Everyone Wants To Pamper The Lucky Daughter
/ Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter Chapter 1539
Chapter 1539: Chapter 1526: Phoenix Nirvana, soaring into the sky, the past is gone, do not dwell on foolish thoughts_1 Chapter 1539: Chapter 1526: Phoenix Nirvana, soaring into the sky, the past is gone, do not dwell on foolish thoughts_1 “Ancestor.”
In the azure sky, a void rift appeared, and a middle-aged beautiful woman walked out of the void portal, respectfully performing a salute.
True Master Guang Qin put down the teapot, his sword-like eyebrows slightly furrowed: “Didn't you go to Licheng? Why have you returned?”
“The matter Ancestor ordered has made progress, and I came back to report to Ancestor specifically.”
The middle-aged beautiful woman lowered her eyebrows and repeated the news Jiang Manyun had investigated without missing a word.
As indicated by the heavenly signs, it's true!
However, he didn't know what kind of fate she had with him?
True Master Guang Qin stroked his smooth chin with interest and ordered solemnly: “This woman has extraordinary talents and is no ordinary person. We must recruit her to the Ethereal Immortal Palace at all costs.”
“Yes.”
The middle-aged beautiful woman respectfully accepted the order, took a glance at the teacup on the Pear Blossom Wood table, and seemed to casually cast a glance at a certain point in the void. Then she turned around, entered the void again, and disappeared.
“Guang Qin, considering your many years of hard work in guarding the Spirit Realm, this Immortal Envoy will give you a word of advice.”
After the middle-aged beautiful woman left, the Immortal Envoy's vague voice came from the void: “Phoenix nirvana, flying to the sky, the past has gone, don't have delusions.”
“What does Immortal Envoy mean by this?”
True Master Guang Qin was startled, and asked subconsciously.
No one answered him, only the cool mountain breeze blowing from the cliff top, lifting his snow-white hair, fluttering with the wind.
*
Licheng.
The annual Ascension Tournament officially began. Lin Qingluo showed her Identity Token and signed up to participate. She followed the sequence of the draw and entered the competition.
“Damn, it's too brutal. Vine cage, Man-Eating Flower, how can you fight this?”
“Heh, what are vines? You didn't see the Flame Cage? It's truly terrifying, like being trapped in purgatory.”
“The last match was even more horrific, summoning Wind Blades with a wave of her hand, filling the sky. If she hadn't admitted defeat, she would've been torn to shreds.”
“Lightning storm is even more terrifying, striking the body from head to toe, leaving everything charred.”
“Damn it, is she even human? A match can't last ten rounds with her. The shortest one admitted defeat as soon as she saw the Wind Blade.”
“Anyone who encounters such a fierce person is unlucky. It's not easy to wait for a year, and then you meet such a tough opponent. There's no chance to make it to the top ten. If you want to enter the Three Great Immortal Palaces, you'll have to wait another year.”
“Where did this woman come from? She's extraordinary.”
“Where else could she be from? She ascended just like you and me, but with much stronger capabilities.”
“If I were to encounter such a ruthless woman, I would admit defeat directly too. I can't do it this year. I'll go back and cultivate hard for a year. I can come back stronger next year. If I get seriously injured, my life could be in danger in the treacherous environment of the Spirit Realm.”
“Makes sense. I'll also forfeit. As long as the green hills remain, there's no need to worry about firewood. It's essential to stay alive.”
Lin Qingluo had great strength, using various mystic arts of wind, thunder, and fire to break through and advance, shocking everyone and causing an unprecedented sensation.
Not only the Ascenders who attended the competition, but also the various major cultivation sects who came to recruit elite talent, and the Mahayana Stage Elders, were stunned by the powerful younger generation.
The Three Great Immortal Palaces' Palace Masters were even more excited, their eyes shining, racking their brains to come up with killer strategies to recruit the most outstanding junior talents to their sects.
*
The final competition began.
Lin Qingluo competed against a tall and sturdy man on the same stage, vying for the first place.
The man was as tall as an iron tower, his body-refining technique reaching perfection, and his iron-wall-like body fearless of injury.
Chapter end
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