This was also the reason why in so many years, Zhu Yao desperately improved the Water Mystic Arts, and instilled various concepts of self-improvement into little radish, so as to eliminate the inferiority she felt towards her Water Spirit Vein. Furthermore, he even allowed her to participate in the Inter-Sect Tournament to build up her confidence.
However, she did not expect that the female antagonist would choose this time to possess Little Radish. Little radish had just gone through a great battle, and his Spiritual Energy and mental energy were at their weakest. Clearly, the time indicated in the dream was tomorrow night, so this advance notice was basically inaccurate.
"Junior-martial nephew Zi Mo, you're her father, so your position in her heart is definitely not ordinary. Call her out more often! Perhaps when she hears your voice, she will gain some strength. "
Right now, she could only try her best. She remembered that in modern times, there were many patients who became vegetative due to various reasons. They would respond to the call of their loved ones, which could awaken their subconscious, and there were even cases where they slowly recovered. Perhaps this method would be useful in the World of Cultivators!
When Zi Mo heard this, he immediately called out to his daughter from the bedside, and said various words of encouragement.
He talked all the way until sunset.
Zhu Yao anxiously looked at Yu Luo's reaction, however, she could only see the word 'bug' on her face, continuing to darken, as though it was about to turn into a deep black color like the first time she met Xiao Yi. If this continued, before daybreak, Yu Luo's soul would be completely devoured.
Could it be that the female antagonist's rebirth was irreversible?
The hell, I don't believe it. Why is it that the little radish that I've raised with my own hands is going to be taken by this black radish?
"Protect me." Zhu Yao pulled Zi Mo away, supported Yu Luo who was lying on the bed, and sat cross-legged behind her. "Let me enter her divine sense to take a look."
"Martial Uncle, the divine sense is no small matter, and my daughter is currently unconscious. If we force our way in, I'm afraid Martial Uncle will also be injured. "
"I can't care so much anymore." Radish was about to die, so she could only give it a try. Zhu Yao closed her eyes, separated a strand of her divine sense, and entered Yu Yao's forehead.
As expected, the moment it came into contact with her divine sense, it was blocked by a huge force. Zhu Yao focused and desperately drilled in. Finally, there was an opening. He entered her divine sense.
As soon as she entered, she was stunned by the scene inside. It should have been a clear divine sense, but now it was dark. At the top, there were two masses of gas, one white and one black.
Only a small part of it was left. Meanwhile, the black figure was swallowing the white gas mouthful by mouthful. Every time it devoured a portion. The blackness grew a little stronger. The Spiritual Sense Space also became a bit dimmer.
"F * ck, bitch!" Zhu Yao could not help but curse at that lump of black cloud. It meant that little radish's white ball did not have much left.
"Little radish, listen carefully. If you're f * cking eaten by someone else, you're not my disciple. "
The white ball that was obediently being swallowed seemed to pause for a moment, and a puzzled voice sounded. "Master?"
"If you know it's me, then wake up." Zhu Yao loudly shouted. "The things this old lady has taught you for the past twenty years, where have you learned them all? Are you really willing to be eaten by someone else?"
The white blob paused even more visibly, and even its movement of being swallowed stopped.
"Little radish, you've been working so hard for so many years. You've been practicing spells with all your might every day. Is it because you want to give your body to this spirit of unknown origin?"
"Of course … not."
"Then why didn't you resist?"
"I …"
"Do you still remember what you told me back then when I was teaching you ice-type mystic arts?"
"… I want to become strong."
"And then?"
"To prove that I'm not trash."
"You've given up? Or were you just lying to master back then? "
"Of course not!" Little radish's voice suddenly became firm, and even that little white ball, had instantly become a lot brighter.
Zhu Yao smiled. She finally had the will to fight. "Then prove it to master. Don't lose to this spirit that came from god knows where? You're my, Zhu Yao's, only disciple. The people of my Jade Forest Mountain have always bullied others, when will it ever be someone else's turn to bully us! "
"Yes!" Yu Yao loudly replied. In an instant, as though that white ball had been lit up, it emitted out a blinding white light. And that light seemed to be contagious, as it spread towards the direction of that deep darkness.
That black ball seemed to have seen through the original owner's resistance, as it swallowed even faster. For a moment, the two sides were in a stalemate, and it seemed like they were evenly matched.
Zhu Yao had no choice but to add fuel to the fire. "Little radish, if you lose today, don't ever say that you're a disciple of Jade Forest Mountain."
As expected, that white ball seemed to have suddenly gained strength, as it immediately forced the black ball back, and it even swallowed it back. With an 'ahu' sound, it took a huge bite out of the other party. Just as it was about to continue swallowing, suddenly, a black hole appeared above the black cloud. The black cloud that was bitten to the point where half of it was left hid inside, and instantly disappeared without a trace.
The hell, it was no wonder she did not sense the presence of a Nascent Soul. It turned out that the other party had directly appeared in little radish's divine sense.
"Master …" Little radish finally opened her eyes, however, she seemed to be so tired that she only had one breath left.
"It's fine now, sleep!" Zhu Yao helped her to lie down, stroked her head, and gave her a reassuring gaze. Only then did she fall into a deep sleep.
