Chapter 1788: The Spirit Maiden and the Rabbit Maiden

It was quite clear that the Spirit Maiden and Bai Ling were quite fond of one another.

Their alliance struck horror and despair into the hearts of all of the disciples.

Bai Ling’s trials often brought them to the point of howling sobs, and now, with the Spirit Maiden thrown into the mix, were they even going to be able to survive the sect trials anymore?

The Rabbit Maiden skipped over to the Spirit Maiden before calling out in a friendly voice, “Sister Spirit Maiden.”

“You’re…” The Spirit Maiden turned toward the Rabbit Maiden, and memories of the distant past surfaced in her mind as her expression transformed into one of unadulterated fury. “You’re Heavenly Monarch Xi Ling!”

Boom!

Suffocating soul power suddenly erupted from the Spirit Maiden’s body.

She rushed forward and wrapped her hands around the Rabbit Maiden’s neck before picking her up from the ground.

“Little Rabbit!” An Lin was given a fright upon seeing this, and he stepped forward to mediate.

“Don’t come here!” the Rabbit Maiden suddenly yelled.

Everyone faltered in their footsteps and were at a loss for what to do.

Surprisingly, the Rabbit Maiden did not resist. She allowed herself to be suspended in the air by the Spirit Maiden and looked at her with a guilt-ridden expression.

“Spirit Maiden, please calm down. I didn’t participate in Heavenly Monarch Bei Luo’s scheme to kill the Spirit Patriarch. I was trapped in a Small World by him at that time…”

“Even then, you still deserve to die! If it weren’t for your invitation, why would the Spirit Patriarch decide to communicate with the Spirit Tribe and trust Heavenly Monarch Bei Luo? All Spirit Tribe beings deserve to die!” The Spirit Maiden’s breathing accelerated, and her spirit body shimmered with light, indicating that she was currently extremely worked up.

“I’m sorry.” The Rabbit Maiden hung her head with shame and guilt.

She knew that the Spirit Patriarch was very good to her, and it was exactly due to the fact that the Spirit Patriarch had placed too much trust in her that Heavenly Monarch Bei Luo’s sinister plan was able to succeed.

Heavenly Monarch Bei Luo had also been extremely genuine and warm toward the Spirit Patriarch at that time.

Who would have thought that the friendly facade he had donned for tens of thousands of years would crack without warning, revealing his true self to be a cruel and merciless fiend.

The Rabbit Maiden was not going to deny her fault in the matter. She was one of the most powerful beings in the Realm of Stars, but she chose to hang her head before a mere artifact spirit in a display of guilt and apology.

“You!” The Spirit Maiden was filled with anger and disgust at the sight of the Rabbit Maiden’s pitiful display.

Boom!

The earth suddenly tremored violently.

The Rabbit Maiden was hurled into the ground by the Spirit Maiden, creating a massive crater in the ground.

“You never resist or refute me, just like before! You’re so docile, you make me sick!” The Spirit Maiden left these parting words before turning around and making her way back into the Spirit Patriarch Palace.

An Lin helped the Rabbit Maiden up from the crater with a concerned expression on his face. “Are you alright?”

A gentle smile appeared on the Rabbit Maiden’s face as she looked at the Spirit Maiden’s parting figure. “Sister Spirit Maiden hasn’t changed at all. She’s just a softie at heart.”

“A softie psychopath perhaps,” An Lin grumbled.

The Rabbit Maiden: “…”

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An Lin could still clearly recall the twisted and insane facets of the Spirit Maiden’s personality during the Spirit Patriarch trials. As such, he simply couldn’t think of the Spirit Maiden as a softie!

Peaceful days resumed after this.

The Heavenly Human Tribe wasn’t doing anything aside from instigating a few small battles here and there.

An Lin didn’t have anything to do aside from spending his days in a leisurely fashion in the sect.

He was waiting, waiting for the sun and bone in his sea of vital energy to be fully absorbed.

All he needed to do was to wait, and he would become more powerful!

