Conditions for Unlocking the Peony Goddess Trial

"Mhm, yes!"

"I'm Ning Weiyang!"

Ning Weiyang answered eagerly, seeming a little anxious.

Peony took in Ning Weiyang's emotions and merely smiled faintly.

She raised her hand, and a blooming Seven-Colored Peony appeared in her palm.

Peony plucked a petal from it and let it fall onto Ning Weiyang's forehead.

At once, Ning Weiyang felt as though her mind had been emptied, leaving her feeling incredibly light.

At the same time, Peony's divine mark was left between her brows.

It was a tiny floral ornament.

"I have planted the Peony Goddess Mark within you. From now on, follow the mark's guidance to evolve your Martial Soul. Once your Martial Soul has fully evolved, you may begin the Peony Goddess Trial. When that time comes, I will appear again and guide you through the trial."

There was a divine radiance about Peony, as well as a maternal warmth.

She was very gentle, looking upon Ning Weiyang as though she were her own child.

Ning Weiyang had the illusion that Peony was her mother, and she liked Peony from the bottom of her heart.

She nodded to show that she understood.

Peony smiled slightly. "Then, we'll meet again next time."

As soon as she finished speaking, Peony vanished into the sea of flowers before Ning Weiyang could say anything else.

At the same moment, Ning Weiyang was teleported back to the dormitory.

It was that same feeling of crossing through ages.

Ning Weiyang abruptly opened her eyes.

Lying in bed, she stared at the ceiling.

This time, she did not feel any sense of detachment.

Subconsciously sitting up, Ning Weiyang could not help looking around.

Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling were already fast asleep, and the dormitory was lit only by the faint moonlight streaming in through the window.

Everything was so peaceful.

Ning Weiyang sighed softly.

She had thought she would receive a divine trial, but she had not expected that she first needed to evolve her Martial Soul.

But didn't that also prove that her Martial Soul was far from ordinary?

Just like Tang San.

Tang San's Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul carried the bloodline of the Blue Silver Emperor.

Then hers...

Could it be the Peony Flower Emperor?

Then wouldn't that mean her mother was...

Ning Weiyang shook her head.

No, no, no. Her mother should not be a soul beast.

Forget it. She should sleep first.

Ning Weiyang lay back down and closed her eyes.

The next day.

In the morning, the academy's wake-up bell rang.

The crisp morning breeze slowly drifted into the dormitory through the window. Golden sunlight spilled over the books on the long table, making them gleam.

Ning Weiyang rolled around in bed several times, wanting to sleep a little longer.

But the wake-up bell rang relentlessly for ten whole minutes, driving away every last bit of her drowsiness.

"Weiyang, we have theory class this morning. All of us need to attend class in the large classroom. I've already picked up your books for you. Get yourself ready, and we'll leave in a while."

Seeing that Ning Weiyang still looked half-asleep even after sitting up in bed, Dugu Yan could not help smiling.

She pointed at the books on Ning Weiyang's desk, reminding her to bring them.

Ning Weiyang rubbed her sleepy eyes and let out a long yawn. "Thank you, Sister Yanzi..."

Dugu Yan smiled, finding Ning Weiyang rather adorable.

Ning Weiyang picked up her school uniform and pulled it straight on.

To save trouble, she always prepared her clothes the night before. That way, she only needed to put them on when she got up.

After washing up, Ning Weiyang realized that Ye Lingling was not in the dormitory.

She could not help asking, "Sister Yanzi, where did Sister Lingling go?"

Dugu Yan sat on a stool and answered with a smile, "Lingling went to buy breakfast first. We can just head straight to the large classroom later."

Ning Weiyang nodded, showing that she understood.

When she went to the table to get her books, she saw more than a dozen small clay figurines neatly arranged on it.

One of them even looked like her.

Ning Weiyang's eyes immediately lit up. "Sister Yanzi, did you buy all these for me? They're so pretty!"

She touched the little figurine of herself, delighted beyond measure.

Dugu Yan nodded, resting her chin on her hand as she tilted her head and smiled. "I think it doesn't quite look like you yet. Weiyang, how about I take you out next time so we can make another one?"