"Haha, although I have no idea what's going on, this King truly is a heaven-blessed genius—the universe's number one super-genius beauty. I can enter the Immortal Realm even while lying down."
Black Hole Worm King Chong Xiaoqian planted her hands on her hips and burst into laughter, immensely pleased with herself, as though she had been pumped full of chicken blood. She had originally been grinding herself to the bone for seven days and nights, but now she had recovered all at once.
She felt so good inside that she was practically floating.
According to the inherited memories, even for a Black Hole Worm King, advancing into the Immortal Realm was no easy feat. One had to endure eighty-one trials and tribulations before there was even a sliver of hope.
Yet she had not even grown up yet. She had pulled all-nighters gaming and relentlessly grinded away, and now she was actually about to step into the Immortal Realm.
If she was not the strongest genius the Black Hole Worm race had ever produced throughout its generations, then who was?
Without a doubt, so long as she used even one ten-thousandth of her talent, she could become the strongest Saint in minutes—the strongest King of all time.
But before she could finish laughing, a bolt of lightning suddenly descended from the sky and viciously struck straight at her head, blasting through the ceiling.
Boom!
That bolt instantly turned Chong Xiaoqian into a lump of black charcoal. The strike left her completely dazed, and even the crown atop her little head seemed to have fallen off.
"Oh no, I almost forgot. Advancing into the Immortal Realm seems to require passing a lightning tribulation. Looks like I'm supposed to get struck by lightning." Chong Xiaoqian suddenly recalled this extremely serious matter. Advancing