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He actually got away...
The Demon God has escaped, the central divine pillar has reappeared, what should be done next?
She was gripped by deep unease.
Flowing Cloud Sect, behind Ethereal Peak.
"A Xue, tell me, will I win or lose?"
"Qiaoqiao, I think we'd better run away..."
"No, I must defeat the Demon God."
Three days have passed since the celestial anomaly and the appearance of the central divine pillar.
After the celestial dog devoured the sun, the central divine pillar, which had been hidden in the very center of the entire Central Province, was revealed in its entirety. It was a majestic divine pillar that reached the heavens and touched the earth, with a faint light surrounding its body, sacred and magnificent.
But the light only lasted for less than a moment before it was completely swallowed by darkness. Although the celestial phenomena returned to normal, the area within a hundred miles around the divine pillar was covered by a thick demonic mist, where no vegetation grew and all life was cut off.
Some monks risked their lives to go in and investigate, but none of them came out alive.
The group concluded that it must be a fog even more dangerous than the miasma at the bottom of the abyss, and anyone who approached it would die.
No one knew what was happening near the sacred pillar; a profound sense of panic gripped everyone.
The cultivators all heard what the Demon God said that day.
Now they finally understood— Song Wuya and Aqi were both puppets of the Demon God. The Demon God didn't care about their lives or deaths, nor did he want to recruit any subordinates. He controlled the area around the divine pillar and was probably trying to find a way to break it.
According to him, if the central pillar collapses, heavenly fire will descend upon the world.
This is the scene the Demon God desires to see—the three realms plunged into chaos, and he will bring even greater calamities.
It turns out that from the very beginning, the only person they could count on was the goddess.
These days, more and more cultivators are gathering outside the Flowing Cloud Sect. They are no longer full of scheming, but sincerely hoping that the goddess will step forward to deal with the Demon God.
After witnessing the final pillar with their own eyes, no one harbored any more illusions.
Some people even knelt outside the sect for a long time, kowtowing until their heads bled.
"Qiaoqiao, don't worry about them," A Xue said. "These opportunists should be burned to death by the heavenly fire!"
"I didn't do it for them," Qiaoqiao stroked its soft feathers, "It was for my senior brothers and sisters, for Ethereal Peak, for everyone in the Flowing Cloud Sect."
"Can--"
"Waaaaah, Qiaoqiao, this is so touching!"
Suddenly, a bald man appeared on the hillside behind them, and an elder was weeping bitterly, tears streaming down his face. "So touching, sob sob..."
Qiaoqiao was startled. When did this person get here?!
Turning around, more and more heads popped out. Behind the small hill, a crowd had gathered, probably half of the Flowing Cloud Sect had come, including Mu Liuyun, whose eyes were slightly red. "Qiaoqiao, we'll go with you."
"That's right!" Elder Wu said, "I'll risk my old life; I refuse to believe I can't kill that Demon God!"
The senior students stepped forward and said in unison, "We'll go too."
Qiaoqiao blinked. "But none of you can get into the demonic mist."
Everyone:...
"The divine sword told me that the Flowing Cloud Lamp is a magical artifact left behind by the goddess. Only the Flowing Cloud Lamp can dispel the demonic mist, and only I can awaken the lamp," she said. "Even the lamp can only dispel a small area of demonic mist, and I can only take two people in at most."
"I!"
"Take me!!"
The elders nearly fought tooth and nail for a spot.
Qiaoqiao's eyes lit up. "I've already decided on someone!"
The group had no choice but to give up arguing and hope that she would choose them.
Qiaoqiao smiled, her eyes crinkling. "Don't worry, no matter who I choose, we'll definitely live."
When she smiles, her eyes sparkle like stars, and her eyebrows curve into a smile, like warm sunshine shining into everyone's heart. She is so beautiful that she dispels all gloom.
"Waaaaah!!"
"Aaaaaaah!!"
The elders burst into tears. What virtue or ability did their Flowing Cloud Sect possess to have a disciple like Qiaoqiao? She should have been their precious treasure, but instead, she had to face the storms alone.
Her shoulders are still so slender, yet she has to shoulder the heavy responsibility of saving the three realms.
She is clearly such a lovely little girl.
How could they bear to part with it!
[Oh dear, the elders are crying so pitifully.]
[It's just fighting a Demon God, how could he possibly be my match!]
Senior brothers and sisters:...
The word "fear" truly doesn't exist in my junior sister's dictionary.
Several people stepped forward, Shen Ji said, "Junior Sister, when you come back, I'll teach you whatever sword technique you want to learn."
Xiao Tingyu: "You can choose any of the Xiao Household's magical treasures!"
Wen Zhi: "These pills—"
Qiaoqiao leaned closer to her and whispered, "Senior Sister, how's your research on that Saint Pill coming along?"
After returning, she handed the Saint Pill that her master had given her to her third senior sister for research.
Wen Zhi frowned. "This is not Saint Pill; in fact, there are no elixirs in the world that can grant ascension simply by consuming them."
The true path is hard to find; trying to take shortcuts will only harm yourself.
"Then what is it?"
"Its ingredients are somewhat similar to the Immortality Pill, but its potency is stronger. It should be an essence condensed from a large amount of the elixir liquid in the Heaven-Melting Cauldron."
"So, the Immortality Pill is the regular version, while the one Nangong has is the advanced version, and this one is the ultimate version with the strongest medicinal effects?"
"... That's one way to understand it."
"Then what's its use?"