Zhu Yao once again looked at the person on the bed. The bug mark on her face had already completely disappeared. It seemed like her grooming plan this time could be considered a success.
She gave Zi Mo a look, and then, the two of them quietly left the room.
"Thank you, senior-martial aunt, for saving me." Zi Mo gave her a deep bow, and only then did he heave a heavy sigh of relief. He wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead, and the corners of his eyes that were moist. "Earlier, I had thought that my daughter was … Fortunately, fortunately, senior-martial aunt and my daughter are both fine."
Puuu …
Zi Mo still wanted to say something, however, Zhu Yao suddenly opened her mouth, and spat out a mouthful of blood on his face.
"Senior-martial aunt!" (⊙ o ⊙) …
The hell, as expected, her master and whatnot were all lies. What happened to the promised separation of divine sense was an essential skill for Demigods? Clearly, her master had done it properly back then, so why was his reaction so huge when it was her turn?
This old lady here is going to die from the pain!
The result of the first separation of divine sense, Zhu Yao laid on the bed for three whole days. When she woke up, the first person she saw, was actually Feng Yi, who had a worried look on her face.
Zhu Yao did not pay attention, and had almost fallen off the bed.
"Senior-martial sister … Feng Yi, why are you here?" The hell, she couldn't have seen through anything, right? Zhu Yao instantly tensed up. Her muddled emotions earlier instantly cleared up by a large half.
Feng Yi, however, had a calm look, as she replied. "She's already fine."
Only then did Zhu Yao see Zi Mo who was standing behind her. He explained the situation. So that day, after she puked out blood, she fainted. Naturally, Zi Mo did not know what happened, and could only bring her straight to the Beast-Taming Mountain, to have Feng Yi, who was also a Demigod, check on her situation.
But fortunately, other than losing a little bit of spiritual energy, everything else was normal.
However, little radish had yet to wake up. Probably because of the possession, her primordial spirit was still damaged a little, and she needed a period of time to recover.
Zhu Yao never expected that a simple separation of divine sense would actually consume such a huge amount of energy. Back then, when her master secretly followed her to Tasyoluk, she basically did not see any adverse reactions from him, right? As expected, comparisons were odious.
Zi Mo was planning to continue chatting with her about Yu Yao's situation, however, a disciple suddenly walked in. He said that an elder of Celestial Indus Sect was requesting an audience, and had important matters to discuss. But strangely, the person this elder requested an audience with was not Zi Mo, but her.
"Celestial Indus Sect?" Zhu Yao was startled for a moment. Why was this name so familiar?
"Celestial Indus Sect is located to the south of Ancient Hill Sect, and is a deity sect that is second only to my sect." Zi Mo explained. "The disciples of this sect have always been proficient in music, and are proficient in using music to subdue their enemies. I wonder how senior-martial aunt got acquainted with this elder?"
"I don't know him!" She simply felt that the three words' Celestial Indus Sect 'sounded a little familiar.
Zi Mo was startled as well. Since they did not know each other, then why did he specifically request to meet her?
Harboring suspicions, the two of them bade farewell to Feng Yi, and headed to the side hall of the Main Mountain. Zi Mo first served her some tea, before letting the disciple bring that elder in.
The person who came was a youth around twenty years old. However, looking at his bearing, and the spiritual energy surrounding his body, he must be a Nascent Soul Paragon practitioner who had cultivated for thousands of years. In the deity cultivation world, one's age could not be determined based on one's appearance. Even Nascent Soul practitioners were able to reconstruct their own appearances. After all, not everyone was like Zi Mo, who liked to make himself look like an old man.
"Celestial Indus Sect's Qi Han greets Sovereign." That person reported his sect, and bowed.
Only then did Zhu Yao recall why Celestial Indus Sect felt so familiar. Wasn't this Qi Han the master of that female antagonist Mu Meiyan in her dreams? It was just that in the dream, he had already broken through to the Soul Formation stage, but now he was only at the Nascent Soul stage.
She had just helped little radish chase away the disciple who wanted to take over her body, so why did her master come knocking on her door so quickly? Zhu Yao nodded perfunctorily. Feeling that she had to suppress her shock, she picked up the teacup on the table and took a huge gulp.
However, Qi Han did not mind it too much. He simply moved his body to the side, and signaled for a disciple behind him to step forward. "Rulu, hurry up and pay your respects to the Sovereign!"
That disciple immediately stepped forward. "Greetings, Supremacy."
Lowering his head, he cupped his fists and solemnly bowed towards Zhu Yao. A standard ninety-degree bow. After pausing for a moment, he raised his head, revealing a face with the word 'bug' written on it.
Pu ~ ~ ~ ~
Zhu Yao's mouthful of spiritual tea, sprayed it all over her face.
A beautiful young girl was instantly sprayed with tea leaves all over her face.
The room instantly fell silent …
Qi Han: …
Disciple: …
Zhu Yao: …
"Senior-martial aunt, you …" Zi Mo's face was filled with awkwardness as well. Even if he was beaten to death, he would never have thought that his senior-martial aunt would do something like this. Even if she disliked his disciple, there was no need to express it in front of his elder, right? How was he going to clean up this mess?
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