EBE Chapter 134 When the Female Supporting Character Becomes the Male Lead’s White Moonlight (1)
Chapter 134 When the Female Supporting Character Becomes the Male Lead’s White Moonlight (1)
After Ling Jinxing received the complicated plot, he looked up at the sky with a playful smile on his lips.
Then, she lightly opened her fingers, and the door to the system space opened. She stepped in and fell directly into the legendary spiritual spring.
"Tsk tsk, the original owner's body is so weak. A mortal with talent still wants to cultivate immortality? Get a marrow cleansing gift package first!" Ling Jinxing laughed at himself while enjoying the nourishment of the spiritual spring.
Three days later, when she opened her eyes again, her meridians were unblocked, as if she had been reborn. "Wow, I can finally move! Now, it's time for me to start taking drugs!"
She took out a bunch of bottles and jars from the system space, all of which were treasures she had collected in the world of immortal cultivation with her mother.
"These elixirs are my treasures. Today, I will let you show your true value!"
As Ling Jinxing swallowed the pills one by one, his cultivation level skyrocketed. "Nascent Soul Stage? No big deal! Next time I'll just ascend to the Immortal Realm and show you!"
Meng Meng was shocked: [Host, you're going to go to heaven! There are thunderstorms gathering outside, waiting to strike you, but you can't even find a single person.]
Ling Jinxing sneered, his eyes full of disdain: "Want to chop me? Ask yourself if you are qualified first! This is a system space. No matter how powerful your Heavenly Dao is, what can you do to me?"
The Heavenly Dao expressed its helplessness, as it could only detect that someone was undergoing a tribulation, but it could not find that person no matter what.
"Who on earth is this person who is undergoing this tribulation? Not only did he endure it in vain, but he also made me busy every day for nothing!"
The sect was in an uproar. "This is strange! These thunderclouds have been gathering for almost a month, so how come no one has successfully transcended the tribulation? Could it be some hidden master?"
As for Ling Jinxing, he was hiding in the system space, relying on elixirs to rapidly improve his cultivation.
"Ascend? That's not even a dream! Give me two more months, and I'll fly you directly to the Nine Heavens!"
Two months later, Ling Jinxing successfully "took" the ascension!
In the system space, she smiled triumphantly and said, "Heavenly Dao, oh Heavenly Dao, you have been looking for me for so long. Now that I have ascended, please take your time and see if you can find even a single hair of mine!"
The laws of nature were completely thrown into disarray. "What... what kind of deity is behind this? Not only did I end up in such a state of loneliness, but now they've made me a missing person!"
Stepping into this small world again, Ling Jinxing discovered that the village that was once bustling with life and vibrant has now turned into a scorched earth, with only broken walls and ruins telling of its past glory in the wind.
Then his figure flashed and headed straight for the Mingjian Sect that the original owner had mentioned.
The Mingjian Sect, a sect that enjoys a high reputation in the small world, will become the target of his venting of his unhappiness today.
As soon as he arrived in front of the sect gate, Ling Jinxing raised his hand and slapped it without saying a word. The palm wind, which condensed all his magic power, swept away like a tornado, instantly tearing the Mingjian Sect's proud protective formation into pieces.
The moment the formation was broken, smoke and dust rose up, and the entire sect seemed to be shaken.
"Who is so bold as to destroy the protective formation of our Mingjian Sect?" A group of disciples in fluttering clothes rushed over from all directions in panic, holding long swords, with solemn expressions, but they also maintained the pride of disciples of the sect.
Ling Jinxing raised his hand with a playful smile. He raised his hand slightly, and an invisible force surged out like a tide, knocking the disciples who were standing at the door, ready for battle, to the ground and making them look miserable.
"I'm your father! I have unlimited magical powers! Understand?" Her words were full of teasing and arrogance, which stunned everyone present.
Afterwards, Ling Jinxing walked all the way from the sect's main gate to the sect's main hall as if he was strolling in the garden.
Inside the main hall, a group of sanctimonious old men sat upright, their eyes revealing a bit of astonishment and uneasiness.
Ling Jinxing didn't even look at them, and just slapped them. The boundary marker not far away turned into powder in an instant, as if it had never existed.
"The Mingjian Sect? Humph, it seems to be nothing more than that. I thought it was some great sect, but it turns out to be just a bunch of rabble." Ling Jinxing's words were full of disdain and ridicule.
The boundary marker, which served as the sect's facade, has now become a pile of rubble. This is undoubtedly a great shame and humiliation for the Mingjian Sect.
Inside the hall, a white-haired old man suddenly stood up. He was the leader of the Mingjian Sect.
"Where did you come from, you rat? How dare you challenge the Mingjian Sect? You really don't know your place!" The sect leader shouted angrily, drew his sword from its sheath, pointed the tip of the sword directly at Ling Jinxing, and rushed over like a gust of wind.
However, Ling Jinxing simply raised his hand lightly, and with two fingers lightly pinched, he easily clamped the master's extremely sharp sword.
She exerted a little force, and with a "crack" sound, the sword broke in an instant, and the fragments scattered everywhere.
The headmaster looked at the broken sword in his hand in astonishment, his face full of disbelief.
Afterwards, the old sect leader raised his skinny hand, trying to fight with his skills, but was slapped away by Ling Jinxing. He rolled down the stairs like a kite with a broken string, and knocked the handrails of the stairs toppled over with "bangs".
"Puff!" A mouthful of blood spurted out, splashing all over the ground, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.
Ling Jinxing held a longsword in hand, the tip of the sword trembling slightly. His face was so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip out. He stared at the sect leader with a sharp gaze and said coldly, "Two months ago, at the foot of Luocheng Mountain in the south, the Nine Heavens Saint Girl and the Heavenly Emperor quarreled over a trivial matter. The sky-fire poured down like a meteor, burning the entire village to ashes. No innocent people survived! Did you, the Mingjian Sect, know about this incident?"
The sect leader was so overwhelmed by Ling Jinxing's aura that he could barely breathe. He asked in a trembling voice, "Nine Heavens Saintess... She, she was indeed once a member of our sect, but... but what does this have to do with our sect?"
"Oh? Nothing?" Ling Jinxing curled his lips into a cold smile, his eyes flashing with a fierce look. "Then why did your sect stand by and watch when she committed evil? If you don't give me an explanation today, don't blame me for being ruthless with my sword!"
"Fellow Daoist, you've misunderstood!" An elder stepped forward hastily, trying to ease the atmosphere. "The Nine Heavens Saintess has long since left our sect. Her actions have nothing to do with us!"
"Hmph! That's irrelevant to the question!" Ling Jinxing snorted coldly, and with a swing of his sword, a cold light flashed. The elder didn't even have time to scream before he fell to the ground and died.
"Oh my, it seems I'm too kind!" Ling Jinxing shook his head in mock surprise. "Just now you were calling me 'rat', and now you've become 'fellow Taoist'. You people from the Mingjian Sect are really good at changing your attitude! However, it seems I still have to use my strength to teach you a lesson!"
As he spoke, Ling Jinxing's figure flashed and he shuttled through the crowd like a ghost. In the flash of sword light, several disciples of the Mingjian Sect with lower cultivation levels had already fallen to the ground, wailing.