My Lady Always Lacks Ambition

Chapter 1309 - 1231: Advanced, Revealing Fangs!

Dark clouds gathered.

Countless stormy clouds surged from all directions, covering the sky above the ruins as if it were about to collapse, with lightning occasionally flashing within the clouds.

Feng Xiu could no longer see what was happening inside the barrier, but he expanded his divine sense to the extremities, releasing the full pressure of the Demon Emperor across a hundred miles. The demons that had been eyeing the scene hesitated, only able to circle in place, anxiously digging at the ground.

Feng Xiu directed his attention to that dark shadow, furrowing his brow. What was it, a phantom or a nightmare?

He split a thread of divine sense and transformed it, blocking the shadow upfront. His demonic power surged without regard for what it was, enveloping it and compressing space.

The shadow vanished.

Feng Xiu frowned, finding nothing.

He surveyed the surroundings, noticing no other abnormalities, withdrew his divine sense, and focused back on the barrier where Qin Liuxi was.

Judging by what he saw earlier, he pondered for a while outside the barrier and layered another barrier using demonic power. Anyone wanting to disturb her would first have to break through this.

However, what exactly was Qin Liuxi’s situation now? Apart from drawing tribulation clouds, not a sound escaped.

Really, it worried the fox to death.

He looked up at the gathering tribulation clouds, his face betraying undeniable concern.

For cultivators seeking advancement, or crafting artifacts or elixirs, if it’s high-level, the tribulation clouds would be larger and more formidable. But gathering them isn’t enough; it requires the person or item undergoing the trial to reach that critical point. If not, failure follows as the tribulation clouds disperse.

Currently, the tribulation clouds were just starting to form, whether they would linger for her remained uncertain.

Yet, being able to draw tribulation clouds indicated she was merely a step away from success.

"Do or die, as you said. Don’t give me reasons to despise you!" Feng Xiu muttered.

Though he spoke disdainfully, his tone revealed unhidden worry.

In the barrier, Qin Liuxi spat out blood, staining her clothes red. Her divine soul was already numb, her spiritual power almost exhausted, while the small Black Gold Plate hovered before her, emitting golden light and formidable power.

But, it wasn’t enough, it wasn’t enough.

Qin Liuxi shakily took out the ginseng leg given by the Little Ginseng, stuffed the whole thing into her mouth, chewed a few times, and swallowed it. Her hands formed a spell, drawing the sparse spiritual energy from the Spirit Gathering Array into her Divine Mansion, though some was seized by the plate.

Qin Liuxi felt a bit annoyed, lacking any temper.

The Spirit Gathering Array not only replenished her exhausted spiritual power but also, as the plate flourished, absorbed much of it.

Fortunately, the thousand-year-old ginseng spirit was not a lie; consuming a leg revitalized her.

Qin Liuxi sharpened her gaze at the plate, gathering her spiritual power anew; human and plate, she would succeed.

Meanwhile at Qingping Temple, the Little Ginseng rushed to Teng Zhao’s side, frowning, "Zhaozhao, I was eaten."

Teng Zhao: "?"

"I mean, the leg I gave to the Great Demon King Xi; she ate it." Though just a leg, it carried some ginseng essence; he was sure she’d consume it.

Teng Zhao immediately tensed, his hand twisting, ready to calculate.

The Little Ginseng pressed his hand, "Don’t calculate. Her cultivation surpasses yours significantly; moreover, she’s your master. Calculating her would incur unfathomable backlash."

Teng Zhao stalled, looking at him somewhat helplessly.

The Little Ginseng sighed, "Don’t worry too much. She said she’d refine the array plate, right? Consuming that surely marks a critical juncture, either during a tribulation or reaching the critical point."

Teng Zhao pursed his lips, flashed away from the Daoist Room, and soared to Zhaixian Tower, Qingping Temple’s highest point, gazing west with visible concern.

Soon enough, he descended from Zhaixian Tower, placed premium agarwood before him as incense for the heart, then sat cross-legged before the Grandmaster, meditating and chanting for blessing. Below the Grandmaster’s seat was a lifelike golden statue sitting.

It depicted Qin Liuxi at fifteen.

Brought and presented by Yu Changkong.

Wishing power penetrated the skies, descending onto Qin Liuxi.

Qin Liuxi’s Divine Mansion trembled, engraving a thread of spiritual strength at the Nine Palace’s sacred position. Array patterns emerged, and the Black Gold Plate vibrated intensely.

Outside, the somber stormy clouds rolled like a giant dragon, brewing thunder intent, with frequent lightning flashes carrying overwhelming power, suffocatingly oppressive.

The wind roared fiercely.

Feng Xiu watched the barrier grim-faced, his hands unconsciously clenched into fists.

While Qin Liuxi was surrounded by the rapidly spinning God Trapping Plate, her hands forming a spell, silently chanting the Nine Star Divine Spell: "...May I offer myself as sacrifice, to obtain the power of heaven and earth..."