My transformation into a beautiful girl started with a hemorrhage.

Zhao Gang now understood that Hui was not harming Xiao Cui, and his anxious heart relaxed.

His attitude was extremely respectful: "You flatter me, sir. I am absolutely unworthy of being called 'Brother Zhao'."

Consort Hua, still shaken, recognized Hui's identity. She was filled with fear and confusion. She couldn't understand how a master with such devastating power could be Consort Hui, whom she had previously mocked as foolish and whom they considered a lowly clown.

Perhaps, while I thought I was a master strategist, in her eyes, I was just a clown!

Hui Ben found Zhao Gang quite pleasing to the eye and thought he was a good match for Xiao Cui.

But when she noticed that Zhao Gang had Xiao Cui on his left and Hua Fei on his right.

His gaze immediately turned cold.

When Zhao Gang fled for his life, he took Consort Hua with him, revealing his true intentions: he wanted to have two women, mistress and servant, share one husband!

Zhao Gang trembled under Hui's gaze.

However, Hui immediately understood. She knew that this was the nature of men, and that the custom in this world was to have multiple wives and concubines, while being monogamous for life was considered an anomaly.

If she forces Zhao Gang to give up Consort Hua, he may comply in action, but he will probably harbor resentment in his heart, and in the end, it will be Xiao Cui who suffers.

So Hui said, "It's fine if you want to try something new with a beauty like Consort Hua, but you must remember that a woman like Consort Hua is not someone you can handle. Don't let Xiao Cui's feelings go to waste, understand?"

"Yes, I understand. No, it's not—"

"Huh?! What do you mean it isn't?"

Hui's eyes turned cold. You're still not satisfied with Xiao Cui? You really want to take Hua Fei as well? If that happens, Xiao Cui will be killed by the cunning Hua Fei sooner or later.

"I..." Zhao Gang felt bitter inside. He had only heard Hui ask the question and immediately answered "I understand" as a reflex. He really didn't do what Hui thought, such as sharing a husband with his master.

Xiao Cui, who wasn't very bright, seemed to realize that Dong'er not only hadn't died, but had become a very, very powerful person.

"Dong'er, you've misunderstood Brother Zhao. It was I who insisted on bringing the Empress along to repay the Madam's kindness to me."

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After some explanation, Hui realized that she had misunderstood Zhao Gang.

Throughout the entire process, Consort Hua trembled and dared not speak. Although Hui did not specifically target her, the aura of a master of innate cultivation was terrifying. In addition, Hui did not like her in the first place. At this moment, Consort Hua was intimidated by the terrifying aura emanating from Hui. Her face turned ashen, her tongue froze, her mind swirled, and she heard shrill and ghostly sounds in her ears, as if she were possessed.

"In that case, you should leave here immediately."

"Yes, yes! I understand."

"Hmm. But you're only at the second-rate level, and your internal energy is so weak and disorganized... never mind, I'll help you out."

After Hui finished speaking, she placed a finger on the Shangxing acupoint on his forehead, channeled her true energy, and directly helped him open up the twelve main meridians throughout his body.

From this moment on, Zhao Gang was, in principle, already a first-class martial artist. He only needed to spend a few months refining his Qi into power to possess the combat strength of a first-class martial artist. Although the price was that he would be stuck at the Grandmaster level for life, as a wandering cultivator in the martial world, he could only ever reach the second-class level and had no hope of ever reaching the first-class level. Therefore, he was very content.

Zhao Gang knelt on the ground and bowed to thank Hui for her great kindness: "This humble one thanks you for your great kindness."

"Don't thank me, thank Xiaocui instead."

"Yes!"

Zhao Gang bowed to Hui several times again, then quickly left with Xiao Cui and Consort Hua.

Now he's more than twice as fast, and he quickly disappears into the distance.

At this time,

Hui Cai looked at the two people in the sky.

"I'm a little surprised that you didn't launch a sneak attack."

The faces of Tianji Ancestor and Xiahou Dun darkened, but they did not refute it, instead exchanging glances.

