The whole family went mad, but the junior sister turned the tables and her luck soared.

Yun Yici quickly formed hand seals, but the lotus flower on her head seemed to have its own ideas and wouldn't retract at all.

Just as two or three bolts of lightning were about to strike, the spirit swords seemed to be summoned and flew about, using their most resilient blades to weave an impenetrable barrier for her and the golden lotus.

The successive lightning strikes were both poisonous and scorching. The spirit swords were very clever; one group would take the lightning tribulation, and then the next group of spirit swords would quickly take their place.

Meanwhile, Yun Yici took the opportunity to release her primordial spirit to be tempered by the weakened heavenly lightning.

Both human and demonic cultivators watching were dumbfounded.

No, this works too??

It seems there are ways to pass through high-level lightning tribulations painlessly, it just depends on whether you have enough high-level magical artifacts.

"Come to think of it, I hadn't even noticed those swords before..."

Yun Yici made a striking first impression, leaving a deep impression on everyone, and the spirit sword group seemed to obey her obediently, almost as if it were fake.

As everyone knows, a sword cultivator only has one sword; they can't be coaxed to have an extra one.

As it turned out, this girl possessed countless, dazzling, and top-tier spirit swords!

The cultivators began to question the meaning of life.

Wen Fuyue and her disciples understood perfectly well.

They had seen these spirit swords before, and they all had guesses about their origins.

But every time Yun Yici drew her sword, it was to protect them.

How could they possibly make unfounded accusations and hurt her feelings?

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Yun Yici safely weathered the most perilous nine tribulations of lightning.

As the clouds of calamity dispersed and the sky suddenly shone brightly, the sweet rain fell once more, and the golden lotus disappeared into the rain, returning to the girl's brow.

The emperor strode forward and immediately rushed forward to take off his outer garment and drape it over Yun Yici.

The final bolt of lightning did not harm her; she was full of energy as she greeted the clear, blue sky.

Because of the continuous rain, the emperor ordered him to sit beside the girl and wait for the rain to stop.

Rainwater soaked his dark hair, sliding down his long, black eyelashes. From Yun Yici's upward gaze, the imperial edict looked as if the emperor was crying.

"Aci, I miss you so much."

She heard him say that.

Having removed his red robes, the emperor was only wearing a clean white undergarment, which was soon soaked through, revealing the firm and powerful contours of his waist and abdomen.

Yun Yici quickly looked away and said, "I miss you too, and I also miss Master and Senior Brother."

"Senior Emperor, I'm sorry to have worried you."

Wen Fuyue and her two disciples were a step too late, and Zhu Jian only heard Yun Yici's last sentence.

They also sat down next to the imperial edict. Rong Xuan smiled and said, "Thanks to my junior sister, I never thought that I would one day be able to receive the sweet rain of the Refining Void Realm."

Zhu Jian also liked the timely rain, and she smiled slightly, agreeing with Rong Xuan's words.

The cultivators far behind and beside them had already begun cultivating, taking advantage of the sweet rain.

Yun Yici coughed lightly, and couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

The emperor quickly took out a handkerchief to wipe the corners of her mouth.

Wen Fuyue reached out and felt her pulse: "Xiao Ci, don't rush to speak, lest you miss this heavenly blessing."

Yun Yici nodded and began to use the sweet rain to circulate her cultivation technique to repair her body.

After an unknown amount of time, the clouds dispersed, the rain stopped, the sky cleared, and the spirit sword was still covered with water droplets.

The emperor ordered the cultivators gathered at the back to be dispersed first, before forcefully pushing Wen Fuyue aside and scooping up Yun Yici.

"Let's go back to the Demon Palace first, and I'll find a healer to treat you."

Seeing that there were no outsiders present, Yun Yici then retrieved the spirit swords back into his sea of ​​consciousness.

The emperor summoned the demonic bird and carried Yun Yici and Wen Fuyue, the three disciples, onto its back.

Upon seeing this, Zhu Jian refused, saying, "I want to fly by myself!"

As she spoke, she transformed into a beautiful candle dragon and flew in front of the demon bird.

The demon bird trembled in fear at the dragon's imposing aura, but it was only thanks to the imperial decree that it managed to maintain its flight speed.

As soon as Yun Yici boarded the demon bird, she changed into the clothes prepared by Rong Xuan, using the imperial edict's clothes as cover.

She was a bit disheveled after just surviving a tribulation of lightning, so lying down was more comfortable. There were no outsiders present, so she lay down peacefully and looked up at the sky.

However, she couldn't help but miss Shen Huaichuan and Yue Niang in the Ghost Realm.

Filled with worry, the group arrived at the Demon Palace of the Imperial Decree.

During the battle of Wanmoyuan that day, the Emperor decreed that all the master-servant contracts under his command be dissolved, and he did not force them to re-establish contracts afterward.

Emperor Zhao has rarely stayed in the Demon Realm in recent years, and has been constantly traveling outside.

With the emperor's tacit approval, the Demon Palace, having lost its master, became a natural sanctuary for human cultivators in the Demon Realm.

Human cultivators were grateful for his kindness and, just as when the Emperor was alive, they faithfully managed the Demon Palace for him.

Today, the Demon Palace finally welcomes its long-lost master.

Zhu Jian arrived first, followed by the imperial edict and his entourage. Li Shao and his group of cultivators respectfully greeted them.

As soon as the imperial edict was issued, he commanded, "Find the best physicians."

Li Shao knew all too well who the imperial edict was for, and why he had toiled so hard.

The Demon Palace, which used to only have the luxurious imperial sleeping quarters, has built many guest halls in recent years.

One of them was the woman's bedroom, which, apart from daily care, was never to be touched by anyone else.

Yun Yici refused the emperor's offer of a bedchamber, but with Ning Tinglan's help, she quickly arrived at the bedchamber arranged by Li Shao.

She asked curiously, "So this is the little courtyard where we lived?"

The three of them had a long talk back then, never imagining that it would last for a hundred years.

Since the emperor had not returned for a long time and was still unclear about the situation at the Demon Palace, Li Shao explained, "It's full."

"Although some cultivators have returned to the human realm over the years, we also saved some people when the demon race migrated north."

"Their demonic energy has penetrated deeply into their bodies, and they can no longer return to the human realm."

As Li Shao spoke, he also arranged the sleeping quarters for Wen Fuyue and her disciples, as well as the four others including Zhu Jian.

In a short while, a female cultivator brought over a handsome young man.

These are the medical practitioners in the Demon Palace now.

Seeing this, everyone quickly made way for the medical staff to examine patients.

To everyone's surprise, Yun Yici exclaimed in astonishment upon seeing the other person's face: "Fellow Daoist Pei, it's you!"

The visitor was none other than Pei Heng.

Speaking of Pei Heng, if we add his affinity with Xiao Xun, Yun Yici's luck value could easily exceed 100.

However, the system did not add Pei Heng and Xiao Xun.

Yun Yici investigated for a long time and finally attributed it to the change in the fate of the two people.

Xiao Xun is still alive, so he won't become Lord Yi, and Pei Heng is unlikely to go back and persecute his fellow disciples to become the Valley Master.

Others, such as Lu Yiguang and Xuanzhu, will still become sect leaders according to their predetermined fate.

Yun Yici realized that her previous definition of a "lucky person" as a future big shot was too superficial.

Those with good fortune are perhaps those whose every move can affect the fate of countless people.

They bear a heavier responsibility than ordinary people, so Heaven has an obligation to supervise them.

Pei Heng, unaware of Yun Yici's thoughts, was both surprised and delighted to see her: "Fellow Daoist Yun! It has truly been a long time!"