Genius in the whole system: The useless young lady dominates the world

"I agree!" Lu Lingyun was the first to speak, his aged face filled with determination.

"We are willing to dedicate everything for the Nine Realms!" Zi Sang Gu Cheng, Bai Ze, Lan Yuan and others responded one after another.

"Roar—" Huan Yue, You Ming, and other contracted partners unhesitatingly poured their power into Lu Ling Xi Yao.

In an instant, the entire Void Realm was filled with various colored lights, which were the powers of all races and beings from the Nine Realms. They gathered into torrents and surged into Lu Lingxi Yao's body.

Lu Lingxi felt an unprecedented surge of power within her body. Her eyes shone with unwavering determination. She knew that this was the last hope of the Nine Realms, and she could not fail!

"Divine Punishment of Creation, Unity of All Realms!"

Lu Lingxi Yao poured all her power into the Flying Snow Sword, which emitted a sword cry that shook the heavens and earth, transforming into a seven-colored divine sword that stretched across the sky and earth. With supreme majesty that could purify everything and reshape the universe, it slashed fiercely at the evil god!

"Boom—boom—"

An energy explosion erupted at the center of the void, as the seven-colored divine light clashed violently with the dark evil energy.

The handsome man, who was actually an evil god, finally froze his wicked smile, replaced by endless fear and resentment.

"No...I...will not perish..."

With his final, desperate roar, his body, along with the all-consuming dark vortex, shattered inch by inch under the purification of the seven-colored divine light, and vanished completely from this world.

However, after Lu Lingxi Yao unleashed this earth-shattering sword strike, her body reached its limit. The divine power of creation within her surged forth like a burst dam, and her life force weakened to its lowest point in an instant.

"Pfft—" A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Lu Lingxi's body fell helplessly from the air.

As her consciousness began to fade, and her soul was about to break free from her body, a resolute thought flashed through her mind...

Illusion Moon, Illusion Shadow, Netherworld, Dark Night, Vermilion Bird, White Tiger, Black Tortoise, Azure Dragon... These companions, who have been with her since she was weak, through life and death, and are like family, should not be implicated because of her. They should have freedom and a brighter future.

"In my name... release..."

A faint, almost inaudible sound escaped from her pale lips, and in an instant, invisible chains of spiritual energy snapped inch by inch from the depths of her soul.

Almost simultaneously, the contracted partners who were fighting against the remnants of the Black Abyss suddenly shuddered.

"Ouch——"

The Swiftfire Wolf in its form, Phantom Moon, was biting through the throat of a man in black robes when it suddenly let out a painful and bewildered cry. It felt a tearing sensation from the depths of its soul, and the connection with its master was rapidly disappearing.

The phantom in the form of the Soul-Devouring Vine, its vines covering the battlefield, suddenly stiffened and then drooped helplessly. It clearly sensed that the power of the contract that nourished its growth was receding like the tide.

The wicked smile on Youming's face, which resembled a fiery-haired youth, froze instantly, replaced by disbelief, shock, and pain. He clutched his chest, where the contract mark connecting him to his master's soul was becoming blurred and dim.

As An Ye manipulated the Netherworld Pearl to devour evil energy, his face suddenly turned pale, and his large eyes instantly filled with tears. He opened his mouth, but no sound came out; only endless sorrow remained.

The fiery phoenix transformed from the Vermilion Bird was locked in battle with a group of Black Abyss Demon Birds. Suddenly, it retracted its magnificent wings and let out a mournful cry that pierced through the clouds and shattered rocks. The emptiness that originated from its soul almost caused it to fall from the sky.

The three ancient divine beasts, the White Tiger, the Black Tortoise, and the Azure Dragon, simultaneously sensed the break in their contract. The White Tiger's roar was filled with grief and indignation, the Black Tortoise's aura became chaotic, and the Azure Dragon's coiled body trembled slightly.

They all understood that in their final moments, their master used her last ounce of strength to forcibly break the contract. This was her final act of protection for them, unwilling to let them perish along with her.

"Master, no!" Huan Yue cried out to the sky, her voice filled with despair.

The contract marks broke completely at this moment, rushing towards the direction where Lu Lingxi fell, their eyes fixed on that fading, frail figure.

"Yao Yao!"

Nalan Rongzhi let out a heart-wrenching cry of grief. His demonic energy and divine power surged, and he recklessly broke through the barrier of the energy aftershocks. Just before her petite body was about to fall into the turbulent void, he tightly embraced her.

The person in his arms was light and airy, as if weightless. Her eyes were closed, and her long eyelashes were still wet with tears. Her stunningly beautiful face, which could captivate all beings, was now as pale as snow. Her breathing and her heartbeat were so weak that they were almost imperceptible.

What terrified Nalan Rongzhi even more was that he saw three illusory figures slowly emanating from Lu Lingxi Yao's brow, chest, and dantian. These were her three souls: the Heavenly Soul, the Earthly Soul, and the Life Soul. They were uncontrollably leaving her body and drifting away in all directions. Immediately afterward, seven dim soul shadows appeared as if they might dissipate at any moment.

"No—" Nalan Rongzhi roared to the sky.

On the battlefield, with the annihilation of the evil god, the suffocating pressure disappeared. After a brief period of ecstasy, the allied forces turned their attention to the hero who had saved the Nine Realms but also exhausted all his strength.

The joy of victory vanished at this moment, replaced by an indescribable sadness and heaviness.

Feng Qingxue, Xiling Qianluo, Zisang Gucheng, Lu Lingyuntian, Lu Lingguihong... everyone who knew Lu Lingxiyao rushed over like madmen.

"Yao Yao!" Lu Lingyuntian cried out, tears streaming down his face. He swayed precariously, and if not for Lu Lingguihong's support, he would have collapsed to the ground long ago.

“Sister!” Lu Linggui Hong’s eyes were filled with tears, and his voice choked with sobs.

Yueying Jiuge had just reconstructed her physical body and was already weak. When she saw her daughter in this state, her vision went black and she almost fainted again. Fortunately, Lu Lingchenxuan held her tightly.

Looking at his daughter, who was barely breathing, Lu Lingchenxuan's face was filled with deep self-blame and helplessness.

The mysterious man shuddered the moment he saw Lu Lingxi fall, and a flicker of indescribable pain and anxiety flashed in his eyes beneath his hood.

He instinctively reached out, wanting to do something, but then stopped abruptly, ultimately letting out a silent sigh.

The soldiers of the allied forces spontaneously gathered around, bowing their heads silently to pay their deepest respects to the hero who saved the Nine Realms.

The battlefield was deathly silent, save for the suppressed sobs that echoed in the void.

"No... Yao Yao... she can still be saved!"

Just when everyone was in despair, Nalan Rongzhi suddenly raised his head, and a crazy stubbornness flashed in his bloodshot purple eyes.

He carefully laid Lu Lingxi Yao flat on a relatively flat surface and carefully examined her condition.