"Brother Tianji, I think it's time to end this battle."

"Yes, I feel the same way."

What do masters of innate talent compete in a battle?

The exquisite swordsmanship and techniques?

No. When speed and power reach a certain level, so-called exquisite sword techniques are merely icing on the cake; to think that these can determine victory or defeat is wishful thinking.

In reality, what masters of innate cultivation compete with is the amount of true qi they possess and the methods they use to utilize it, which is the superiority or inferiority of their innate combat techniques.

True Qi is the product of internal force compressed to an extremely extreme degree, and it is destined that it cannot be recovered as quickly as the internal force of a grandmaster.

Therefore, from the very beginning of the battle until now, the core objective of Tianji Ancestor and Xiahou Dun in fighting Hui has been to deplete Hui's true energy to the greatest extent possible.

That's why they didn't stop her when they saw Hui expending a lot of true energy to cleanse Zhao Gang's marrow.

Now that they have determined that Hui has very little true energy left, it is time to end this battle.

Ancestor Tianji stepped out into the void, looking at Hui with deep emotion, his voice slightly hoarse as he said:

"I began practicing martial arts at the age of three, successfully sensing qi in my early childhood, reaching the third rank in my youth, breaking through to the second rank in my studies, and entering the first rank in my early twenties. For the next ten years, I fought across the land, winning more battles than losing. At the age of thirty, I summarized what I had learned and broke through to the grandmaster level. Since then, no one of my generation has been my match, and even the older generation would give way to me. Wherever my sword points, none dare disobey..."

Ancestor Tianji paused for a moment, then continued with a sigh: "For more than thirty years afterward, I searched for the path to the Innate Realm to no avail. At this time, I was over sixty years old and struggling in vain. But then I saw a shooting star in the sky and had a sudden enlightenment. I broke through to the Innate Realm and became a dragon emerging from the abyss. I roamed the world and was invincible!"

After the Celestial Ancestor finished speaking.

Hui Mei's eyes flashed, and she replied sharply, "Is this the epitaph you prepared?"

Contrary to expectations, this time the Heavenly Ancestor remained calm, showing no sign of being angered by Hui. He took a deep breath, his expression solemn, and slowly said:

You're incredibly talented!

Thirty years ago, I was also called a prodigy. Back then, I naively thought that martial arts were nothing more than that, and that things like innate talent and celestial beings were nothing to worry about.

However, after more than thirty years of hard work without being able to open even a crack in the Innate Realm, I suddenly realized that I was no different from countless other martial artists in the world. Even now that I have become an Innate Realm master, I know that it is not because I am a genius, but simply because I have been a little luckier than other grandmasters.

I originally thought I had seen through the world, that there were no so-called geniuses or prodigies in this world. Even if Nangong Bingqing descended from Tianshan with the cultivation of a grandmaster, I didn't think she was that great. At most, she just had a good master, so she had a higher starting point, but the end result was the same.

But seeing you now, at the age of fifteen, you have reached the level that took me more than sixty years to achieve. I have to admit: you are a prodigy!

You have the potential to reach the Celestial Realm, no, as long as you don't die, you will definitely reach the Celestial Realm, and may even reach the realm beyond the Celestial Realm, that lost realm... However, you are destined to die here!

At this point, Ancestor Tianji paused for a moment, then said firmly:

"My next move is a technique I created ten years ago after observing a shooting star in the sky. It was a sudden enlightenment that helped me break through to the Innate Realm."

Now, after ten years of repairs and restoration, it has become my ultimate weapon, a summary of my life. Originally, this move was prepared for Xiahou Dun, but I never expected to use it on you in the end.

finished,

Tianji's frenzied expression suddenly calmed down, and a chilling sword intent spread out...

Chapter 239 The Power of Heaven and Earth

Suddenly, the world seemed to stand still; the wind stopped, and the clouds ceased.

Several people watching from a distance of a kilometer suddenly changed their expressions, feeling a chilling sense of danger. Without hesitation, they retreated, only stopping when they were tens of thousands of meters away…

"Lord of Cloud Crown City, you are knowledgeable and experienced, do you know what happened over there?"

