Quick Transmigration: The Charismatic Woman Uses Her Stunning Beauty to Complete Missions

Upon seeing this, a resolute glint flashed in Shen Chumo's eyes.

She bit her tongue, spraying a mouthful of blood onto the Heavenly Thunder Formation.

In an instant, the Heavenly Thunder Array blazed with light, and a massive pillar of lightning shot into the sky, piercing straight through the clouds. Wherever the lightning pillar passed, space was completely torn apart, forming a gigantic black hole.

"Wei Chengfeng, this is your final judgment!" Shen Chumo's voice was icy cold. With a sudden push of her hands, the lightning pillar, carrying a world-destroying momentum, crashed down on Wei Chengfeng.

Wei Chengfeng's pupils shrank suddenly, and a strong sense of fear surged in his heart.

He tried to dodge, but found that his body was as if imprisoned by an invisible force, unable to move an inch.

"No! Impossible!" Wei Chengfeng roared madly, waving his hands and trying to gather more demonic energy to resist the lightning pillar.

However, everything is in vain.

The lightning bolt struck Wei Chengfeng instantly, and a powerful current surged through his entire body. Engulfed by the lightning, Wei Chengfeng's body began to rapidly dissipate, his screams echoing through the perilous place, gradually fading away.

With the disappearance of the lightning pillar, the perilous land returned to peace.

Shen Chumo let out a long sigh of relief, and her tense body finally relaxed.

She gazed at the spot where Wei Chengfeng had disappeared, her eyes revealing a mixture of weariness and relief.

"It's finally over..." Shen Chumo murmured to herself, her body went limp, and she fell toward the ground.

Just then, Tuanzi transformed into a golden streak of light and swiftly caught Shen Chumo.

The lightning in this perilous place gradually dissipated, and sunlight pierced through the clouds, shining on Shen Chumo and Tuanzi, as if drawing a perfect conclusion to this thrilling battle.

After Wei Chengfeng's death, Shen Chumo did not return to Lingtian Sect. Instead, she sent a message to Shen Feng and Lin Shuang, telling them that she would not go back and that this blood relationship was severed.

Shen Chumo, along with Tuanzi, Xiaojian, the artifact spirit, and the newly hatched Gale Falcon, embarked on a journey across this continent.

Wei Chengfeng died. Before his death, he severely damaged the demon race and the cultivation world, which inadvertently brought peace to the next thousand years.

Shen Feng, Lin Yu, Su Yao, Long Yi, and Yun Qisheng all suffered varying degrees of serious injuries in this battle.

After recuperating, Shen Feng's cultivation level regressed, and his lifespan was shortened. Therefore, he voluntarily relinquished his position as sect leader and became sect elders with Lin Shuang, traveling around the world.

They claimed to be traveling, but their real purpose was to find Shen Chumo. However, Shen Chumo was deliberately avoiding them, so how could they possibly find her?

Shen Feng and Lin Shuang both knew in their hearts that their daughter would never forgive them.

A hundred years later, the two entered a secret realm and never came out again.

Su Yao and Luo Chen were the most seriously injured, and although they managed to live for several years, they still passed away.

Before they passed away, they kept hoping for Shen Chumo's appearance by their bedside, hoping to hear Shen Chumo say that she forgave them. Unfortunately, this was just wishful thinking.

Although Long Yi's injuries had healed, his spiritual root was damaged, and he could no longer cultivate. His eyes were filled with pain and resentment. For a cultivator, destroying his spiritual root was equivalent to destroying all his hopes for the rest of his life.

"Retribution, it's all retribution..."

He covered his face, and painful sobs seeped through his fingers. When Shen Chumo's spiritual root was destroyed, he stood by and mercilessly mocked him, exonerated the murderer Shen Li, and even said things like, "It's just that the spiritual root was destroyed."

Now that he is experiencing this pain himself, he understands just how hurtful those words were.

Long Yi left his sect and family, wandering aimlessly.

Later, he arrived at a remote mountain village in the mortal realm. The village had just been ravaged by bandits, leaving the villagers homeless and in dire straits.

Although he could no longer cultivate, his physical abilities remained. Seeing the villagers fighting so desperately to survive, his heart was touched. What had he been so proud of in the past?

He decided to atone for his past sins, so he stayed and helped the villagers rebuild their homes, eventually dying alone in the village.

Lin Yu and Yun Qisheng recovered after treatment, but seeing their master, mistress, and fellow disciples all meet such an end, their spirits were greatly affected, and their cultivation was hindered.

Especially Lin Yu, who used to pride himself on fairness and justice, but in the end he became a knife in someone else's hand, stabbing his beloved junior sister.

Lin Yu often tossed and turned at night, unable to sleep. The injustices and prejudices he had suffered against Shen Chumo in the past were like sharp blades, piercing his heart.

This heavy guilt, like a mountain, weighed him down, making it hard for him to breathe, and also causing him to lose his way on the path of cultivation.

One day, Lin Yu heard the news that Long Yi was silently atoning for his sins in a small mountain village in the mortal realm until his death, and he was deeply moved.

He realized that running away wouldn't solve anything; only by confronting past mistakes could he find redemption.

Therefore, Lin Yu decided to embark on a path of self-redemption, venturing alone into the mortal world.

Lin Yu arrived in a country ravaged by war.

War ravaged this land, and the people lived in misery. Lin Yu used his abilities to build shelters for the displaced people, teach them how to grow crops, and protect them from wild animals.

At first, the people were wary of this suddenly appearing cultivator, but Lin Yu's sincerity and dedication gradually moved them.

In his interactions with the people, Lin Yu witnessed their resilience and kindness, and became increasingly aware of his own past arrogance.

