A Windfall of Points

Although Qian Renxue said this, Tang Ya still showed no reaction whatsoever.

Seeing Wu Xian's confusion, Qian Renxue crossed her arms and explained helplessly,

"Has it occurred to you that not even gods can shake the Chat Group? How could a strand of evil aura born from corruption possibly affect her mind?"

Wu Xian understood instantly.

Got it. She'd been hit so hard she shut down.

But although Tang Ya had shut down, her martial soul had not.

Under the influence of the evil aura produced after her corruption, it had begun hunting on its own.

Realizing this, Wu Xian opened the Chat Group and found that Tang Ya's avatar was indeed lit up.

In other words, her consciousness truly was perfectly safe under the Chat Group's protection. She had even been hiding in the Chat Group the whole time, lurking.

The discovery nearly made Wu Xian laugh. So she was playing ostrich, huh?

Forget it. Might as well see this through.

Although Tang Ya had been mentally shattered by the truth, it was somewhat related to him. Besides, she was a group member. He would reluctantly try to talk her through it.

[Wu Xian: I've noticed that you people just love overthinking things. With your little bit of strength, what can you accomplish no matter how much you agonize over it? You'd be better off cultivating more and saving up points. Once you're strong enough, what problem can't be solved?

At worst, exchange for a godhood and become a god directly. You can even resurrect your parents. One of you has poor cultivation talent, and the other can't cultivate because of evil fire. Instead of trying to find a solution, what's the point of dwelling on all this useless nonsense every day?]

Tang Ya did not react to those words.

However, Ma Xiaotao, who had gone back online after being unable to cultivate offline, immediately felt offended.

[Fire Phoenix Saintess: So what if I can't cultivate? I'm still stronger than you. Image: Six-Ring Soul Emperor.jpg]

In the image, Ma Xiaotao had waist-length red hair and wore a red dress, with six Soul Rings floating behind her.

Ma Xiaotao had scrolled through the earlier chat messages and gotten a clear understanding of everyone's strength.

With Wu Xian's basic strength, even if he had consumed an Immortal Herb, there was no way he could surpass her in such a short time, right?

Oh? Ma Xiaotao's pretty cocky.

[Wu Xian: I'm nothing special. Six years old, Six-Ring Soul Emperor. Image.jpg]

A Six-Ring Soul Emperor was nothing much in Ma Xiaotao's eyes.

But his age and terrifying Soul Ring Configuration immediately silenced her.

Tang Ya, who had been shut down, suddenly brightened. With the Chat Group's help, one could actually become this powerful.

Then did that mean becoming a god and resurrecting her parents were real too?

She eagerly opened the Chat Group shop and indeed found thousands of godhoods within it.

Just as Tang Ya was immersed in the Chat Group's immense power, Ma Xiaotao still refused to admit defeat.

As a self-proclaimed Shrek prodigy, what she excelled at most was stubbornly talking back.

[Fire Phoenix Saintess: You only became this strong because you got the Chat Group early and relied on it.]

Wu Xian frowned.

[Wu Xian: Nonsense. Everything I've achieved today came entirely through my own efforts. System, get me another Million-Year Soul Bone. This time, make it an External Soul Bone so little Ma Xiaotao can see my hard work.]

'Ding, insufficient points.'

[Fire Phoenix Saintess: Hahaha, you almost managed to show off there, kid.]

'Ding, the Snow Empress and Ice Empress have obtained Ten Thousand Year Profound Ice Marrow. Their fates have deviated. You have received 50,000 points.'

Something was off. They had only received fifty thousand points for obtaining the Ten Thousand Year Profound Ice Marrow?

Wu Xian was somewhat puzzled. Obtaining the Ten Thousand Year Profound Ice Marrow could be said to have drastically changed their fates and even affected Huo Yuhao's fate.

Those two points alone should have been worth far more than fifty thousand points.

But his confusion lasted only a moment before Wu Xian suddenly realized that the Ice and Snow Emperors had merely obtained the Ten Thousand Year Profound Ice Marrow; they had not yet broken through.

There was still a significant chance of failure in between.

If he wanted to gain a large number of points, he would likely have to wait until the two of them officially broke through using the Ten Thousand Year Profound Ice Marrow.

Just as he was thinking that, another notification sounded.

'Ding, Dugu Bo has broken through to Titled Douluo, condensed the Poison Soul Core, and completely remedied the inherited flaw of the Jade Phosphor Serpent Martial Soul. You have received 50,000 points.'

'Ding, Dugu Bo's eldest grandson, who was originally destined to die young, has been born safely. The Dugu Family bloodline has continued. You have received 20,000 points.'

Those two notifications exploded through Wu Xian's mind like bombs, leaving him dazed for a moment.

Dugu Bo had a grandson? Wait, so his daughter-in-law had not been carrying Dugu Yan after all.

That made sense. Dugu Yan was several years younger than Qian Renxue.

According to the original story, Qian Renxue would not even be born for several more years, so Dugu Yan naturally could not have been born yet.

With that, Wu Xian's points shot up to 270,000. He could obtain another Million-Year Soul Bone.

At that moment, Tang Ya, who had been immersed in the Chat Group's power, finally recovered from her shutdown.

She had found a new goal. To hell with reviving the Tang Sect.

From this day onward, her sole purpose in moving forward would be earning points, exchanging for a godhood, and resurrecting her parents.

Of course, if she could make Tang San suffer along the way, that would be even better.

The moment her consciousness returned to her body and she opened her eyes, she saw Wu Xian and Qian Renxue calmly staring at her.

Only then did Tang Ya realize what she had done earlier.

Talking back was one thing, but then she had been mentally shattered. Being mentally shattered was one thing, but then she had shut down.

The key was that she had been caught—and by the very person she had been talking back to.

A blush rose across her cheeks and rapidly spread to her ears.

Before long, steam was practically about to rise from her head.

At that moment, she only wished she had never woken up.

But Wu Xian had no intention of letting her off so easily.

"Well, well, Miss Ostrich. Aren't you going to bury your head in the Chat Group anymore?"

Before Tang Ya could answer, Wu Xian directly took a photo of her through the Chat Group and posted it there with a caption.

[The Ostrich Saintess has recovered]

Only then did Ma Xiaotao realize that the Blue Silver Saintess was Tang Ya.

That made sense. There seemed to be only one Blue Silver Grass Spirit Soul Master at Shrek Academy—Tang Ya.

Tang Ya was not very strong and had always been an unnoticed nobody. If not for Bei Bei, Ma Xiaotao would not even have known who she was.

Thinking that Tang Ya was the only person in the group remotely close to her, Ma Xiaotao immediately wanted to band together for warmth.

Not yet realizing that the Chat Group had a private chat function, she directly sent a message in the group.

[Ma Xiaotao: Xiaoya, we're both from Shrek. How about we join forces and earn points together?]

But Tang Ya did not reply. At that moment, she felt she had suffered total Social Death.

She buried her head beneath her pillow and turned into an ostrich once more.

Meanwhile, Meng Hongchen watched the scene in the Chat Group with shining eyes, rubbing her hands together as she prepared to fight at any moment.

She wanted the Shrek-Holy Spirit Cult Saintess to learn just how formidable Meng Hongchen of the Sun Moon Royal Soul Tool Academy was.

Originally, she had wanted to wait for Wu Xian's reply. Instead of getting one, she had stumbled upon such entertaining drama.

Unfortunately, after waiting forever, the Blue Silver Saintess Tang Ya did not say a single word.

She had no interest in the defeated Fire Phoenix Saintess either, so she merely curled her lips in disappointment and went offline to eat.