Time flew by. A year had quietly passed since Mo Lin ascended to the position of Dou Di.
This year had been a world-shaking one for the Dou Qi Continent. The Artifact Refining Sect stood unrivaled in power, and with Two Emperors in the Same Era, it had become the continent's universally acknowledged supreme holy land.
Yet within this holy land, the one who left people most dumbfounded—and even somewhat frightened—was not the two Dou Di sect masters, but their daughter: the merely four-year-old Mo Lingxi.
For ordinary children, four might have been the age of liveliness and curiosity about the world. But for Mo Lingxi, who had inherited the bloodline of a Dou Di, possessed innate Yin Yang Origin Power, and grown up nourished by endless resources, four years old already meant possessing terrifying strength that countless cultivators could strive for their entire lives without ever reaching—Six-star Dou Sheng!
Yes, a Six-star Dou Sheng! A four-year-old Six-star Dou Sheng!
If this news spread, it would be enough to shatter the understanding of the entire continent. Yet among the Artifact Refining Sect's upper ranks, it was an open secret—and a reality that filled people with both pride and headaches.
At this moment, deep within Mo Garden in the Primordial Chaos Realm, Little Lingxi's personal "Xi Palace" was a complete mess.
A large section of precious Spirit Jade floor tiles had shattered. The walls were covered in fist marks and claw scratches of varying depths, while violent energy fluctuations still lingered in the air.
The "culprit" behind it all wore an adorable little pink dress. She sat atop a pile of rubble, swinging her fair little legs as her pure, innocent eyes blinked at the furious Queen Medusa—her mother, Cai Lin.
"Mo. Ling. Xi!" Cai Lin enunciated each word, flames of