In the meantime, all of the Four Nine Immortal Sect disciples and elders were still working hard on cultivating, completing missions, and fortifying the borders of the Kingdom of the Nine States.

The Spirit Maiden and Bai Ling brought out a new line of spiritual trials in the Spirit Patriarch Palace.

The spiritual trials were suitable for the Dao Body Stage, the Spirit Nurturing Stage, the Soul Formation Stage, the Return to Void Stage, and the Dao Integration Stage, so they catered to all cultivation bases! The contents of the trials were also quite diversified and encompassed a myriad of different things.

All Four Nine Immortal Sect disciples could enter the Spirit Patriarch Palace trials for free, and apparently, those who displayed outstanding performances during the trials could receive extremely rich rewards.

Most of the disciples were unable to resist the temptations and entered the Spirit Patriarch Palace trials. All of them entered with smiles and left in tears, creating quite a bizarre spectacle to behold.

Those demonic trials were too much to bear even for the powerful elders, let alone all of the disciples. Xue Zhantian had gone in, brimming with confidence, only to re-emerge as a ball of sopping wet fur from his tears. Da Bai went in yelling “woof woof woof” and came out yelling “wah wah wah”. Long Aotian went in with the intent of defying the natural order, only to re-emerge on a stretcher with a much more profound respect for the natural order.

Of course, even though these trials were extremely terrifying, the potential rewards justified the risks.

After enduring the trials, Xuanyuan Cheng was struck by inspiration and invented his Soul Explosion Technique.

Sun Yuluo developed his soul power from the demonic trials and gradually began to understand the sword dao he was going to follow in the future.

Ada, Jin Ling, and Jin Yao were trying to experiment with spiritual resonation during the soul power trials in order to progress toward the Dao Integration Stage.

The Spirit Patriarch Palace trials were all God of Creation Stage trials, and their values were immeasurable. Soon, they had become the most renowned trials the Four Nine Immortal Sect had to offer and had developed to become a main selling point for the Four Nine Immortal Sect.

The aftermath of their Spirit Realm trip was already beginning to come to light.

A massive number of Void Spirit Tribe super mighty figures and powerful beings had fallen, a fact which the Void Spirit Tribe was desperately trying to hide, but the Four Nine Immortal Sect announced everything to the world.

The God Engulfing Skeleton, Ember, Infernal Abyss Emperor, Chaotic Demon Ball, Sword Essence Emperor, Dark Soul Emperor, and Bright Soul Snake were all dead… And all of them were slain by the Four Nine Immortal Sect!

If the above super mighty figures were, in fact, not dead, then why didn’t they come out and refute these claims?

The Void Spirit Tribe refrained from delivering a statement on this matter.

The entire world was in an uproar!

As expected, the Four Nine Immortal Sect once again dominated all mainstream headlines and further cemented their status as one of the most powerful forces on the entire Tai Chu Continent, not that this status required reaffirmation.

An Lin was quite pleased to see this. He was simultaneously boosting the morale of his allies and striking fear into the hearts of his enemies at the same time. After all, the reason why the human race had been able to combat the Heavenly Human Tribe, Heavenly Gods, and other races for all this time was because their unyielding morale and battle intent had carried them through all of these dark times!

On a bright and sunny day, An Lin lay on his lounge chair and flicked through all of the newspaper and magazine publications from all over the world with an elated expression.

The Four Nine Immortal Sect had dominated all of the headlines, and as the sect leader, there were naturally quite a few news articles about him as well. There were also many handsome portraits of him in white flowing robes plastered all over the article, which was something he was quite happy with.

A crane’s cry suddenly echoed in the sky above.

An Lin looked up to see a white crane descending from the sky with a golden scroll tied around its leg. The golden scroll exuded extremely potent energy fluctuations, and he was quite familiar with these energy fluctuations as they were unique to the Celestial Thearch.

“Is this an invitation for battle? How official!”

An Lin smiled as he unfurled the golden scroll before being greeted by the sight of a single word—Earth!