Leng Yichen humbly sought advice.

At this moment, only the eight major sects and some other martial artists remained in this world, witnessing the great battle from afar.

A battle between innate martial artists is a grand event that hasn't been seen in hundreds of years. If they, as martial artists, are afraid of death and cannot witness this, they will surely regret it for the rest of their lives.

Yun Guan, the city lord of Da Ri City and one of the eight major sects, pondered for a long time before saying uncertainly, "I have heard that the Heavenly Ancestor created a sword technique that descends from the sky, which uses his own body to draw upon the power of heaven and earth to form a deadly force... If I am not mistaken, this should be the Heavenly Ancestor about to use this move."

"A sword technique that descended from the sky? Using one's own body to draw upon the power of heaven and earth..." Leng Yichen exclaimed, "Is such a thing really possible!?"

“Hey~, the power of a Xiantian martial artist is beyond our imagination. Let’s just keep watching,” Yun Guan said.

Another white-haired sect leader said, "I didn't expect that person to be so monstrous. Both Tianji Ancestor and Xiahou Dun are renowned innate masters. The two of them joined forces to deal with her alone, but they actually forced Tianji Ancestor to use this move."

The "esteemed one" he referred to was Hui.

Although Hui was just a young woman of marriageable age, the older generation in the martial arts world dared not act arrogantly in front of her, nor did they dare to discriminate against her because she was a woman. The martial arts world was a place where strength spoke for itself, and Hui's strength had already made her age and gender irrelevant.

The elder's words brought a bitter feeling to everyone's hearts... A fifteen-year-old with congenital innate talent... just thinking about it brings tears to their eyes!

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Right in the center of the battlefield.

Hui's expression also turned serious.

From the moment the Celestial Ancestor prepared to unleash his ultimate attack until now, Hui felt as if she were being watched, or rather, locked onto. And what locked onto her was not the Celestial Ancestor, nor Xiahou Dun who was restraining her from escaping, but... this planet!

Although this idea is absurd, while innate martial artists are powerful, in the eyes of the entire planet, they are just large ants. How could they possibly control this planet?

However, Hui also understood: what other existence besides this planet could provide such a sense of being watched from all directions, above and below?

"With this move, it's either you win or I lose..."

"rise--!!"

Ancestor Tianji roared, gathering all his true energy into the Taiyi Lingxu Sword he held high. The azure Taiyi Lingxu Sword flickered with azure light at a mysterious frequency, as if breathing, seemingly responding to something... Suddenly, the entire Taiyi Lingxu Sword trembled and disintegrated into countless azure light points that shot straight into the sky.

Suddenly, everyone in the capital felt a pressure, but this pressure vanished in an instant, making people think it was an illusion.

Above the battlefield, countless blue dots of light stood high in the sky, shining like a sky full of stars.

"The Great Burial of Heaven and Earth - Endless Heavenly Blades!"

In an instant, the countless blue light spots in the sky gradually changed, quickly transforming into Taiyi Lingxu Swords hanging high in the heavens.

Every Taiyi Lingxu Sword here is exactly the same as the Taiyi Lingxu Sword that Tianji Ancestor used to hold. It should be noted that the Taiyi Lingxu Sword is formed from the innate battle technique "Taiyi Lingxu Sword". Each Taiyi Lingxu Sword is formed by consuming half of Tianji Ancestor's true energy.

And now,

How many are there here?

In just a short while, thousands of Taiyi Lingxu Swords were formed...

And this number is still increasing dramatically...

If each cyan light spot could form a Taiyi Lingxu Sword, then these thousands would only be a small fraction of it.

as predicted,

Then, hundreds...thousands...tens of thousands...

In about ten breaths, the Taiyi Lingxu Sword, which blotted out the sky, filled the entire high sky, looking down on everyone from afar. This world seemed to have become a world of swords.

The sword intent of each Taiyi Lingxu Sword was sharp and intimidating, interconnected, and converged seamlessly...