To help the people end the war, Lin Yu traveled between countries, using his wisdom and courage to mediate disputes and ultimately quell the flames of war.

The people were grateful to him, but Lin Yu knew that these insignificant actions could not make up for the mistakes he had made against Shen Chumo.

Years later, Lin Yu ended his travels in the mortal world and returned to the world of cultivation.

He and Yun Qisheng reunited, and looking at each other's weathered faces, they were filled with emotion.

Although their path to self-redemption was arduous, their hearts gradually found peace through this change.

They know that only by learning from past lessons can they avoid repeating the same mistakes.

Meanwhile, Shen Chumo's deeds spread throughout the cultivation world, becoming a legend admired by all. Lin Yu and Yun Qisheng could only offer their blessings from afar, carrying their guilt towards Shen Chumo as they continued on their journey.

At the Medicine Cauldron Peak of the Lingtian Sect, Cheng Lingyu opened the gift sent by Shen Chumo and smiled slightly.

Over the years, he has maintained contact with Shen Chumo.

Every now and then, Cheng Lingyu would leave the sect and go out to train with Shen Chumo, and the two became close friends.

Cheng Lingyu had considered expressing his feelings to Shen Chumo, but Shen Chumo's cultivation was advancing by leaps and bounds. He knew that with his current cultivation level, he was not worthy of her and would only hold her back. Therefore, he kept his love hidden in his heart.

That's fine, at least he's special in Shen Chumo's heart.

As Cheng Lingyu gazed at the tree branches swaying in the wind outside the window, a wave of melancholy washed over her.

The moonlight, like water, fell on his shoulders, reflecting his lonely figure.

After traveling through the cultivation world for hundreds of years, Shen Chumo finally sensed one night that the spiritual energy in the world was surging towards her like ten thousand rivers flowing into the sea.

Purple-gold tribulation clouds rapidly gathered in the sky, with lightning dancing wildly in the churning clouds and emitting deafening roars, as if announcing to the entire cultivation world the arrival of an extraordinary transformation.

At that moment, Shen Chumo was atop the Misty Peak. The peak was swaying violently in the gale, and the surrounding trees were blown about, creaking and groaning.

Her white robes fluttered in the wind, her long black hair danced wildly, but her eyes remained calm as water, reflecting the churning clouds of calamity.

"They're here," Shen Chumo murmured softly, her voice low but carrying an undeniable firmness.

The first lightning bolt, carrying earth-shattering power, crashed down. Shen Chumo waved her jade hand, and a radiant immortal sword instantly appeared from its sheath. Runes flashed on the sword's blade, radiating brilliant light.

She stepped on the Seven Stars, her figure as swift as lightning, charging straight upwards to meet the tribulation lightning. The lightning collided with the sword energy, bursting forth with dazzling light, distorting and deforming the surrounding air.

As the lightning bolts struck one after another, Shen Chumo's clothes gradually tore apart, her body covered in wounds, and blood stained her skin. But her eyes grew brighter, and every swing of her sword carried an indomitable spirit.

On the distant Yaoding Peak of the Lingtian Sect, Cheng Lingyu sensed an unusual fluctuation of spiritual energy in the world, and her heart tightened suddenly.

He looked up towards the direction of Misty Peak, where the light of the lightning tribulation illuminated the area as if it were daytime.

"It's Chu Mo!" Cheng Lingyu's expression changed drastically, and without hesitation, she flew towards Misty Peak on her sword.

When he arrived, Shen Chumo was enduring the final lightning tribulation.

This lightning tribulation was even more terrifying than the previous ones, as if it could destroy the entire world.

Cheng Lingyu was extremely anxious. He stood outside the circle, but he knew that now was not the time for him to intervene. He could only clench his fists, his eyes fixed on Shen Chumo's figure, his heart surging violently with the rise and fall of the lightning tribulation.

A number of cultivators had already gathered near Misty Peak. They looked up at the breathtaking lightning tribulation in the sky, whispering and discussing among themselves.

At this moment, the entire Misty Peak was shrouded in dense tribulation clouds, and the lightning tribulation, accompanied by blinding lightning, struck down with a world-destroying pressure.

Shen Chumo took a deep breath, gathered all her spiritual power into the tip of her sword, and unleashed a deafening roar: "Break!" With this roar, her sword energy, like a dazzling galaxy, broke through the lightning tribulation and soared into the sky.

In an instant, the calamity clouds dissipated, and peace returned to the world.

A soft light descended from the sky, enveloping Shen Chumo.

As the light gradually faded, everyone looked up nervously and saw Shen Chumo floating in mid-air, surrounded by a soft golden light.

Her injuries healed rapidly, her face became even more stunning, her skin radiated a jade-like glow, and every gesture she made exuded an aura of otherworldly grace.

"She succeeded! She ascended successfully!" A gasp of amazement erupted from the crowd.

Cheng Lingyu looked at Shen Chumo, her eyes filled with relief and reluctance.

Shen Chumo slowly opened his eyes, his gaze sweeping over Cheng Lingyu below, as if piercing through the distance of space, and their eyes met.

At this moment, a thousand words are left unsaid.

Shen Chumo raised her jade hand and gently waved it, sending a jade pendant emitting a soft light flying towards Cheng Lingyu.

“Cheng Lingyu, this jade pendant contains my cultivation insights and a wisp of my divine soul imprint. It can save your life in a moment of crisis. We... will meet again if fate allows.”

Shen Chumo's voice, like heavenly music, drifted over.

As the words fell, Shen Chumo's figure gradually became transparent and finally disappeared into the dazzling light.

Cheng Lingyu reached out and caught the jade pendant, holding it tightly in her hand. She stared in the direction where Shen Chumo had disappeared, unable to come back to her senses for a long time.