The Lord God is kneeling on the washboard again

At this time, in the Regent's Palace, Xing Xuanli came out of the space after finishing her training. She was wearing a light pink dress. The texture of the dress was as soft as mist, swaying slightly with her movements, as if it had a layer of hazy halo.

Her hair was slightly messy, but it didn't diminish her grace at all, instead adding a touch of casual beauty. Xing Xuanli's face was rosy from her training, and her eyes were bright as stars, revealing determination and confidence.

She parted her red lips and exhaled a breath, as if releasing the exhaustion of her training. Her pale pink dress made her skin look even more delicate and charming, just like snow.

Xing Xuanli stretched her arms slightly, feeling the fresh air outside, a faint smile on her lips. At this moment, she was like a newly blossomed peach blossom, fresh and unworldly, with an irresistible charm.

On the other side, in Lingxiao Sect, Luo Lingshan was also practicing in seclusion.

She was in a dark, quiet chamber. Glowing gemstones inlaid the walls, providing a modicum of light within the confined space. Luo Lingshan sat on the floor, her expression solemn, her eyes closed, completely absorbed in her cultivation.

Her breathing was steady and deep, each inhalation and exhalation seeming to communicate with the surrounding spiritual energy. Sweat continued to seep from her forehead, sliding down her cheeks and dripping onto the ground, but it did not disrupt her rhythm in the slightest.

Luo Lingshan formed complex hand seals, the zhenqi in her body surging like a surging tide. She silently recited the mantras of her cultivation, trying to break through the current bottleneck.

During this long period of training, Luo Lingshan's consciousness seemed to enter a state of emptiness, and the clamor of the outside world had nothing to do with her. She was solely focused on improving her own strength, so that she could defeat Xing Xuanli in the decisive battle in three months.

As time went on, Luo Lingshan's aura grew stronger, and the spiritual energy in the secret room began to swirl around her crazily. However, she still did not relax at all, and continued to squeeze her potential, moving towards a higher realm.

Now she is already at the second level of Golden Core, while Xing Xuanli is only at the eighth level of Foundation Establishment.

Luo Lingshan was well aware of her realm advantage and couldn't help but feel secretly proud. She thought, "Hmph, Xing Xuanli, with your lowly realm, how can you possibly compete with me? In the decisive battle in three months, I will surely win easily."

Xing Xuanli, on the other hand, although aware of the vast difference in realm between herself and Luo Lingshan, showed no fear or retreat. She silently vowed in her heart, "The gap in realm isn't insurmountable. I will redouble my efforts and impress everyone in the final battle."

Whenever Luo Lingshan took a break from training, she would think of Xing Xuanli, whose realm was far below her own, and she felt that victory was within reach. Meanwhile, Xing Xuanli, through her diligent training day after day, constantly sought opportunities for breakthroughs and improved her strength.

The people around them were buzzing with discussion about the impending decisive battle. Some favored Luo Lingshan, believing her realm advantage would determine the outcome; others, moved by Xing Xuanli's perseverance, hoped she could perform a miracle. Regardless of the outside world's speculation, both men were preparing for the final battle, awaiting the moment of the final showdown.

It was nighttime in Yun Mohan's (Nangong Han's) study in the Prince Regent's Mansion. In the quiet atmosphere, the flickering candlelight illuminated the books filling the room and the unfinished documents on the desk.

At this moment, a subtle fluctuation in aura alerted Yun Mohan (Nangong Han). He narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression instantly becoming fierce. To avoid causing a commotion, Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) used telepathy to convey a message to the visitor: "Since you're here, don't be sneaky. Come out, Siming Xingjun."

After a moment of silence, a figure slowly stepped out from the shadows. Siming Xingjun, dressed in a black robe and with a respectful smile on his face, looked at Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) and said, "Little Immortal, I greet His Majesty the Divine Lord."

Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) snorted coldly: "Si Ming Xingjun, what brings you here so late at night?"

Seeing that Siming was silent, Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) continued, "Even if you don't say it, I know it." His voice was cold and majestic, and his eyes pierced Siming Star Lord like a sharp sword.

Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) said coldly: "Just because you see me and Duanmu Li happily together, you can't sit still?" His eyes were like cold stars, emitting a cold light, staring straight at Siming Xingjun.

