"Ah! Hoo..."
A piercing, scorching sensation swept through her entire body, and Xia Wantang could not help crying out in alarm.
Fortunately, she had set up a formation in advance, so people outside the room could not hear the commotion inside at all.
Host, hold on just a little longer, the fusion will be complete right away!
"Hoo... hoo..."
Roughly five minutes passed, and the Fire Spirit Root was finally refined. Xia Wantang was drenched in sweat, her pretty face completely pale:
I already knew refining the Fire Spirit Root wouldn't be easy, but I never expected it to be this agonizing.
Because this attribute was too extreme, it was so painful. The host will find refining other roots in the future much easier than this time.
Fine then, if you want to be strong, you have to go crazy; I can still stomach this bit of suffering.
If she had still been harboring a playful mindset about cultivation prior to this, after experiencing the ordeal with She Yunzi, she deeply realized that wanting to survive in the Questioning Immortals Realm left only one choice: becoming strong.
Furthermore, the sooner the better.
Host, host! After refining the Fire Spirit Root, your cultivation has broken straight through to the mid Profound Heaven Realm!
Xia Wantang also felt the changes in her body.
In this world, breaking through in cultivation did not require going through a heavenly tribulation, which could be considered a good thing.
Otherwise, whether in Luoxia City or the Azure Cloud Palace, every breakthrough would cause a certain degree of commotion within the area.
Casting a cleansing spell on herself, Xia Wantang then changed into a set of night-walker clothes, put on a black face veil, and slipped stealthily out the door.
Relying on her memory and superb movement technique, she quickly found Xia Ba's residence.
Because he had been beaten severely during the day, Xia Ba had gone to bed early.
"Aiyo, this back really hurts, how is anyone supposed to sleep."
"That little wench Xia Wantang, if this young master finds an opportunity, I will definitely have you hacked into a thousand pieces! Aiyo..."
Xia Ba lay on his side on the bed, his mouth equally unruly, cursing non-stop the entire time.
The contents of his curses were filthy, basically all related to Xia Wantang.
What he did not know was that the real target was right there on the scene, and had even listened to every single word.
A tic mark appeared on Xia Wantang's forehead, making her wish she could immediately palm-strike Xia Ba to death.
Yet she could not actually kill Xia Ba. Better to...
Thinking of the fire-type spell she had just learned, Xia Wantang's gaze drifted toward a certain crucial area, disgusted to the point of a shudder:
Since this Xia Ba was blinded by lust and forcibly seized innocent women day after day, it would be better to burn his implement of crime to completely eliminate future trouble.
Such a villain was also harmful garbage remaining in the world; it was better to just leave him hanging by a thread where he could neither die nor live in peace.
Having the idea, she acted on it immediately.
She raised her right index finger, watching a few small tongues of flame flicker upon it.
With a slight flick of her finger, those flames acted as though they had eyes, directly assaulting several parts of Xia Ba's body—including the most crucial key area.
In order to leave no trace, she casually knocked down the candle by the bed.
"Aiyo! What is this thing? It's burning, it's burning me to death."
"My hair, my arm, my foot, my... why are they all on fire?!"
"Someone come, come quickly! Fetch water for this young master!"
Xia Wantang chuckled softly while escaping the crime scene:
Heehee, after suffering my big sister's spell, this fire won't go out unless it burns for a full incense stick's time!
Even with good luck, it'll still burn him half-paralyzed!
In order to manufacture an alibi, Xia Wantang changed her clothes after sneaking back to her room, then hurried over to join the excitement.
This also corroborated that murderers all liked to return to the scene of the crime to "appreciate" their own work.
"What's going on? What happened to the second young master?"
"The second young master's room caught fire for no reason! They say the candle by the head of the bed tipped over!"
"This fire is truly bizarre, they've poured several vats of water on it, why won't it go out?"
"Could it be the second young master provoked someone he shouldn't have?"
"Saintess, you've come at just the right time, see if you can use Ice Spiritual Energy to help put out the fire."
As soon as Xia Wantang arrived, she was pulled by servants to help.
Entering the room, the scene before her was simply too ghastly to look at.
She saw that several spots on Xia Ba's body were burning with flames; even though the servants kept pouring water onto them, it was of no use.
Where did Xia Ba still possess his arrogant expression from the day?
With his back covered in wounds compounded by the scorching sensation on his body, he rolled around on the floor in pain, crying out in muffled wails.
Witnessing such a scene, Xia Wantang deliberately feigned being startled, covering her mouth as she said:
"Didn't they say it caught fire? How did it end up like this?"
At this moment, Xia Yingwu and the family matriarch, He Qing, also hurried over.
Catching sight of Xia Ba's condition, He Qing fainted on the spot:
What kind of karmic retribution had her younger son accrued for not a single good thing to happen all day long!
"Mother!"
Just as she was collapsing, a refined man hurried over and caught He Qing.
This person was none other than Xia Yingwu's eldest son—Xia Qing.
When Xia Qing's gaze turned toward Xia Wantang, a look of stunned admiration flashed obviously in his eyes.
After a moment of daze, thinking of Xia Wantang's current strength, Xia Qing could not help speaking:
"Wantang, could I trouble you to try using your Ice Spiritual Energy to see if you can extinguish the flames on younger brother's body."
Xia Yingwu also nodded hastily:
"That's right, that's right, Wantang, quickly try and see if it works."
Naturally, Xia Wantang would not refuse.
The fire had already been burning for quite a while; even if this Xia Ba did not die, he would be crippled.
Fording hand incantations, a few ice crystals appeared in the palm of her hand.
Following that, with a wave of her delicate hand, the ice crystals swarmed separately to envelop the spots of flame, freezing Xia Ba into a few more wails of agony.
This taste of both ice and fire was not something just anyone could endure.
Fortunately, it took effect this time; after roughly half an incense stick of time, the flames ultimately failed to resist the erosion of the Ice Spiritual Energy, their red glow slowly turning into black smoke that dissipated.
However, Xia Ba, collapsed on the floor, was also on his last breath.
As soon as the flames were extinguished, Xia Wantang turned her head and walked straight outside:
"Since the matter is already concluded, it wouldn't be convenient for me to linger."
Xia Yingwu and the others had no spare attention for her, hastily crowding around Xia Ba's side to check his condition.
The following day.
Xia Wantang got up early in the morning, feeling refreshed:
The feeling of eliminating pests for the people was truly wonderful!
Xia Yingwu paid out compensation, and Xia Ba was left half-paralyzed.
Then the original host's remaining enemies were only the two elders of the Xia Family.
When Xia Wantang had run for Saintess, those two elders had raised both hands and feet in support. Anyway, it wasn't them stepping into the sea of fire and mountain of swords; they would only sit back and reap the profits, taking the Azure Cloud Palace's benefits.
The Fire Spirit Root was an exceptional secret weapon.
As everyone knew, the Saintess possessed the Ice Spirit Root, which was two extremes with fire, so no one would suspect that the perpetrator from last night was her.
Thinking along these lines, Xia Wantang walked toward the courtyard, took out the Jianjia Sword, and prepared to review the Purple Firmament Swordplay early.
Ever since leaving the Azure Cloud Palace, she had not practiced the sword anymore, and somewhat missed the days of shedding sweat with Ye Xing every day.
Yet, just as she walked into the courtyard, she discovered that a handsome figure had already stolen a march on her—
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