again.

At this moment, Fan Li saw Su Muqing, Shen Rong and others not far away.

They have changed a lot.

The once favored child of heaven has fallen into what he is today.

Once upon a time, she and they also looked at each other from afar like this.

But at that time they were like the bright moon in the sky, full of vigor and vitality, while she was just a little tail chasing after them, wagging her tail and begging for mercy, without any self.

Now the positions are reversed.

They were like the dust under her feet, unnecessary to even look at them.

Fan Li withdrew his gaze indifferently.

Seeing this, Su Muqing and others felt a dull pain in their hearts and dared not step forward. They could only hide in the corner timidly, looking at her infatuatedly, full of remorse.

Xiaoqi...no, she is no longer their Xiaoqi.

They lost her.

The six people looked at Fan Li and the others happily together with envy, and thought to themselves, if only they hadn't been deceived by the villain and let her become disheartened...

At this moment, could they also congratulate her and say goodbye to her openly like everyone else?

Everyone's heart is filled with regret and they will never forgive themselves.

On the other side, Master Yunmeng was also looking at Fan Li.

He walked step by step to Fan Li and knelt down.

Everyone looked surprised, but Fan Li just raised his eyebrows.

The spirits looked at Master Yunmeng coldly.

He knelt in front of Fan Li with a look of remorse on his face.

"I...I'm sorry." Master Yunmeng covered his face, his voice buried in his palms, and said hoarsely: "In the past, I was wrong. I've let you down."

His voice was not loud, but everyone present heard it clearly.

Everyone looked at each other with complicated expressions, and then all looked at Fan Li.

Fan Li had already let it go.

Those who go can not be remonstrated, and those who come can still be chased.

She chuckled, said nothing, and turned away gracefully.

Master Yunmeng stared at her free and easy back with a dull gaze, but felt the dull pain in his heart become even more severe.

He knew it was too late.

How can a simple "I'm sorry" erase the hurts of the past?

Master Yunmeng closed his eyes.

Fan Li has already stepped onto the heavenly steps, and the golden tiger, as her spiritual pet, naturally follows her.

At this moment, she suddenly sensed something and paused slightly.

Master Yunmeng destroyed his own cultivation.

He was still kneeling behind Fan Li, looking visibly older, with a hunched back and a head full of white hair.

For a cultivator who has reached the state of enlightenment to destroy his own cultivation, it is tantamount to seeking his own death.

"Xiao Qi, please forgive me..."

He thought that this would earn him some sympathy or a look of heartache from Fan Li.

However, Fan Li lifted his foot and continued to move forward.

Never looking back.

Master Yunmeng, no, it’s Mu Yunli now.

The light in Mu Yunli's eyes completely went out.

Fan Li would never forgive him again.

He never got Fan Li's forgiveness until his death.

Su Muqing and the others also completely collapsed because of the death of their master. They blamed each other and shirked responsibility. In the end, they even killed each other. It was quite lively.

They have become a joke in the eyes of the monks and are destined to never be able to turn things around.

And all this has nothing to do with Fan Li.

......

Above the heavenly steps, the sunlight cast a layer of dazzling golden light on Fan Li.

She smiled and slowly closed her eyes.

A warm picture emerged in my mind.

The sky was filled with rosy clouds, and birds were perched on the wall. The woman's eyes were gentle. She carefully hung the longevity lock around her neck and smiled as if she had breathed a sigh of relief.

She sank into her mother's soft arms, the rattan chair beneath her rocking slowly, and the woman hummed a tune.

"Little fish, little fish, swim quickly! Don't let the net get your head caught."

"Little fish, little fish, swim fast, freedom is everywhere."

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