The Star Lord Siming felt the pressing gaze and his heart trembled. He hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, please calm down. This little fairy... this little fairy..." He was so nervous that he was incoherent and didn't know how to respond.

Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) snorted coldly, his tone growing colder. "Hmph, do you think I don't know what you're thinking? Could it be that you can't bear to see me being even slightly satisfied?"

Siming Xingjun quickly knelt down and kowtowed, saying: "God, please understand, I have no such intention. It's just that the above... the above..."

Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) shouted angrily, "That's enough! Stop using this incident to try to evade me. What are your intentions behind interfering so recklessly?"

Siming Xingjun trembled with fear and said in a trembling voice, "God, I really don't know. I was only ordered to come here to check the situation and report back truthfully."

Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) looked at me with a sharp gaze, and gritted his teeth as he said, "Go back and tell them that it's not their place to dictate what happens to me!"

Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) stared at Siming Xingjun with a sharp gaze, and said in a cold tone, "You said Luo Lingshan is my destined wife? That's simply ridiculous!"

Siming Xingjun was captivated by Yun Mohan's aura, and his body trembled slightly.

Siming Xingjun said in panic: "God, please calm down. Perhaps there is a deeper meaning in this. I really don't know."

Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) had a stern expression, his gaze piercing Siming Xingjun like a sword, and he said sternly, "You don't even know the story you wrote?"

Siming Xingjun's face turned pale and he knelt hurriedly to explain, "Please calm down, God. Although I wrote that storybook, many of the arrangements were not decided by me. I was just following orders and writing according to the instructions. I really don't know the deeper meaning behind it!"

Yun Mo snorted coldly, his tone filled with disdain. "What a fool! You're the author of this story, yet you know nothing about the key points. How can you be convincing?"

Siming Xingjun's body trembled even more violently, and he cried in a voice that was filled with tears: "God, I am loyal to you and would never dare to deceive you. The higher-ups only gave me a general framework to create according to. I really don't know the specific reason!"

Yun Mohan shouted angrily, "Then what's the point of your so-called storybook? It's just a tool for others to manipulate!"

Siming Xingjun kowtowed repeatedly and begged, "God, please spare my life. I am helpless. I hope the God will understand!"

Yun Mohan crossed his arms, his gaze still icy. "Hmph, I'll spare you for now. But go back and tell those who ordered you there that my fate is not something they can control at will!"

Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) frowned slightly, a hint of worry on his face, and muttered to himself, "I wonder how Li'er is doing now. In three months, she will compete with Luo Lingshan."

He paced back and forth in his study, his mind racing. Thinking of Duanmu Li's resolute gaze and unyielding will, Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) felt both relieved and worried. Luo Lingshan was already at the second level of the Golden Core Realm, while Duanmu Li was only at the eighth level of the Foundation Establishment Realm. This vast disparity in realm made this duel full of uncertainties.

"Li'er has always been stubborn. She must be practicing very hard." Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) sighed softly, "But the gap is too big. Can she hope to break through in just three months?"

A gentle breeze blew, blowing petals off the branches. Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) looked at the falling petals, his worry growing even stronger. He knew the importance of this duel to Duanmu Li. It wasn't just about winning or losing, but also about her dignity and future.

"No matter what, I will be by her side to support her." Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) swore secretly, his eyes full of determination.

Xing Xuanli and Yun Mohan (Nangong Han)'s bedroom is talking to the little girl floating in the air

"Master, you and Luo Lingshan are about to have a big battle. I'm afraid Luo Lingshan is cheating in secret. After all, she has a system." The little girl's voice was full of worry.

Xing Xuanli, however, looked determined and said, "She has a system, and I have you, don't I?"

The little girl was stunned at first, then her tone became firm: "Master, I will definitely help you with all my strength!"

Xing Xuanli smiled softly: "I believe we can handle everything."

Master, your child’s father is here, I’m leaving.

As soon as the little girl finished her words, she instantly transformed into a ray of light and disappeared. Xing Xuanli was slightly startled, but before she could react further, Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) had already walked into the bedroom.

When Xing Xuanli saw Yun Mohan, her expression became unnatural for a moment, but she quickly returned to her usual calmness and said, "You're back."

Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) glanced around, as if he noticed something strange, but he didn't ask any more questions. He just smiled and said: Li'er, it's so late, why haven't you rested yet?

