Leading the entire sect to victory, this useless girl amazed the world of cultivation!

"Ah... I feel like I'm almost out of fluids..."

“Ohhh… Me too…”

"Hmph, you bunch of trash! If you can't help Patriarch Ji, then get out of the way! I still have some! Squeeze me, squeeze me..."

"Vitality is like water in a sponge. If you squeeze it, there's always some..."

For Ji Wushuang, no one on Kunling Continent is willing to admit defeat.

The thieves on the other side were also gritting their teeth and holding on in order to survive.

Just when everyone was about to lose control, reinforcements arrived. They were Mu Zhe and Wan Xun, who had already broken through and ascended to the level of gods.

Wan Xun had come here alone after receiving the news, but Mu Zhe was different...

Following behind him was a string of furry, cute... three-legged chickens?

These three-legged chickens were about to join the "rescue" ranks, but their eyes suddenly fell on the hanging water unicorn.

As more and more people came, the Xuanshui Qilin had changed from the Qilin posture to the appearance of a sloppy puppy, but it could still be seen through at a glance by people of the same strength.

The leading white-haired three-legged chicken glared: [It's you?!]

Why is this old thing Hanging Water Qilin here?

Xuanshui Qilin stared at these furry little things for a long time, and suddenly realized.

【It's you! 】

Why is the old immortal Chiyan Jinwu here?

The two old acquaintances looked at each other with disgust in their eyes. My goodness, the Qilin clan (the three-legged golden crow clan) has fallen. Look at what they have become. Wow, it really brings down the reputation of our ancestors!!!

Mu Zhe was unaware of the secrets between his ancestor and the Xuanshui Qilin. All he could see was the figure being engulfed by chaos, and he was filled with anxiety: "Ancestor, please help my senior!"

The Red Flame Golden Crow then remembered their purpose. They were not here to glare at Qilin, but to look for the descendants of Wu Bei.

"Where?"

"where!"

Chiyan Jinwu looked in the direction Mu Zhe pointed and found that a little girl was actually in tune with the Dao of Heaven and Earth, using the power of all living beings in Kunling Dao, and seemed to be refining something.

Uh?

Is it because it hasn't been seen in public for too long?

A little human girl can already synchronize with the heaven and earth?

Chiyan Jinwu was stunned and asked in disbelief, "Are you sure she is the descendant of Wu Bei?"

"I am sure."

"..."

Let’s do it.

What can the Red Flame Golden Crow do?

After all, it has boasted about its own strengths and vowed to help Muzhe rescue the descendants of Wubei. It can't possibly not keep its promise, right?

"Ahem, come, let's join the Dao and help support this little guy."

The Red Flame Golden Crow is a great saint-like guardian of the Three-legged Golden Crow clan. If it is willing to help, Ji Wushuang will naturally be even more powerful, but this will involve too many things.

Xuanshui Qilin immediately stopped him and said, "You are interfering in the internal affairs of the human race by doing this!"

The Red Flame Golden Crow was immediately displeased: "Stop your nonsense! What kind of internal affairs are these? That little girl is a descendant of our clan. This is our clan's internal affairs."

Even if Xuanshui Qilin knew about Ji Wushuang's relationship with the Three-legged Golden Crow clan, it would have stopped him. "This is the human race's internal affairs. Ji Wushuang's actions are to save the human emperor. If you rashly intervene, you will definitely cause trouble."

Only then did Chiyan Jinwu see that the person next to Ji Wushuang, whose body was almost completely shattered, actually had a strong imperial aura.

Damn, it really is the human emperor.

That’s really hard to intervene!

The Red Flame Golden Crow's eyes darted around and landed on the anxious Mu Zhe. Suddenly, it kicked him with a claw and said, "Go do what you want to do, and do your best. Don't be afraid of death. We'll support you."

"Ancestor..."

"Go if you are told!"

"Yes!"

Well, they saved their own cubs, so that shouldn't be considered as interfering in human affairs, right?

As for his own child saving people, of course it doesn’t count. After all, he is a human and a three-legged golden crow.

Mu Zhe not only went there himself, but also grabbed Wan Xun to go with him. Then, the power of this group of three-legged golden crows was like a water pump, desperately pouring it into Mu Zhe, leaving Xuanshui Qilin stunned.

No?

Are you guys taking advantage of a good loophole?

Does this work too?

Xuanshui Qilin blinked and suddenly said, "My Qilin clan and the Three-legged Golden Crow clan are old friends! How can I sit idly by and watch you youngsters in trouble? Old Chiyan, I am here to help you!"

The three-legged crows: "..."

This old Qilin's brain works quite quickly.

Thus, with the "great help" of the three-legged golden crows and the hanging water qilin, Ji Wushuang finally used the Guixu Stone to completely refine the chaotic flesh and blood of the star-destroying level. That extremely pure power was stuffed into Feng Ying's mouth all at once.

Feng Ying: “…”

Feng Ying knew that her little disciple had good intentions, so even though she was choking, she didn't spit it out, but tried hard to swallow and refine it.

