"Good heavens, is this adorable little guy the Eternal Holy Lord?"
Han Xuanji was secretly alert, but he didn't show it on his face and just stayed where he was.
Who would have thought that this adorable little beast could kill Sage with a single breath?
He dared not act rashly; if he angered the other party, he wouldn't even know how he died.
He now understood why this was the Ninth Heaven.
A Saint Holy Lord Realm is guarding the pass—are you afraid?
If you are not afraid of death, then face it with the body of the Eternal True Lord!
Zixiao circled him twice, sniffed the hem of his clothes with her pink nose, then let out a "Ya!" and suddenly took a few steps back. With a "smack," she whipped her tail and stood on her hind legs, crossing her front paws in front of her chest, looking up at Han Xuanji with a tone of both surprise and delight:
Why do you smell similar to your owner?
"Um?"
Han Xuanji raised an eyebrow, pondering to himself.
The little beast before them was the Holy Lord's spirit pet, so it was naturally very familiar with the aura of the Ten Directions Holy Lord.
The point he shares with the Ten Directions Holy Lord is likely the term "[ Shengxin Dao Body ]".
Such a top-tier physique is extremely rare, and it's likely that you couldn't find another like it on the entire Eternal Continent.
He was an exception, allowing this type of constitution to reappear.
"My name is Han Xuanji. Greetings, senior."
Han Xuanji's heart stirred slightly, and he cupped his hands in a gesture of respect to the little beast:
"Perhaps I share the same physique as Senior Ten Directions Holy Lord?"
"Senior? You're calling me senior?"
Zixiao was taken aback at first, then held its tail high, adopting an air of smugness:
"Not bad, not bad, you're very polite! These days, there aren't many people willing to call me 'senior,' but I didn't expect you to recognize me, Lord Zixiao, at a glance."
Speaking of which, it was also a little annoyed.
There weren't many trial participants who made it this far, and the previous ones showed it no reaction at all, treating it as just a mascot, which made it quite unhappy, and its final fate was naturally not good.
Han Xuanji, however, was different; she had a keen eye for detail!
He's clearly a promising talent.
Most importantly, it shares the same constitution as its owner; this is truly fate.
The Spirit of the Sacred Domain watched this scene from the depths of the void, feeling both annoyed and amused.
It was initially worried for Han Xuanji, fearing that the little rascal might throw a tantrum and cause him immense suffering.
Although this little thing looks harmless, its strength is inversely proportional to its appearance. If it really gets angry, it can turn the entire Ten Directions Immortal Hall upside down.
"This lad is quite lucky; he's already received praise from Lord Zixiao so quickly."
The Spirit of the Sacred Domain muttered to itself, but felt a little relieved.
Sure enough, after the little beast recognized the taste, it became increasingly affectionate towards Han Xuanji, tugging at his sleeve and asking him about interesting things.
Han Xuanji wasn't in a hurry. While speaking, he took out the lightning-attribute spiritual item he had signed in from the System Space, squatted down, and handed it to Zixiao.
The little beast was stunned for a moment, then its eyes lit up. It picked up a spirit fruit and started to eat it, its cheeks bulging. As it ate, it mumbled something indistinctly:
"You're a good person! Really good! Much better than those stingy guys who only care about passing the levels!"
Don't let its small size fool you; any food it swallows disappears instantly.
After eating one of Han Xuanji's Thunder Origin Fruit, Zixiao was satisfied. Its purple eyes were half-closed, and its tail lazily swept back and forth.
He seemed quite satisfied with Han Xuanji's feeding.
After all, Thunder Origin Fruit is no ordinary fruit; it is extremely valuable. The Thunder Origin Fruit that Han Xuanji gave it was the best of the best, and even it had never tasted such a high-quality Thunder Origin Fruit before.
It stretched out one front paw and pointed to a stone gate deep in the bamboo forest in the distance, casually saying:
"Go, go, I acknowledge you. That door leads to the Tenth Heaven."
You deserve full marks!
Han Xuanji smiled, cupped his hands in a respectful gesture, and then turned and walked towards the stone gate.
Once his figure disappeared through the stone gate, the Spirit of the Sacred Domain let out a long breath, muttering to itself with a wry smile:
"I've worried for nothing. This little devil has never been so nice to anyone before. It's making me wonder if this kid is the Holy Lord's illegitimate son. By playing to his tastes, I've actually won Lord Zixiao's favor..."
After saying that, it sighed again, its tone becoming more serious:
"He's reached the tenth level; now it's up to his own fate."
Han Xuanji passed through the stone gate, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
In stark contrast to the garden scenery of the Ninth Heaven, the Tenth Heaven is a true celestial realm.
The sky was clear and blue, with a few wisps of clouds hanging down. In the distance, cranes flapped their wings, and nearby, a clear spring gurgled.
Before me lay a vast complex of palaces built against the mountainside, with pavilions and towers stretching endlessly, their upturned eaves reaching towards the sky like phoenix wings, and glazed tiles gleaming with a warm golden luster in the sunlight.
Each palace was majestic and dignified, without a trace of murderous aura. As the Daoist temple of the Ten Directions Holy Lord, it was naturally not a place for trials.
At this point, to be honest, intelligence is no longer of any use.
It's up to him now.
Han Xuanji thought about it for a moment and decided to stop worrying about it.
Although there were no directions, since we were already there, we decided to find a place to sign in first.
Han Xuanji headed straight for the central celestial palace, his steps unhurried, his gaze slowly sweeping over the palaces on both sides.
He encountered no obstacles, restrictions, Guardian, or sudden murderous intent along the way.
The entire palace complex was as still as a painting, with only him walking among it.
This silence, however, made Han Xuanji feel a sense of unease.
The first Nine Heavens each harbored their own murderous intent, yet the Tenth Heaven was so peaceful; there were only two possibilities.
Either there are no trials here, or the real test has already begun, but he just doesn't know it yet.
After walking for about half an incense stick's time, a magnificent central hall appeared at the end of the main road, several times larger than any of the palaces we had seen along the way.
The temple base is several feet above the ground, and is made of a single piece of blue-gold divine jade, forming steps. The steps are divided into nine layers, each with nine steps, for a total of eighty-one steps.
The palace gate was as tall as the gates of heaven, its doors tightly shut. Above the gate hung a huge plaque with the four characters " Ten Directions Immortal Hall," which was exactly the place Han Xuanji was looking for.
[The eleven-star sign-in location " Ten Directions Immortal Hall " has been detected. Sign in now? (Each sign-in costs 2,000 Eternal Point Count, up to 20 sign-ins)]
Han Xuanji paused slightly in her steps.
The place to sign in for the eleventh star.
It takes a total of 40,000 Eternal Point Count to complete all the sign-ins.
Although he doesn't have a lot of Eternal Point Count at the moment, he still has 150,000, which is something he can afford.
More importantly, the system has never let him down.
"Never mind, I'll just sign in first."
Han Xuanji had no idea what the Ten Directions Holy Lord was up to, but since he was already here...
After signing in, he didn't care even if the Ten Directions Holy Lord's legacy was ultimately lost.
"System, check-in."