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The main hall deep within the Taiyi Holy Land.

The Spiritual Qi here was as dense as mist, converging into streams.

Guided by the Spirit Gathering Formations inlaid within the hall, it flowed slowly, eventually converging toward the white-clad figure sitting cross-legged in the center of the hall.

Ji Siyu’s eyes were tightly shut, her long eyelashes casting faint shadows on her cheeks, which were so fair they were almost translucent.

Her Aura was heavy and settled, and her ice-cold Spiritual Qi circulated automatically.

With every cycle, the temperature in the hall dropped a few degrees, and tiny ice crystals condensed and vanished in the air.

Compared to when she first entered the Upper Realm, her Aura was undoubtedly much stronger and was still steadily improving.

Power surged through her Meridians, bringing a sense of fulfillment, yet it could not fill the massive void in the depths of her heart.

Whenever she paused her Cultivation and her mind relaxed slightly, that unforgettable scene would uncontrollably surface before her eyes.

The smoke-filled hall, his stubbornly upright back, and the helpless yet determined smile on his pale face.

And finally, that figure that turned into countless points of light amidst the attack, completely dissipating.

”Chen Chuan...”

A sharp, twisting pain came from her chest, as if she were being ruthlessly pierced by an invisible ice pick.

The sudden surge of grief almost drowned her.

It caused her breath to hitch, and the steadily flowing Spiritual Qi around her body showed a hint of disorder.

She had to forcibly suppress her churning blood and take a deep breath.

She let the ice-cold Spiritual Qi flow through her entire body, using the bone-chilling cold to suppress the bone-eroding longing and pain.

This pain was a wound that would never heal, but it was also the only motivation for her to temper her Dao Heart and continuously grow stronger.

Jun Wuya!

Ao Lie!

Feng Qinger!

These three names, and the Immortal Forces they represented, had long been etched into the depths of her Soul with hatred.

If they hadn’t pressed him so hard, why would Chen Chuan have needed to use power that exceeded his limits, eventually dying of exhaustion with no remains left?

Now, by a stroke of luck, she had been brought back to the Taiyi Holy Land by her Master, Mu Qingyu.

Because of the Divine Grade Spiritual Root she displayed and the peerless Inheritance she obtained, she was taken as a Direct Disciple by the Holy Lord Mu Qingyu and designated as the next successor of the Holy Land.

Her status was exalted; even the Elders within the Holy Land had to politely address her as Saintess with a respectful attitude.

She knew this was her fated opportunity and her only path to revenge.

She had to grasp it firmly, utilizing all the resources of the Taiyi Holy Land to frantically improve herself until she possessed the power to overthrow those enemies.

Distracting thoughts surged like a tide, but were eventually severed by an even firmer will.

”I’m still not strong enough; I can’t completely suppress her yet.”

Recalling the other cold consciousness in her mind, Ji Siyu’s eyes showed concern.

The reason Ji Siyu could take the initiative this time was mainly because ’she’ was injured in the great battle and her Divine Soul was impacted, which provided a fated opportunity.

She was worried about being suppressed again, so she cultivated desperately, wanting to firmly hold the initiative.

She even planned to completely fuse with that cold consciousness in her mind once her Cultivation improved.

She wanted to hold absolute dominance.

Ji Siyu collected her thoughts and sank into deep Cultivation once more, drawing even more majestic spiritual energy of Heaven and Earth into her body.

While Ji Siyu was focused on her Cultivation, a figure appeared silently within the hall.

The newcomer was dressed in a moon-white palace dress, with a graceful figure and an elegant, noble temperament.

She looked to be in her thirties, but her eyes held a depth and wisdom that had weathered many years.

She was the current Holy Lord of the Taiyi Holy Land, Mu Qingyu.

Mu Qingyu’s gaze fell upon Ji Siyu, filled with unconcealed doting and expectation.

She had discovered this Disciple at the edge of a messy battlefield during one of her travels.

