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

The sound of heaven is howling!

Taoism and magic to form a net!

All in her hands!

The moment Ji Wushuang put away the "Chaos Shackles", all abnormal movements came to an abrupt halt, and the waves and dark clouds that had been entangled around Mingtong for thousands of years finally dissipated.

Mingtong stared at the young man beside her. She was covered in blood and her body was shaky, except for her eyes... which were brighter than the Milky Way.

There was a hint of anger in her eyes as she stared at him, making Mingtong feel a little guilty.

She said embarrassedly: "This... is great."

Ji Wushuang was in pain all over. She even had the feeling that only her "shell" was still intact, while her body had been completely shattered into pieces. Fortunately, there was still the power of the Holy Realm, which was desperately trying to repair her body...

Ji Wushuang was in so much pain that she didn't want to speak, but she had to.

If she didn't say it, she suspected that the anger she was holding in her chest would suffocate her to death.

Ji Wushuang gritted his teeth and straightened his deformed fingers, then he grasped Mingtong's wrist and said through gritted teeth, "Master, what did you want to do just now? Why don't you explain it to me?"

Mingtong: "...uh...this..." Mingtong blinked guiltily, "I just saw that you were in pain and wanted to ask if I could help you. I didn't mean anything else..."

"Is it?"

"Yes."

"You don't think of sacrificing yourself again?"

"No, no, no, I definitely won't sacrifice myself... this..."

Mingtong felt that she was really old and even felt a sense of oppression from her young apprentice. She was obviously a ghost, so why was she sweating profusely?

"Ahem... Master will definitely not play that trick again. Don't worry, even if it's not for me, it's for Mingzhu! Yes! Mingzhu!" Mingtong swung Mingzhu in front of himself, "Look, Master loves Mingzhu so much, he will definitely not abandon it."

Mingzhu finally realized something and slowly opened his eyes...

But it was clearly a bit short-circuited in the brain, and the first thing it said was: "Tong'er... have we been scared to death... Why are we seeing a dead girl with a miserable death? Could this be the legendary 'revolving lantern'? Tsk tsk tsk tsk... I have to say, even in our 'revolving lantern', the dead girl still looks like this, how unlucky she is... Look at her face, it's so tense, and she's still as arrogant and annoying as before..."

"Cough cough cough..."

"Right, Tong'er thinks so too? Hehehe, this damn girl always likes to act like an adult..."

"Cough, cough, cough!"

"But you're still just a little brat, why are you pretending? You're not cute at all, and your brows are so wrinkled that they can kill a fly."

"Cough cough cough!!"

“I really envy other people’s children…”

"Cough cough cough cough!!!"

"Hmm?" The confused Mingzhu was extremely worried. "Tong'er, what's wrong with you? Did you catch a cold like what the story says? That shouldn't be the case. We are souls..."

Mingtong simply closed his eyes and stopped looking at the silly dragon.

Anyway, for her sake, Ji Wushuang shouldn't kill her... right?

Ji Wushuang's injuries healed quickly. As she slowly recovered her strength, she was able to control the "world". She simply shook it lightly, sending all the blood around her flying. The blood was not wasted. After falling into the holy world, it transformed into a part of Ji Wushuang again.

Mingzhu said blankly, "Huh? Tong'er...your little disciple has recovered? This 'revolving lantern' is quite intelligent. Could it be that it can understand what we are saying?"

Ji Wushuang raised his eyebrows, and said with a forced smile, "I didn't expect that in your heart, I am not only unlovable, but I can also kill a fly with my eyebrows."

Mingzhu was stunned for a moment and asked blankly: "She can still talk to us?"

Mingtong's mouth twitched slightly, and he raised his hand to pinch its mouth: "Stop talking, Xiao Wushuang is here to save us."

Mingzhu: “???”

save?!

Mingzhu looked around and said in a muffled voice, "Where is the sleeping wonton?" But where is the chaos outside?

Ji Wushuang opened his palm, and a chaos ball formed by the network of heavenly laws suddenly appeared in his hand. A thick and terrifying turbid air flowed inside, which was so strong that it would make Mingzhu's scales explode if he looked at it for a second longer.

"!!!" Mingzhu's eyes narrowed into thin lines, "You, you, you...you took in all this chaotic turbid energy?!"

Ji Wushuang said calmly: "It's not me, it's us."

"You... who are you and?"

"The Way of the Gods, the Way of the Spirits, the Way of the Demons, and the Way of All Beasts."

"???"

Mingzhu still felt like he was on a "revolving lantern"; otherwise, why would he hear such an outrageous answer?

Would the Heavenly Dao of the God Realm, the Heavenly Dao of the Spirit Realm, the Heavenly Dao of the Demon Realm, and the Heavenly Dao of the Myriad Beasts lend their ways to a tiny, tiny brat?!

Let this little brat save them?

No, it would rather believe that this is a revolving lantern.

But Mingtong, as a member of the Demon Realm, was the most familiar with the Demon Realm's aura...

This "Chaos Turbid Pearl" exudes the aura of the demon world.

Not the demon world.

But the demon world.

In other words... the crisis in the Heavenly Demon Realm has been resolved, and the two demon realms have been merged into one again.

Mingtong's eyes widened in disbelief, and he murmured, "Xiao Wushuang... are you saying that the Demon Realm... has healed... and been reborn?"

Ji Wushuang nodded: "Yes, He has reunited as one."

Mingtong couldn't describe her current mood. After a while, she raised her slightly red eyes, opened her arms and hugged Ji Wushuang tightly, saying softly: "Thank you... Wushuang..."

Ji Wushuang was filled with joy.

Although Mingtong is a soul, this is Ji Wushuang's holy world, so she can naturally feel her warmth.

If it were the Ji Wushuang of the past, he might still feel awkward about the hug from an “elder”.

But Feng Ying chased her around and called her "good daughter" and "good baby" every day, so she had already developed a thick skin and learned how to respond to the love of her elders calmly.

Ji Wushuang also raised her hand to hug her back, patted her junior, and said with a smile: "I didn't do anything. It was the efforts of the sentient beings in the Heavenly Demon Realm."

Ming Tong was startled by Ji Wushuang's embrace, and when he let go of her, he said suspiciously, "You seem to have changed..."

Ji Wushuang blinked: "What has changed?"

Mingtong: "You've become thicker-skinned."

Ji Wushuang: “…”

Ming Tong laughed brightly and said, "Really? You used to be embarrassed, shy and awkward, but now you are much more open and frank."

Ji Wushuang nodded seriously: "Yes, it was taught by the elders."

Mingtong's tone was unconsciously sour: "Elder?"

Ji Wushuang smiled and said, "Yes, it's my body, no, it's my mother. She is also looking forward to meeting you."

"Mother?"

"Yes, mother, someone who loves me as much as you do."

"..."

Mingtong met Ji Wushuang's clear and gentle eyes, and the hint of jealousy that her child was snatched away disappeared, replaced by relief and sigh.

The most sincere and lovely child she loved finally welcomed her loving and caring family...

so good.

very nice.