Unfortunately……

There is still a lack of "fusion agent" between myself and this pure origin.

Feng Ying tried again and again but failed. Finally, she shook her head helplessly at Ji Wushuang.

"There is no medium, Xiao Wushuang."

Ji Wushuang was stunned. "What kind of medium do you want?"

"Blood."

In fact, only a little blood of Feng Ying is needed to fuse them.

But Feng Ying's body had already died. Not to mention blood, her body was now just a pile of gravel that still retained a "human shape", completely lifeless.

Ji Wushuang didn't think much about it, and immediately used Meng Hong to cut his palm and fed the blood into Feng Ying's mouth.

Feng Ying's face was covered in blood, and she was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

What she lacked was her own blood, or at the very least, the blood of her own clan...

What’s the use of Ji Wushuang’s blood?

Their blood is not connected.

But when she met Ji Wushuang's "cold, resolute and tough" eyes, Feng Ying took a deep breath and decided to give it her all.

If anyone knew what Feng Ying was thinking, they would definitely think she was crazy!

After all, if she lets her "star fall" naturally, her soul can still enter reincarnation.

Now if he fails in forcing a breakthrough and being reborn, his soul will be shattered.

But for Ji Wushuang...

She wants to give it a try.

Her little disciple has worked so hard, how can she, as her master, let her down?

Even if the chance is only one in a billion, she will give it a try.

As Feng Ying silently swallowed Ji Wushuang's blood, a vast and terrifying aura suddenly gushed out and roared, blowing Ji Wushuang away and completely enveloping Feng Ying.

First she completely disappeared and shattered!

Only three groups of original power remained entangled with each other.

A ball, it is Feng Ying's original power.

A ball is a special treasure given by the Demon Refining Pot.

There is also a group of infinite vitality that is the star-destroying void monster.

“Plop, plop.”

“Plop, plop.”

All the noise between heaven and earth seemed to disappear.

Ji Wushuang could only hear the sound of Feng Ying's soul and heart beating.

I don’t know how long it’s been!

It may be in the blink of an eye, or it may be a long time before a miracle finally happens!

Feng Ying's body began to reappear...

Inch by inch.

Like stardust condensed.

Strand by strand.

It's like the rebirth of the avenue.

Everything about her began to regenerate at a speed visible to the naked eye, including her flawless face and upright body!

She was reborn in the ashes and fire of karma. Every bloodline and every acupuncture point was filled with the power of the heavens, the earth, the stars, and the myriad laws of nature.

The imperial aura, one wave higher than the other, gushed out from her brows, turning into an infinite and warm wind, brushing across the hearts of everyone present, and slowly spreading to every living being above Kunling.

Fish in the water, birds in the sky, moss on the rocks, etc.

Every spirit and every creature is favored by the wind.

It was not until Feng Ying opened her eyes that her pupils reappeared in her originally empty eye sockets.

Those dazzling purple-gold eyes were brighter than the sun and the moon. Even the wind between heaven and earth turned into a gift from the laws of heaven and earth in an instant.

The exhausted divine power suddenly became abundant.

The stubborn illness slowly healed.

The stagnant feeling suddenly became clear.

The tangled bitterness suddenly becomes empty.

This is——

A gift from the Human Emperor!

Even Kunling Tiandao, who was almost hollowed out, felt the signs of the second ascension.

You have to know that it has only been a short time since it became the fairyland from the fairyland!

This is this...

Is this going to become the divine realm? !

No no no no!

So I'm the one favored by the law?!

Meahahahaha!

Everyone was ecstatic about the sudden gift from the emperor, except Ji Wumo who looked at Feng Ying for a moment with a brilliant smile.

"I told you that you would be fine, wasn't I wrong, Master?"

The fog in Feng Ying's mind finally dissipated, and everything about Ji Wushuang returned to her soul. An indescribable emotion left Feng Ying speechless for a long time.

She didn't expect that the "master-disciple" relationship between her and Ji Wushuang would make her do anything for her.

Her sincerity, enthusiasm and honesty made Feng Ying feel a little helpless.

After all, as the Emperor of Qianyun, she has experienced betrayal again and again and faced dead ends again and again. How precious is this simple "friendship" to her?

Feng Ying sighed softly, walked forward and gently rubbed Ji Wushuang's head.

"Thank you, little dog."

A cry of "little puppy" told Ji Wushuang that she had recovered her memory.

At the beginning, Ji Wushuang and Feng Ying agreed to meet at Qianyunxiang. They even high-fived and swore, saying that Ji Wushuang would be a dog if he didn't come.

Feng Ying had long expected Ji Wushuang to come, but she did not expect her to come so quickly, so unexpectedly, and so decisively. She was worthy of being her little disciple, Feng Ying. She was awesome.

Ji Wushuang was stunned for a moment, then his eyes flashed with ecstasy. He quickly slapped Feng Ying's hand away and said proudly, "Hehe! Now you are not allowed to call me a little puppy. I have done it!"

