Fantasy: The Counterattack of the Female Sovereign

Song Yao stood in the ruins of the shop, her emotions mixed as the black-clad man's attack was easily blocked by the mysterious old man. The old man's power was unfathomable, and the black-clad man's defeat seemed only the beginning. Hao Jin stood beside her, his eyes gleaming with worry and determination.

"Song Yao, are you okay?" Hao Jin's voice broke the silence.

Song Yao shook her head, her eyes falling on the mysterious old man. "I'm fine, but we need to know who he is."

The old man smiled slightly, his eyes revealing a hint of deep meaning. "My name is not important to you. What is important is, are you willing to accept my guidance and become a true female master?" His voice was filled with an irresistible majesty.

Song Yao took a deep breath. She knew this was a rare opportunity, but she also knew that it might mean a greater challenge. She nodded, indicating that she was willing to accept the old man's guidance.

Under the meticulous and patient guidance of the seasoned and profoundly wise elder, Song Yao, with an unwavering resolve, resolutely embarked on the ever more arduous and arduous journey of cultivation. Each time she devoted herself to cultivation, she felt a tangible sense of her long-dormant power, flowing through her like a gurgling stream. Through each tempering and accumulation, her strength steadily grew. At the same time, she could clearly sense her connection to the vast world, like a vine, constantly extending in all directions, the connection becoming ever closer and deeper.

As for Hao Jin, he might have been an ordinary person, but after being deeply moved by Song Yao's unique temperament and unremitting efforts, he was like a soul awakened from its long slumber, and resolutely joined the arduous training. Under Song Yao's influence, like a beacon, the power that had been dormant within him began to awaken like a dormant dragon, slowly stirring within his body, as if it could break out of its cocoon at any moment and display unprecedented power.

However, just as Song Yao was immersed in her cultivation, an uninvited guest appeared in front of her: Sun Xiaomei, Hao Jin's cousin, a willful and unruly woman, her eyes full of jealousy and disdain.

"Are you Song Yao?" Sun Xiaomei's voice was sharp and provocative. "I heard that you have won the favor of my cousin, but I don't believe there is anything special about you."

Song Yao stood up, her eyes calm and determined. "Sun Xiaomei, I didn't deliberately seek Hao Jin's attention. We just help each other and grow together."

Sun Xiaomei sneered, her eyes filled with disdain. "Who do you think you are? A commoner woman, how dare you stand with my cousin?" Her voice was filled with provocation.

Sun Xiaomei launched a sudden attack like an enraged cheetah. Her seemingly fragile frame erupted with astonishing strength. While not as powerful as Song Yao's, the ruthlessness and cunningness of her attack seemed as if it carried a deadly poison, making it impossible to defend against.

Song Yao, like a sword weathered by storm, reacted swiftly to Sun Xiaomei's attacks. Her normally hidden strength seemed to ignite with each fierce clash, slowly growing. She could clearly feel the power within her awakening, a feeling like a long-dormant dragon finally opening its eyes, ready to reveal its unparalleled majesty and power. She gripped her weapon tightly, her eyes revealing determination and resolve, and she vowed to defeat Sun Xiaomei and protect all she held dear.

Hao Jin stood aside, his eyes flashing with worry and anger. "Sun Xiaomei, enough! Song Yao is not your enemy. Your jealousy will only make you lose yourself."

Sun Xiaomei's expression changed, and a trace of pain and struggle flashed in her eyes. "Cousin, you actually blame me for this woman?" Her voice trembled.

Hao Jin took a deep breath, his eyes filled with determination. "Sun Xiaomei, Song Yao is my partner. I won't allow you to hurt her."

Sun Xiaomei's attacks became increasingly frantic, her strength growing stronger as she was fueled by anger and jealousy. Song Yao felt the pressure, but she didn't back down. Her strength grew with each encounter, and she could feel her power constantly awakening.

At this moment, the mysterious old man suddenly appeared on the battlefield, and his strength easily blocked Sun Xiaomei's attack. "That's enough, Sun Xiaomei. Your strength shouldn't be used in this place."

Sun Xiaomei's expression changed, and a hint of fear flashed in her eyes. "Who...who are you?"

The mysterious old man smiled slightly, his eyes revealing a hint of deep meaning. "I am Song Yao's mentor. I will not allow you to hurt her."

Sun Xiaomei's face turned pale. She knew she was no match for the old man. She turned and fled the battlefield, but her eyes were full of resentment and anger.

Song Yao stood on the battlefield, her emotions mixed. She knew that Sun Xiaomei's challenge was just the beginning, and she had to become stronger to face future challenges. Hao Jin stood beside her, his eyes gleaming with worry and determination.

"Song Yao, are you okay?" Hao Jin's voice trembled slightly.

Song Yao nodded, her eyes full of determination. "I'm fine, but I have to get stronger."

The mysterious old man stood before them, his eyes filled with meaning. "Song Yao, your power has begun to awaken, but this is only the beginning. You will face greater challenges, and you must be prepared."

Song Yao took a deep breath. She knew the old man was telling the truth. She had to become stronger to face the challenges ahead.

At this moment, a powerful force suddenly came from afar, and the whole city was shaken. Song Yao's face changed. She could feel the power and danger of this force.

"What is this?" Song Yao's voice trembled slightly.

The mysterious old man's already slightly weathered face was now shrouded in a haze, his expression growing even more solemn. A faint light flickered in his deep eyes, and within that light, a hint of deep worry lingered. That worry, like a thread, entwined itself in his heart, causing his expression to tense.

"This is definitely a sign of a heavenly tribulation, Song Yao." The old man's voice was low and hoarse, and every word seemed to carry endless meaning. "You must be fully prepared to face the challenges that are about to come like a tidal wave. This heavenly tribulation is unlike anything you have experienced before. It will be the most difficult hurdle in your life, and it can even be said to be the greatest challenge you have ever faced."

Song Yao stood there, feeling a surge of uneasiness as strong as the waves of the ocean. She could clearly feel her heartbeat accelerating, as if it was about to burst through her chest. She knew very well what this heavenly tribulation meant to her. It was not just a test, but also a matter of life and death. If she could not successfully survive this heavenly tribulation, then only death would await her. Therefore, she had to become stronger, strong enough to withstand the wrath of thunder between heaven and earth, strong enough to survive this catastrophe. She silently clenched her fists, a determined light flashing in her eyes. She told herself that no matter what was waiting for her ahead, she would not retreat. She would definitely go all out to meet this unprecedented challenge.