Having cultivated myself into an immortal, all I want to do is raise female disciples.

Qu Wuxin subconsciously made a connection to something, and his whole body seemed to have seen a ghost.

"Could it be... could it be..."

"She's going to achieve sainthood at this time?!"

But her cultivation level wasn't even at the peak of the Void Realm!

Even with the help of that mysterious technique, it was only a temporary boost. Her actual strength was only at the minor completion stage of the Void Realm, far from reaching its peak.

Even if one cultivates the "Silent Moon" technique, one must reach the peak of the Void Realm before one can transcend to Sainthood!

Where did she get her martial arts aura from?!

Qu Wuxin was stunned.

Because at this moment, Zhang Ruoxue actually used this martial arts aura that seemed to come from nowhere...

Begin the procession to sainthood.

39. She arrived.

This is a sight beyond common sense.

Occupying the vast sky, its radiance piercing through the clouds, utterly ignoring the darkness, and constantly showering the earth with its silent moonlight—this was a scene that had only occurred once in history.

If there were still people in this world who knew a great deal about the ancient times, they would surely cry out in astonishment upon seeing this scene.

The full moon shines brightly, its power reaching the heavens; a white jade ring of light, leading one to the path of sainthood.

Looking from the distant past to this moment, throughout history, only one person has ever caused such a celestial phenomenon.

Later generations named him after his mastery of martial arts, calling him the greatest sage of all time.

Moonlit Saint.

And now, there is another person using the "Silent Moon" technique created by Moonlit Saint...

Imminent attainment of sainthood!

"Impossible! Impossible! This is impossible, don't fucking ramble on!!"

The moonlight shone on Qu Wuxin's ferocious face, making his complexion appear even paler.

He hurriedly took a few steps back, but then realized that he couldn't back down.

The aura of martial arts lingered above the bright moon and the vast sky. This aura of the Great Dao, which came from nowhere, was now turning into wisps of green smoke, flowing down from above like water into the broken body of Zhang Ruoxue below.

That was indeed a sign of becoming a saint!

A flicker of astonishment and panic flashed involuntarily in Qu Wuxin's eyes—Zhang Ruoxue, at the Void Transformation stage, already possessed the ability to harm him; what if she were to transcend to Sainthood…

Even if he were just a newly initiated saint, he might not be a match for Zhang Ruoxue.

If things continue like this, the situation will tilt in a direction unfavorable to us.

There's no time to worry about where that damned martial arts aura came from...

At this moment, Qu Wuxin has only one thought in his mind.

Stop her from becoming a saint!

Qu Wuxin's right palm was covered with black marks, and his left hand formed a hand seal. As the demonic energy surged, streaks of dark, sinister incantations shot out from his sleeve and quickly condensed into a thin, black sword.

He gripped the sword hilt, took a step forward, and his figure moved like lightning, suddenly rushing towards Zhang Ruoxue in the distance.

"You will never achieve sainthood before me!!"

A loud shout echoed across the vast area. His left hand gently stroked the sword, and demonic energy surged and condensed at his fingertips. In the blink of an eye, it touched the incantation on the sword, and sinister flames suddenly blazed up.

He thrust out his sword, simultaneously imbued with demonic energy. With a single strike, a torrential downpour of runes scattered, which, empowered by the demonic energy, rapidly twisted into a giant black flame dragon, roaring and howling as it spiraled towards the distant girl.

Zhang Ruoxue's expression remained unchanged as she silently gazed ahead.

Her left arm remained limp and powerless, her right arm remained bare except for her shoulder, and her spiritual energy was indeed completely depleted.

Although she is indeed undergoing the process of becoming a saint at this moment, it is only "in progress" and she is far from reaching the level of a saint.

Therefore, the breath of martial arts only served to guide her to sainthood, but did not repair her damaged body.

She was helpless against the raging, rampaging dragon.

Of course.

hum~

The silver light was dazzling, and the avenue shone brightly.

Another wisp of martial arts aura appeared out of nowhere, seemingly with its own consciousness. It absorbed the bright moonlight between heaven and earth and condensed into a semi-transparent round shield in the next instant, guarding Zhang Ruoxue like a protector.

The black dragon's roaring blades and fangs could not shake the shield in the slightest. It shattered into sparks upon impact and then vanished into nothingness.

—Another wisp of martial arts breath!

Qu Wuxin froze, looking up at the figure suspended in mid-air, seemingly in the center of the moon.

It was pitch black, and nothing could be seen. The other person's face was unclear, but it was still possible to make out that it was a man.

