Might As Well Burn His Tools

"Ah! Haaa..."

A bone-chilling burning sensation swept through Xia Wantang's entire body, and she couldn't help but cry out.

Fortunately, she had already set up a formation beforehand, so no one outside the room could hear what was happening inside.

[Host, just hold on a little longer, the fusion will be complete soon!]

"Haaa... haaa..."

About five minutes passed, and the Fire Spirit Root was finally refined. Xia Wantang was covered in sweat, her pretty face pale:

"I knew refining the Fire Spirit Root wouldn't be easy, but I didn't expect it to be this agonizing."

[Because the attribute this time was too extreme, that's why it was so painful. Refining other spirit roots in the future will be much easier than this.]

"Fine, to become strong, you first have to suffer. I can handle this much pain."

If before Xia Wantang had cultivated with a playful mindset, after the incident with She Yunzi, she deeply realized that to survive in the Questioning Immortals Realm, becoming stronger was the only option.

And the sooner, the better.

[Host, host, after refining the Fire Spirit Root, your cultivation has directly broken through to the middle stage of the Profound Heaven Realm!]

Xia Wantang also felt the changes in her body.

In this world, breakthroughs in cultivation do not require undergoing a lightning tribulation, which is a good thing.

Otherwise, whether in Luoxia City or Azure Cloud Palace, every breakthrough would cause a commotion within a certain radius.

After casting a cleansing spell on herself, Xia Wantang changed into a set of night-blooming clothes, put on a black mask, and sneaked out of the house.

Relying on her memory and superb movement techniques, she quickly found Xia Ba's residence.

Because he had been beaten badly during the day, Xia Ba had gone to bed early.

"Ouch, my back really hurts, how can I possibly sleep?"

"That little girl Xia Wantang, if I ever get the chance, I'll tear her into a thousand pieces! Ouch..."

Xia Ba lay on his side in bed, his mouth also restless, constantly cursing.

His curses were vulgar and mostly related to Xia Wantang.

What he didn't know was that the person in question was present and had heard every word.

Xia Wantang's forehead developed the character "well" (representing anger), wishing she could kill Xia Ba on the spot.

But she couldn't possibly kill Xia Ba, so why not...

Thinking of the fire elemental magic she had just learned, Xia Wantang's gaze drifted to a certain crucial area, and she shivered with disgust:

Since this Xia Ba is lustful and constantly forces himself on innocent women, why not burn his tools of destruction to prevent future trouble?

Such a scoundrel is just harmful garbage left in the world. It's better to leave him with a thread of life, unable to die but also unable to live peacefully.

With the idea in mind, she acted immediately.

She raised her right index finger, and several small flames shot out from it.

With a slight movement of her finger, the flames, as if they had eyes, directly attacked several parts of Xia Ba's body, including his most crucial private parts.

To avoid leaving any traces, she also knocked over a candle by the bedside.

"Ouch! What is it, it's burning, it's burning me to death!"

"My hair, my arm, my foot, my... why are they all on fire!"

"Someone, quickly, someone! Fetch water for this young master!"

Xia Wantang chuckled as she fled the scene:

Hmph, after suffering my sister's magic, these flames won't go out for at least an hour!

Even if he's lucky, he'll be paralyzed!

To create an alibi, Xia Wantang sneaked back to her room, changed her clothes, and rushed to join the commotion.

This also proved that culprits often like to return to the scene of the crime to "admire" their work.

"What's going on? What happened to the second young master?"

"The second young master's room inexplicably caught fire! They said the candle by the bed fell over!"

"This fire is really strange. They've poured several vats of water, but it still hasn't gone out!"

"Could it be that the second young master has provoked someone he shouldn't have?"

"Saintess, you've arrived just in time. Can you see if Ice Spiritual Energy can help extinguish the fire?"

As soon as Xia Wantang arrived, she was pulled over by a servant to help.

Entering the room, the scene was simply unbearable to look at.

Several parts of Xia Ba's body were burning, and even though the servants kept pouring water on him, it was useless.

Xia Ba no longer had the arrogant demeanor he had during the day.

His back was covered in scars, and coupled with the burning sensation on his body, he rolled on the ground in pain, crying out incoherently.

Seeing the scene, Xia Wantang deliberately pretended to be startled, covering her mouth as she said:

"Didn't they say there was a water leak? How could it be like this?"

At this moment, Xia Yingwu and the matriarch, Madam He Qing, also rushed over.

Upon seeing Xia Ba's condition, He Qing fainted on the spot:

What sin did her youngest son commit to have nothing but bad things happen all day!

"Mother!"

Just as she was about to fall, a refined man rushed over and caught He Qing.

This person was Xia Yingwu's eldest son—Xia Qing.

When Xia Qing's gaze fell upon Xia Wantang, his eyes clearly flashed with admiration.

After a moment of stunned silence, recalling Xia Wantang's current strength, Xia Qing couldn't help but say:

"Wantang, please use your Ice Spiritual Energy to try and extinguish the flames on my little brother."

Xia Yingwu quickly nodded in agreement:

"Yes, yes, Wantang, hurry and try it."

Xia Wantang naturally wouldn't refuse.

The fire had been burning for a while now; Xia Ba would be crippled even if he survived.

She formed a hand seal, and several ice crystals appeared in her palm.

Then, with a wave of her fair hand, the ice crystals enveloped the flames, causing Xia Ba to wail again from the cold.

This dual sensation of ice and fire was not something anyone could endure.

Fortunately, it was effective this time. After about half an incense stick's worth of time, the flames could no longer withstand the erosion of the Ice Spiritual Energy. The red glow slowly turned into black smoke and dissipated.

However, Xia Ba, lying on the ground, was also on the verge of death.

As soon as the flames were extinguished, Xia Wantang turned and walked out:

"Since the matter is concluded, I shouldn't overstay my welcome."

Xia Yingwu and the others didn't bother with her and rushed to Xia Ba's side to check on him.

The next day.

Xia Wantang woke up early in the morning, feeling refreshed:

It feels good to eliminate harm for the people!

Xia Yingwu paid the money, and Xia Ba was paralyzed from the waist down.

This meant that the original owner's remaining enemies were only the two elders of the Xia Family.

Back when Xia Wantang was running for Saintess, the two elders had supported her wholeheartedly. Since they weren't the ones venturing into dangerous territory, they would simply reap the benefits and accept rewards from the Azure Cloud Palace.

The Fire Spirit Root was an excellent secret weapon.

As everyone knew, the Saintess possessed the Ice Spirit Root, the polar opposite of fire, so no one suspected her of being the perpetrator last night.

While thinking, Xia Wantang walked towards the courtyard, took out the Jianjia Sword, and prepared to review the Purple Firmament Swordplay early.

She hadn't practiced her swordplay since leaving the Azure Cloud Palace and missed the days of sweating it out with Ye Xing.

However, as soon as she reached the courtyard, she found a handsome figure had already arrived before her—