Fantasy: The Second Miss Said She Was Ordinary

Hearing the surging prayers, Qin Youyou could almost foresee that her faith points were about to skyrocket.

She can do a hundred pulls without even flinching, let alone ten.

When the time comes, and she manages to seize all the other divine attributes, wouldn't she be able to roam the world with a single command?

My heart started pounding with excitement! Ah, how exciting! I can't wait!

She quickly processed another wave of prayers.

Gradually, I realized something was wrong.

These prayers are simply endless! As soon as one wave ends, another begins, like the rising tide on the coast, wave after wave, without end.

Moreover, high-quality prayers are extremely rare; most prayers only increase her score by twenty to fifty points.

To achieve a substantial increase in faith points, Qin Youyou had to work overtime 996, constantly processing the prayers of the beastmen.

"Ah! It's exploded!" Qin Youyou scratched her head: "How do other gods handle the prayers of their believers?"

She went to consult her learned and talented maternal uncle, Wei Yun.

Wei Yun stared suspiciously at Qin Youyou's rooster-comb hairstyle.

Just now, on the crystal ball, he saw the phantom of the Beast God descending upon the second heaven.

The more I look at it, the more I feel that the rooster-like hair in the shadowy figure looks so much like my niece.

Now, with his niece asking him questions about gods, things are even more bizarre.

Qin Youyou looked completely innocent: "What's wrong, Uncle? Do I have flowers growing in my hair?"

Wei Yun: "Don't you have anything to say to me?"

"Yes, didn't I just ask you how God handles the prayers of believers?"

Okay, they won't say.

This young girl is unaware that she has already given herself away completely.

Wei Yun didn't ask any more questions and answered seriously: "According to ancient records, gods have thousands of avatars. Presumably, it wouldn't be difficult for them to handle the prayers of believers with one avatar."

Qin Youyou was jolted awake, instantly snapping to attention.

Yup!

Once she cultivates to the peak of the God of War realm, she can create five clones, and then someone will help her with the work.

Within the same plane, the main body has absolute control over the clone. With just a thought, the main body can share everything happening in the mental sea with the clone. At that time, she can use the clone to deal with the overloaded information in her mind. How wonderful!

Just do it.

She immediately handed over the affairs of this branch hall to her eldest uncle, Wei Yun, returned to her room, and plunged into the Mirror of Light.

Looking at her mature and aloof self in the mirror, Qin Youyou knelt down with a thud, grabbing the other person's skirt: "Come on, Master, please ravage me!"

The other party asked coldly, "Are you sure?"

Qin Youyou blinked her big, bright eyes: "I'm sure!"

"Let's begin, the third level, the Breakthrough Mantra!"

"Splitting open the heavens to seize the essence of stars, shattering the abyss to break the cycle of calamity."

"The seven emotions temper the sharpness of the Dao, and the six desires ignite the lamp to forge the soul wheel."

When the Four Symbols collapse, Yin and Yang shatter; when the Five Elements perish, chaos remains.

"Through the eternal night, swallowing the ashes of calamity, one finally realizes the original, immaculate body!"

Qin Youyou repeated the incantation, and black flames ignited around her.

The white mist in the chaotic dantian began to spin rapidly, and a vast amount of spiritual energy was released as it circulated, allowing the person to enter a profound realm.

time flies.

Three days and three nights have passed in the blink of an eye.

Qin Youyou has advanced from the Battle Master to the late stage of the Battle King!

But she has no intention of stopping!

In the mirror, the stunningly beautiful woman, whose features were identical to Qin Youyou's but who was more mature and aloof, was starting to lose her composure.

Looking at the girl who was still immersed in cultivation and was being burned by the flames, a rare look of kindness appeared on her usually cold face.

She said with concern, "Are you alright? If you're tired, go out and rest."

Qin Youyou: "Master, I can still do it."

The master hesitated for a moment, then said, "You're still young. It's already quite remarkable that you could endure for three days and three nights. There's no need to push yourself too hard."

Qin Youyou: "I didn't force myself, Master. I know you feel sorry for me, but you have to believe me!"

The master gritted his teeth: "Of course I believe in you, but a little relaxation will help you improve next time."

Qin Youyou was deeply moved: "Master, you love me so much and care about me so much. I will always remember your kindness to me, but I will continue to work hard!"

Master almost fainted.

Was she feeling sorry for the girl?

She was feeling sorry for herself!

While her disciple was cultivating, all the prayers from the beast race were dumped on her, the master, to handle.

But because of her aloof and cold persona, she was too embarrassed to tell this young girl about her pain.

"My disciple must be exhausted to be so numb and tireless. Be good, go out and rest."

"Not tired!" Qin Youyou's eyes were bright.

Only a fool would go out. Once you go out, you'll have to work, unlike here where someone helps you with your work, and you can even improve your skills.

Moreover, the further she cultivated, the stronger her body's endurance and patience became, making cultivation easier for her.

For her, cultivation had transformed from one-sided sadism into a wonderful date between lovers—you gently whip me and I let out a shy howl.

The master insisted, "I think you're tired."

Qin Youyou said with an air of authority: "I don't care what you think, I care what I think."

She clenched her fist and used it as a microphone to her mouth: "I'm not tired at all, I've been practicing for three days and three nights!"

"I'm not tired at all; I've been practicing for three days and three nights!"

"Three days and three nights in the dead of night! Beep beep beep beep beep beep!"

The beautiful master was speechless: "What the hell?"

Qin Youyou exclaimed in surprise, "You haven't heard a song that reveals your age? Are you older than me?"

He then adopted an attitude of not wanting to argue with her: "Forget it, forget it, I have nothing to talk about with you young people. I'll just continue my cultivation."

Master: ...

After Qin Youyou entered the Mirror of Light, it was able to reflect all her subconscious thoughts. Therefore, everything she could hear, her master could also hear. The two of them were connected in spirit.

After Qin Youyou entered meditation, her beautiful master had to deal with the messy prayers echoing around them.

All the decisions she made could be reflected back into Qin Youyou's mind through the Mirror of Light, which was equivalent to the decisions of the Beast God.

At this moment, countless prayers echoed in my ears, buzzing and humming.

The beautiful woman's usually cool expression cracked; she pressed her temples, as if she were on the verge of death.

She really wanted to kick Qin Youyou out of the Mirror of Light.

But she was merely a lingering shadow in the depths of her spiritual sea; she couldn't do it.

So angry!

After four days and three nights of hard work, I cultivated diligently for a total of seven days and six nights.

"Ah! I'm exhausted. How come I'm only at the early stage of Battle Saint?" A scream rang out in the mirror.

Little did they know that their progress, measured in days, was already enough to crush all the geniuses in the world.

Even a genius like Xiao Feiyun could only look up to him.

Qin Youyou shook her head in disappointment, stood up, and saw her master, who looked haggard and had dark circles under his eyes, slumped in a corner of the mirror.

He kept muttering, "I'm deaf, I'm deaf, I'm deaf..."