Anyone who has attained sainthood through martial arts knows that it is martial arts itself, and also the great will of the former Human Emperor Gu Tianren.

"Martial arts...are you determined to protect this woman?!"

This martial will, which came from nowhere, actually stood on the opposite side of itself.

Qu Wuxin gritted his teeth as if he were about to draw blood, his fists clenched tightly, and his eyes, just like Zhang Ruoxue's, were filled with hatred and anger.

He had originally planned to execute this damned piece of trash, but unexpectedly, the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth appeared at this moment and saved this woman.

but--

The next second, it was as if she had remembered something.

A sinister smile suddenly bloomed on Qu Wuxin's face.

"So what if that's the case? Even if martial arts protect you and prevent you from being killed by the Holy Tribulation, you still won't become a saint!"

"Looking at you now, there's absolutely no way you can succeed!"

Qu Wuxin was absolutely confident about this.

If you ask why—

Zhang Ruoxue's heart trembled violently. She could feel that her soul had been struck by something for a moment—it was the martial arts energy that had entered her body.

The Great Way is pure, and the Martial Way is even more so. To walk on this Great Way, one's spirit and heart must be absolutely pure.

Other paths are largely the same, only the martial path has higher requirements.

Excruciating pain swept through her entire body. Zhang Ruoxue was so overwhelmed by the unimaginable agony that she nearly collapsed to her knees. Her already bleeding and mangled body convulsed with pain, her muscles spasming, and even her internal organs trembling.

The next second, wisps of darkness burst forth from her body, eventually coalescing into dark figures.

The figure was none other than Zhang Ruoxue herself.

Heart demon.

This is a problem that those who have embarked on the path to sainthood have had to solve since ancient times.

The greatest enemy in the world is oneself; if one can overcome oneself, one can contend with the heavens.

In order to ascend to sainthood, most experts at the peak of the Void Realm will do their utmost to hone their souls, so that their souls can reach a state of purity that merges with the Great Dao.

Therefore, inner demons are not actually evil thoughts in the heart, but rather those parts that are incompatible with the path that cultivators follow. They will be eliminated by the breath of the Great Dao at the moment of entering sainthood.

But in the end, it is also part of the soul, so after it is removed, it will show the appearance of the person undergoing tribulation.

"As expected... as expected, they've arrived... hahahahaha—" Qu Wuxin laughed wildly, his expression extremely ferocious.

He knew that Du Sheng would definitely encounter inner demons.

When he was undergoing the tribulation to become a saint, he spent a lot of effort to completely eliminate these inner demons. He even went to great lengths, ruining several demonic artifacts in the process, before he could barely succeed in overcoming the tribulation.

To slay one's inner demons, one must possess tools or techniques that can directly reach the soul.

Let alone Zhang Ruoxue, even if she did have some, in her current state of near death, how many inner demons could she possibly overcome?

One? Two? Not enough, far from enough!

She might even be killed by those nameless inner demons that separated from her own soul!

Upon thinking of this, Qu Wuxin no longer felt any anger; instead, he felt an indescribable sense of urgency.

Laugh wildly.

Amidst the maniacal laughter, Zhang Ruoxue slowly took a step forward.

With each step she took, her nerves were agitated, and her orifices were festering. It was unimaginable what kind of pain she was enduring at that moment.

It felt as if every inch of my skin was being pierced by countless poisonous needles; in addition to the pain of my muscles being torn apart, there was also the burning sensation of the toxins rotting.

But she never uttered a single word.

Those deep blue eyes remained fixed on Qu Wuxin, even when his left hand hung limply at his side, even when his body was tilted and unsteady, even when the muscles in his left leg were shattered.

She remained fixed on Qu Wuxin, her gaze unwavering.

Because she was going to save someone.

--boom!

Taking that incredibly difficult step.

At the same time, a thunderbolt flashed across the sky, and the first sacred lightning tribulation fell from the heavens, striking Zhang Ruoxue's crown with perfect accuracy.

Of course.

The aura of martial arts still lingered, and the silvery-white ring protected Zhang Ruoxue's physical body, preventing her from being injured by the Heavenly Tribulation.

Zhang Ruoxue paused slightly, seemingly surprised that she had been struck by the heavenly tribulation yet remained unharmed. However, with her limited understanding, she couldn't comprehend such a thing at all.

All she knew was that she seemed to be undergoing a process of spiritual ascension.

She wanted to become a saint—this was the only thought remaining in her simple mind.

So she took another step.

--boom!