Capítulo 1371: Chapter 1384: Evil King Pursues His Consort (Part 3)
Lijian Peak, Shuilian Cave
The much-discussed Shui Linglong was perfectly content as she sat in her cave dwelling, gazing at the pile of possessions.
Every item here was enough to make cultivators fight tooth and nail over.
But now they all belonged to her, brought to her by Yunli Mountain as bridal gifts.
Shui Linglong joyously picked up a pair of golden bells, toyed with them in her palm for a bit, and soon grew bored, crumbling them into ashes with a flash of spirit light.
She suddenly murmured, half crying, half laughing, “It really has changed.”
The golden bells were the lifebound artifact of that woman, a rare growing spiritual treasure.
Even so, she wouldn’t use them, finding them too botherso.
In this life, the woman who had beco her heart demon was already trampled beneath her feet, and her fortuitous opportunities had been swiftly collected into Shui Linglong’s pouch.
Her father was still well, and so was she, even the senior brother who she couldn’t attain in her past life now secretly admired her.
But her heart had grown cold long ago; if it hadn’t been for her obsession with the senior brother, she wouldn’t have perished early in her past life, dragging her father along.
As she thought of the senior brother who was always entangled with her now, Shui Linglong’s face grew cold, but when another face surfaced in her mind, blushes rose involuntarily on her cheeks out of shyness.
Pah, that indecent man…
Though her heart was full of joy and shyness, there was an unease seemingly always surrounding Shui Linglong, keeping her from liberation.
Suddenly she thought of the woman who had made her jealous whenever she appeared, and her unease skyrocketed.
“No, impossible… No one from the bottom of Lingfeng Mountain Cliff has ever been heard to climb up.”
Even if Su Li had repaired the Heavenly Ladder in her past life and was the first to successfully ascend, it couldn’t help her now.
Especially since she got herself involved with the Demon Sect, her backbone is broken, and no matter how strong, she couldn’t stand up again.
She should be at ease.
Whatever Su Li could accomplish in her past life, she could definitely achieve.
But only thirty years were left before the ti Su Li repaired the Heavenly Ladder in her past life, and Shui Linglong still had no clue.
“Linglong, what are you thinking about, so absorbed, are you thinking about ….”
A strong arm encircled her waist from behind, effortlessly spinning Shui Linglong around, bringing them face to face, nose to nose.
Yunli Mountain grinned wickedly, his warm breath brushing against Shui Linglong’s skin, setting her heart ablaze.
Her mind was in chaos; she imdiately forgot what she had been pondering.
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Lingfeng Mountain Cliff Bottom
Su Li stood in the air with closed eyes, absorbing the destructive energy carried by the whirlwind.
Her body was continuously destroyed and reford.
As ti passed, her entire aura underwent earth-shattering changes.
If her flesh was stripped away right now, one would see her bones had turned black gold.
They were embossed with an intricate array of mysterious symbols.
Black gold—partly the destructive energy absorbed from the whirlwind, partly her own rit Power.
The two intertwined and rged, ultimately indistinguishable.
Destruction, then rebirth….
As transformations occurred in Su Li, a stone bead suspended above her head, flickering like a pearl in the night, also began to change.
No one knew that the destructive energy within the enigmatic whirlwinds could harm the soul because they contained rules of destruction.
Death is instant rebirth.
When she comprehended these rules to a certain extent, the believers sleeping within the stone bead slowly began to awaken in parts.
Among them, the chants of the faithful began to rise, enveloping Su Li in a cocoon of daylight-like brilliance.
She beca like a massive bulb, hanging at the dark cliff bottom, sinking deeper bit by bit.
Indeed, no one knew the Lingfeng Mountain Cliff bottom wasn’t rely eighteen layers deep but thirty-six.
The whirlwinds grew increasingly fierce layer by layer.
Thirty years at the cliff bottom passed in the blink of an eye.
Then one day, all the small whirlwinds occupying the Lingfeng Mountain Cliff bottom for countless years suddenly vanished, leaving no wailing wind behind.
The cliff bottom beca a realm of true darkness.
But abruptly in the darkness, there was light; a figure enveloped in brilliance erged from the void, ascending slowly.
Though there seed to be no path beneath her feet, as she stepped out, a white stair spontaneously ford in the void.
When Su Li reached the eighteenth layer, she paused for a few minutes before suddenly retracting her foot, casually lying to one side.
Below her, billowing black-purple lotus flowers blood, forming an incredibly comfortable bed of flowers.
Su Li lay there lazily, dozing off.
Since people had arrived, she couldn’t be bothered to seek them out.
Truly, the original owner’s fate was quite pitiable, clearly favored by destiny, blessed with great luck, and burdened with substantial rit, yet still reaching such a state.
But the world encountered a glitch.
And the Sword Master’s daughter, Shui Linglong, was the disturbance.
If her circumstances were written as a novel, in her past life, the original owner was undoubtedly the heroine of a cultivation tale.
Strong-minded and pure-hearted, though enduring countless hardships, each trial only polished her further.
The original owner, born to mortal parents, faced her first life-and-death ordeal in the realm of cultivation the mont she set foot into the sect, encountering Shui Linglong.
Shui Linglong, a hard-earned descendant of Master Shui, naturally held herself in high regard, fostering her arrogance and selfishness.
Anything she desired, she got.
Except what she couldn’t gain was the esteem and affection of the sect’s senior brother.
The senior brother, usually unsympathetic to her, unexpectedly treated a newly-inducted disciple with kindness, which Shui Linglong could not tolerate.
She never considered the new disciple was rely a nine-year-old child, whom the senior brother normally cared for.
Shui Linglong targeted the original owner ti and again, inflicting intense suffering.
Often almost disfigured, only for Master Shui to dismiss the harm as childish antics.
Shaless, who’s playing as a child?
At the ti, the original owner was rely nine, while Shui Linglong was already eighty-three.
In the Mortal World, she could be a grand da, surrounded by descendants.
An eighty-three-year-old bullying a nine-year-old child, daring to call it play amongst kids, was utterly disgraceful.
When it ca to shalessness, Su Li was no match.
Yet neither the Beast Taming Sect nor any of its mbers perceived an issue.
It wasn’t that they didn’t see a problem, but with an unimportant newcor against the elder’s daughter, the choice was evident.
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