Feng Ying teased her deliberately: "Oh, but this is not the Qianyun World."

Ji Wushuang glared: "You... aren't you playing tricks on me?"

Feng Ying smiled and said, "If you are afraid of losing, I can take you to Qianyun right now, how about that?"

Ji Wushuang rolled his eyes and said, "No, I'll go by myself. Oh, by the way, this is for you."

Ji Wushuang took out a tattered clay doll and handed it to Feng Ying, who asked puzzledly, "What is this?"

"The person who killed your daughter's divine clone in Tianlan, I refined her into a puppet."

Feng Ying's mouth twitched wildly. She taught Ji Wushuang the art of puppetry... and she only learned it to the point where her mouth was crooked, her eyes were slanted, and her legs were long and short?

Well, it was a good thing that she had boasted to Ming Zi, saying that Ji Wushuang was extremely talented and that his weapon refining skills in the future would surely leave the Weapon Saint dumbfounded.

Well, isn’t this puppet with a strange shape another kind of jaw-dropping thing?

Feng Ying took the puppet and was about to put it into the small world to deal with it later, but unexpectedly the puppet suddenly exploded with a "bang".

Mo Lanyi's soul was forced to emerge from inside, her face distorted and she screamed in pain and unwillingness. She seemed to want to say something to Ji Wushuang, but all that came out of her mouth turned into a shrill scream, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a wisp of green smoke.

Ji Wushuang, Feng Ying, Xuanshui Qilin and Chiyan Jinwu were all stunned.

They all have Saint-level spiritual consciousness. Except for Ji Wushuang, the other three are genuine Saint-level beings!

But someone could instantly wipe out a soul right under their noses?!

Ji Wushuang hurriedly asked Kun Ling Tiandao, who also looked puzzled.

Ah, I don’t feel anything.

Although Kunling Tiandao's attention was all on the "joy" of the second ascension, it still maintained basic vigilance and did not notice any human or "invasion".

In other words, the thing that killed Mo Lanyi had long been buried in her soul.

"It's a restriction." Feng Ying said calmly, "It has triggering conditions."

As for what are the specific conditions?

No one knew about it.

Seeing Ji Wushuang's indignant look, Feng Ying chuckled and poked her between the eyebrows, "Never mind, it's not a big deal, stop frowning."

"Uh, don't you want to avenge your daughter?"

"The culprit has been killed, so this can be considered revenge."

"So you believe me that's the murderer?"

"letter."

"Humph."

The reason why Ji Wushuang wanted to take Mo Lanyi's "soul" with her was because Feng Ying wanted to search Mo Lanyi's soul to determine whether she was the murderer.

But that is no longer necessary.

Because she believed in Ji Wushuang.

Feng Ying raised her eyes again and looked towards the Hanging Water Qilin and the Three-legged Golden Crows in the distance, nodded slightly and said, "Long time no see, I hope you are well."

"Congratulations, Emperor Qianyun."

"congratulations."

Since Feng Ying is already a supreme saint, she is the only one who can legitimately inherit the holy land's heritage.

She is certainly worthy of the title of "Emperor".

"Happy together."

Seeing Feng Ying's attitude, Xuanshui Qilin and Chiyan Jinwu didn't even say "thank you". Could it be that she was going to turn her back on the beast? Would she refuse to acknowledge their help?

That won’t do!

They didn't enjoy any of the "Emperor's gift" just now. If she doesn't acknowledge it, won't they suffer a great loss?

Feng Ying naturally saw through their thoughts and said with a smile to Sheng Yuan, Mu Zhe, Wan Xun, the Kunling cultivators in the sky, and the Void Thieves, "Thank you all for your help, fellow Taoists. If anyone hasn't received a gift yet, I will definitely return it in the future."

These words were said secretly to Xuanshui Qilin and Chiyan Jinwu, which was equivalent to a disguised promise, but no one else knew about it.

What have they done to deserve such courtesy from the Emperor?

Everyone was so excited that their faces turned red and their necks became thick.

"Your Majesty, you are too polite."

"It is our great honor to be able to lend a hand to you, Your Majesty."

"Yes, yes, it is our supreme honor!"

Feng Ying smiled slightly, and finally looked at Kun Ling Tian Dao: [Thank you, fellow Daoist.]

Kun Ling Tian Dao said shyly, "You're welcome. After all, you've helped me. I'll soon ascend to the divine realm! Do you want to stay and see? Perhaps I can help you consolidate your cultivation?"

Feng Ying was about to speak when a smile suddenly froze on the corner of her lips and she quickly raised her eyes to look at the sky.

But then an extremely magnificent and luxurious void battleship slowly broke through the space and emerged. The totem representing Qianyun was engraved on the hull of the ship. Before it completely jumped out of the space, the sound of a young girl crying echoed between heaven and earth, pleasant to the ears, like the sound of heaven.

"Mother, wuwu... Zhenzhen finally found you, mother..."