At that time, Ji Siyu was unconscious and covered in blood, with heart-palpitating ice-cold Aura and traces of battle remaining around her.

Mu Qingyu was drawn to the disturbance, and upon investigation, she was shocked to discover Ji Siyu’s rare Divine Grade Spiritual Root.

As well as the Inheritance power hidden within her body that even she felt a hint of awe toward.

That was no ordinary Inheritance; the nobility of its Origin and the purity of its power far exceeded Mu Qingyu’s knowledge.

She was almost certain that the being who left this Inheritance must have been a peerless powerhouse standing at the peak of the myriad Realms during their lifetime.

Without any hesitation, Mu Qingyu brought Ji Siyu back to the Taiyi Holy Land and, overriding all objections, took her as her only Direct Disciple, pouring all resources into her training.

Mu Qingyu did this not only because of Ji Siyu’s talent, but also because she saw the hope of the Taiyi Holy Land returning to its peak.

Mu Qingyu did not disturb her beloved Disciple’s Cultivation, but simply stood guard silently to act as her Guardian.

She could feel the Spiritual Qi within Ji Siyu’s body rushing toward a critical point, her Aura restless and unstable.

This was a sign of an impending Breakthrough.

”Such speed... truly unheard of,” Mu Qingyu sighed inwardly, the expectation in her eyes growing stronger.

”Even that little fellow in the Holy Land who possesses the Heavenly Tyrant Body probably can’t compare to her in terms of Cultivation speed.”

Mu Qingyu thought of the several currently famous successors of Immortal Forces in the Desolate Heaven Immortal Domain.

Such as the mysterious Godchild of the Jun Family.

The pure-blooded Dragon Son of the True Dragon Nest.

The current Phoenix Girl of the True Phoenix Nest.

And the hidden Sage Bodies and Divine Bodies of the other families.

Instead of fear, a hint of Battle Intent ignited in Mu Qingyu’s eyes.

She looked forward to Ji Siyu growing up and, with an invincible posture, sweeping through her generation and suppressing those so-called Prodigies of the Immortal Forces.

Letting the fame of the Taiyi Holy Land resound through the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths once again.

She believed that day was not far off.

She already viewed Ji Siyu as the future pillar of the Taiyi Holy Land.

This was a massive gamble concerning the fate of the Taiyi Holy Land, but Mu Qingyu was full of confidence.

Boom!

Just as Mu Qingyu’s thoughts were turning, the Aura around Ji Siyu in the center of the hall suddenly exploded.

A power far more majestic and vast than the Void Breaking Realm erupted like a dormant volcano, and a deep blue divine light soared into the sky.

An enormous phantom of an Ice Phoenix formed above Ji Siyu’s head, craning its neck and crying out. The clear Phoenix cry pierced through the hall, causing many experts within the Holy Land to look over.

A powerful field spread out, and thick Profound Ice began to condense on the floor and walls of the entire main hall, while the rhythm of interwoven Laws filled the air.

”She’s about to break through!”

Mu Qingyu’s gaze sharpened, and with a wave of her hand, she laid down a stronger Restriction to prevent her Aura from leaking and disturbing Ji Siyu.

At the same time, she closely monitored every minute change within her body, ready to step in and help at any moment.

Ji Siyu was currently undergoing a transformation akin to being reborn.

Becoming a Sage was another leap in the level of life.

Her Divine Soul was growing, her Physical Body became increasingly crystal clear under the washing of Spiritual Qi and Laws, and her Meridians were widened to accommodate even more vast power.

Stimulated by her Breakthrough, the Ice Phoenix Divine Emperor’s Inheritance once again flowed with partial essence, merging into her understanding.

But she held fast to her original heart, deathly suppressing the indifferent emotions belonging to the God Emperor.

There was only one thought burning fiercely in her heart: get stronger, and get revenge!

Time passed bit by bit, and the Ice Phoenix phantom became more solid, finally letting out a long cry before turning into a streak of light that vanished into Ji Siyu’s brow.

