You Don't Believe Me

There was a simple truth in this world: humans were born from humans, demons from demons, and Sea Demons from Heavenly Tribulations.

Everything was so natural and self-evident that no means capable of breaking this law had ever appeared in the world.

Even after Ling Zhi had conceived of this method back then, she had tried to break that boundary, but she had never succeeded and was eventually forced to give up.

But now, Su Ming had actually found a way. He had even put it into action—and succeeded.

At the very least, Ling Zhi could sense only a faint trace of demonic aura from Su Ming. That aura was still continuously dissipating, and one day, it would vanish completely.

And that day would not be far off. By then, Su Ming would truly be able to evade this Heavenly Tribulation, perhaps even every Heavenly Tribulation to come. After all, he had already become a part of the Heavenly Tribulation, even beginning to take its place in reshuffling the world.

"Wife, does my method meet your standards?"

Su Ming's face returned to normal as he looked at Ling Zhi with a cheerful smile.

Ling Zhi's mind was in chaos. She had even wanted to kneel and beg Su Ming to tell her this method as well, but she quickly regained her composure.

Ling Zhi feared death, but she was extremely clever—clever enough not to believe that something the powerful beings of thirty thousand eras had failed to accomplish had somehow been achieved by Su Ming.

So what if Su Ming was a Fox Spirit? What made him special? What made her special? Compared to those thirty thousand eras, what did either of them amount to?

Rather than believe Su Ming, Ling Zhi was more willing to believe Lin Jun.

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