I am just a mortal, why do you all worship me as a saint?

Chapter 90: Xiao Ling's Breakthrough

Gu Heng had guessed that she would ask this question, so he smiled and took out another piece of medicinal mud.

"I'll soak you one more time. You'll have to wait for the rest. You can't rely on external forces to train all the time. You need to cultivate your internal strength more."

Qin Yiyao nodded gratefully, muttered a few words of thanks, and after finishing dinner, she couldn't wait to run back to her room to take a bath.

Gu Heng stayed downstairs to clean up the dishes and wash the little girl's clothes from yesterday...

Actually, Shang Xiong was right.

I really do look like a servant.

But he was also very enthusiastic. After all, he had gone from living alone to living with a maid. Gu Heng suddenly enjoyed the busyness of managing household affairs. It was as if he had returned to the time when he first awakened the system, and his fighting spirit and positive attitude had returned.

Although only a little bit has returned.

……

The night was deep, the moon hung in the sky, and its clear light bathed the earth.

The gate of the Nianling Sect.

It was already past midnight, but the atmosphere in the main hall of the sect was heavy. Sect Master Zhu Ling and the three elders under him were all sitting upright. There were only the four of them in the hall, and they were the four strongest people in the Nianling Sect besides the Supreme Elder Xiao Ling.

"..."

Zhu Ling closed his eyes and remained silent, his hands clasped together, his fingers occasionally brushing against each other, his brows furrowing from time to time, revealing his turbulent emotions.

The other three elders also wore anxious expressions. At that moment, in the forbidden area behind the Nianling Sect's mountain, the Supreme Elder Xiaoling was using an eighth-grade Qianlong Pill to attempt his tribulation breakthrough.

Today is the third day.

If all goes well, Xiao Ling will break through the shackles that have plagued him for over a hundred years and embark on his tribulation tonight!

He became the seventh Tribulation Transcending Realm expert in the Sun Flame Dynasty!

At this moment, on the table in front of Zhu Ling, there was a letter requesting to fight!

"metropolitan."

In the end, it was the Third Elder, Wu Rong, who could not suppress the particularly quiet yet anxious atmosphere and spoke in a low voice.

"speak."

Zhu Ling slightly raised her eyes and said indifferently.

"Shouldn't we prepare some backup plans so that our Nianling Sect can still preserve some seeds of existence after the Supreme Elder's defeat..."

Should we preserve some embers? If the Supreme Elder fails to transcend the tribulation, the destruction of the Nianling Sect will be inevitable. But this is a sect, not a family, and there are no kinship ties to bind us together.

If the sect were to disband, the disciples would naturally seek refuge elsewhere.

When a sect is weakened, its disciples will naturally seek a better way out; this is only human nature.

If there are disciples who have deep feelings for the sect and are unwilling to submit, Huang Li will kill them without hesitation. As for the rest... hmph.

Preserving the flame... such an idea is meaningless.

Just as a hint of dissatisfaction appeared in Zhu Ling's eyes, it was the First Elder, Mu Chong, who spoke first—this old man, who looked even older than Wu Rong, with an orange-peel-like face and withered hands, chuckled:

"Old Wu, you're not trying to preserve the Nianling Sect's legacy, you're just trying to find a stable way for your bastard grandson to make a living, aren't you?"

Those present were all well aware of how much Wu Rong spoiled and pampered his good-for-nothing grandson, Wu Jie. This guy's words were loaded with meaning.

And it wasn't even anything nice to say.

Faced with the Grand Elder's sarcastic remarks, Wu Rong was not intimidated and retorted, "How come I heard that your granddaughter left the Nianling Sect yesterday to go to Chiyun Prefecture to find your brother who is an official?"

"It's just letting her visit her great-uncle, why are you making such a fuss?"

Mu Chong sneered.

"Both of you shut up."

As soon as Zhu Ling spoke, a scorching aura made the hall feel like a furnace, making it even more unbearable.

He looked up, then tapped the letter of request for battle heavily with his finger.

"That Huang Li has written a notice about his battle with the Supreme Elder tomorrow and has already sent it out! Every force with any standing in the entire Kuyun Prefecture is probably heading to Jingku Valley by now." "We cannot avoid this battle. The Supreme Elder cannot afford to lose. If he does, the Nianling Sect will surely perish!"

Zhu Ling stood up, looked around, and said coldly, "You two are still here, causing trouble for others over such useless trifles!"

Mu Chong and Wu Rong both quieted down at this point. The sect leader's anger was too much for the two of them to handle together. Seeing that the two old guys had finally stopped arguing, Zhu Ling restrained his aura and sat back down in his seat.

But at this moment, the expressions on the faces of all four people suddenly changed!

Because they sensed that a vast amount of spiritual energy was being rapidly drawn away and flowing towards the forbidden area behind the mountain.

The group exchanged glances, rushed out of the main hall, leaped onto the roof, and gazed towards the direction of the back mountain. Under the dark night sky, the wind and clouds surged, as if an unfathomable vortex was forming. In the center of that vortex, a dragon soul seemed to be soaring in the void, its entire body shrouded in dense purple energy!

Above the sky, dark clouds rolled in. The swirling clouds pressed closer and closer, as if they were about to crash down at any moment.

The already gloomy night sky appeared even more eerie and mysterious. In the distance, people could even faintly hear the muffled thunder mixed in with the booming sound!

Above Xiaoling, there were also streaks of silver lightning, as thick as pillars and as winding as snakes.

The sight captivated the elders present.

Strange phenomena have appeared in the heavens and earth.

This is a sign of a breakthrough.

Zhu Ling and the others dared not breathe, their hearts pounding as they gazed into the distance at the place where spiritual energy gathered.

Xiao Ling stood in the pitch-black world, his clothes fluttering wildly in the wind!

"Om~"

A flash of purple light! A strange fluctuation emanated from Xiao Ling's body, as if some kind of constraint had been broken in that instant!

A vast, majestic, and domineering aura instantly permeated the entire Nianling Sect mountain gate!

The spiritual energy between heaven and earth surged wildly!

As if boiling, it frantically gathered around Xiao Ling.

Xiao Ling's divine sense expanded, taking the entire sect into his mind.

"Hulala-"

A massive vortex gradually formed around Xiao Ling. He waved his hands, and countless spiritual energies were drawn into his body as the vortex contracted. A strange fluctuation emanated from Xiao Ling's body.

The seventh Tribulation Transcending cultivator of the Sun Flame Dynasty has appeared.

Seeing this, Zhu Ling and the others finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"May Heaven bless my Nianling Sect!" he laughed loudly. The commotion caused by Xiao Ling's breakthrough was so great that many disciples who were sleeping or meditating were awakened in the middle of the night. They went outside and saw the strange and illusory phenomenon in the night sky.

Hearing their sect leader's ecstatic voice, they understood.

"May Heaven bless my Nianling Sect!!"

Countless voices converged in the night.

With Xiao Ling entering the Tribulation Transcending stage, the outcome of tomorrow's Battle of Jingku Valley will be shrouded in mystery. Until the very last moment, no one will know what will happen.