In an instant, the violent Aura around her retracted like a tide, returning to calm.

A pressure belonging to a Sage naturally emanated outward.

Though she had just entered the Sage Realm, she carried a nobility and coldness originating from the Origin, which was captivating.

She had succeeded.

Ji Siyu slowly opened her eyes, a deep blue divine light flashing and vanishing within them, appearing even more profound and cold.

She immediately saw Mu Qingyu guarding by her side and quickly stood up, bowing respectfully: ”Disciple greets Master.”

Her voice was cold, with a hint of barely perceptible hoarseness.

A heartfelt smile bloomed on Mu Qingyu’s face as she stepped forward to help Ji Siyu up, her tone full of praise and relief:

”Good! Good! Si Yu, you truly did not disappoint me.”

”Stepping into the Sage Realm at such an age and with such speed, you can be called top-tier even in the history of the Desolate Heaven Immortal Domain.”

”It is all thanks to Master’s Cultivation and the Holy Land’s resources.” Ji Siyu lowered her gaze, her tone calm, showing little joy.

The joy of the Breakthrough had long been diluted by heavy hatred and longing.

Mu Qingyu naturally understood the bitterness in her heart and gently patted the back of her hand, saying softly:

”Since you have joined my sect, the Taiyi Holy Land is your backing.”

”Cultivate in peace; all resources of the Holy Land are open to you. What you need to do is move forward without regrets.”

”Disciple understands and will not fail the expectations of Master and the Holy Land.” Ji Siyu bowed again, her words firm.

She kept this kindness in her heart, but she had to continue on the path of revenge.

Mu Qingyu nodded with satisfaction and then said:

”Your Breakthrough came just at the right time.”

”In a few days, the Jade Pool Holy Land will hold a grand gathering, inviting various forces from the Desolate Heaven Immortal Domain.”

”As the Taiyi Holy Lord, I am also among those invited, and I will take you with me then.”

Ji Siyu listened quietly.

Mu Qingyu continued:

”At that time, almost all the famous Immortal Forces in the Desolate Heaven Immortal Domain will send people, and most of their Holy Sons and Saintesses will appear.”

”According to custom, during the gathering, the Jade Pool will set up an arena for sparring, called the ’Jade Pool Dao Discussion’.”

”Although it’s called a Dao Discussion, it’s actually a stage for the younger generation of various forces to show their strength and compete secretly.”

She looked at Ji Siyu with burning eyes:

”You have now entered the Sage Realm. With your Foundation and Inheritance, you will surely shine brilliantly at this Dao Discussion and spread the fame of our Taiyi.”

Hearing that all the Immortal Forces would participate, Ji Siyu’s frozen heart finally rippled.

She looked up and asked directly: ”Master, will the people from the Jun Family, True Dragon Nest, and True Phoenix Nest be there?”

Her voice was still calm.

But the instantly tightening fingertips and the flash of killing intent deep in her eyes were keenly captured by Mu Qingyu.

Mu Qingyu sighed inwardly, but showed nothing on her face, nodding: ”They will. They naturally won’t miss such a grand gathering.”

”Disciple understands.” Ji Siyu lowered her eyelashes, masking the blood-red color surging in her eyes: ”Disciple will be prepared and will definitely not disappoint Master.”

Mu Qingyu looked at her and finally just said warmly:

”Good, you’ve just broken through and still need to stabilize your Realm. When the time comes, I look forward to your performance.”

After speaking, Mu Qingyu’s figure slowly dissipated, leaving the hall.

In the empty hall, only Ji Siyu remained.

She slowly raised her hand, looking at her fair, slender fingers which contained terrifying Sage power.

”Jade Pool Dao Discussion... Jun Family, True Dragon Nest, True Phoenix Nest...”

She murmured softly, every word carrying a bone-chilling coldness.

”Chen Chuan, watch, this is just the beginning. I won’t let a single person who hurt you go.”

The cold and firm vow echoed silently in the hall, accompanied by that deep-seated longing and pain.