Xing Xuanli was secretly worried, wondering if Yun Mohan had heard her conversation with the little girl. But seeing that Yun Mohan looked normal, she felt relieved.

Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) looked at Xing Xuanli and said slowly, "The battle is coming, are you ready?"

Xing Xuanli bit her lip and replied firmly, "Don't worry, I will do my best."

Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) nodded slightly, his eyes filled with scrutiny and tenderness: "That's great. Don't let your efforts go to waste. I believe in you."

Yun Mohan said this, walked over to Xing Xuanli and sat down, gently holding her hand and giving her an encouraging look.

Time flies, and before I knew it, three months have passed.

For Xing Xuanli and Luo Lingshan, every day of these three months was filled with tension and anticipation. Xing Xuanli practiced almost non-stop, constantly pushing her limits. With incredible perseverance and talent, she had already advanced from the Foundation Establishment Stage to the Golden Core Stage. There was no longer any trace of uncertainty in her eyes, only unwavering determination and a thirst for victory.

Luo Lingshan also didn't slack off. She was well aware of Xing Xuanli's efforts and knew she couldn't let her guard down. Building on her existing second-level Golden Core realm, she further consolidated and improved her strength, ensuring she would have the upper hand in the decisive battle.

The day of the decisive battle finally arrived. The sky was thick with dark clouds, as if they were also solemnly preparing for this fierce duel. Xing Xuanli, dressed in white and holding a longsword, stood tall and straight on the duel field. Her gaze was firm and fearless as she stared directly at Luo Lingshan across from her.

Luo Lingshan, dressed in red, looked heroic, the magical weapon in her hand gleaming with dazzling light. She looked at Xing Xuanli with a scornful smile, thinking to herself, "Even if you work hard for three months, you won't be able to defeat me."

At Lingwu Square, the presiding elder asked the two to test their spiritual roots and cultivation levels.

At this moment, the square was packed with people, the atmosphere tense and heated. Everyone craned their necks, anticipating the results of the test.

Xing Xuanli and Luo Lingshan stepped forward and stood on the spiritual test balls that measured their spiritual roots and cultivation levels respectively.

Luo Lingshan's spiritual roots are extremely rare, heavenly spiritual roots. This type of spiritual root possesses an extraordinary affinity, allowing it to more efficiently absorb and transform the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Those with heavenly spiritual roots often achieve twice the result with half the effort on their cultivation path, and because of this, Luo Lingshan displayed extraordinary talent from the very beginning of her practice.

Luo Lingshan has reached the second stage of the Golden Core stage. The spiritual energy within her is as powerful as a mighty river, and every time she practices a technique, it resonates with the surrounding spiritual energy. Her spiritual energy is pure and powerful, making her a leader among cultivators of her level. This level of cultivation allows her to easily defeat most opponents, and it also fills her with confidence and fortitude as she faces the upcoming showdown with Xing Xuanli.

Xing Xuanli possessed an astonishing Chaos Body. This physique was mysterious and powerful. Legend had it that the Chaos Body could contain and fuse spiritual energy of various attributes, allowing its path of cultivation to have no obvious bottlenecks or limitations.

Xing Xuanli, who possessed a Chaos Body, showed amazing potential and adaptability during her cultivation. She was able to quickly absorb and refine the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, transforming it into her own cultivation. Although her cultivation had previously lagged behind Luo Lingshan, she successfully broke through to the Golden Core Stage in just three months thanks to her Chaos Body.

On the eve of the decisive battle with Luo Lingshan, the powerful force contained in Xing Xuanli's chaotic body is gradually being stimulated, like a giant beast about to awaken, waiting to display unparalleled power in battle.

The presiding elder said, "Luo Lingshan, a single-line spiritual root, attributed to fire."

As soon as the words fell, the square erupted in an uproar. Everyone was amazed at Luo Lingshan's exceptional spiritual talent. Her fire-attributed spiritual roots meant she would achieve twice the result with half the effort when practicing fire-attributed techniques, and her attack power was even more astonishing.

Luo Lingshan raised her head slightly, her face filled with pride. She enjoyed the envious and awe-inspiring gazes of the crowd, and her heart was filled with confidence that she would win the upcoming decisive battle.

At this moment, everyone's eyes turned to Xing Xuanli, curious about how extraordinary her spiritual roots were.