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Chapter 130: A Strange Sheng Zhixia and a Transformed Yue Jianli
The sky had brightened.
Yue Jianli clutched her blanket, glaring furiously at Li Ran.
"Holy Son Li? You might as well rename yourself Li the Mule!"
This man had been tormenting her from daylight all the way to late into the night. Not only did he show no signs of exhaustion, but he seemed to get even more energized as time went on.
They had only just managed to sleep in the latter half of the night, but as soon as dawn broke, he woke her up again!
Yue Jianli's face was flushed, her body completely drained of strength.
Despite being at the Golden Core Realm, her body felt like it was about to fall apart.
And Li Ran?
He was as refreshed as ever, looking annoyingly energetic.
Faced with her resentful gaze, Li Ran scratched his head awkwardly, a slight blush on his face. "Ahem, endurance is key when exercising, you know? Haha…"
Yue Jianli gave him a reproachful glance, her tone filled with frustration. "I was right about you—you’re nothing but a scoundrel!"
Seeing how exhausted she looked, Li Ran knew he might have gone a bit too far. He reached out and pulled her into his arms.
"Don’t—"
Yue Jianli thought he was about to start again and was just about to scream, but suddenly, a wave of immense Buddhist energy surged into her body.
Accompanied by faint chanting, her mind quickly calmed, and all her fatigue and soreness vanished. Her body felt warm and incredibly comfortable.
"You… You know Buddhist techniques?" Yue Jianli asked in disbelief.
This level of pure Buddhist energy was something even the high monks of Wuwang Temple rarely possessed.
Li Ran, a Dao cultivator with physical strength capable of crushing Nascent Soul spiritual beasts, was actually proficient in Buddhist techniques too? That was too outrageous!
"Om mi tofu, this humble monk’s name is Wande Buddha. How does the young benefactress feel?" Li Ran said with a mischievous grin.
"Wande Buddha? What kind of weird name is that…" Yue Jianli muttered under her breath.
The thought of such holy and pure Buddhist energy being used for such purposes made her feel terribly embarrassed. She quickly hid under the blanket, too ashamed to look at him again.
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At Qiuyue Pavilion
After a day and night of rest and recovery, most of the cultivators had regained their strength.
Those with more serious injuries had been sent back to their sects under Sheng Zhixia’s arrangements.
The remaining cultivators were gathered in the main hall on the first floor, drinking tea and chatting. The atmosphere was much more relaxed than before.
After all, they had survived a life-and-death battle together.
Meanwhile, Sheng Zhixia sat with dark circles under her eyes, looking dazed and distracted.
Lin Langyue noticed her unusual state and asked curiously, "Princess Sheng, are you alright? You don’t look very well."
"Huh?"
Sheng Zhixia’s eyes flickered with a trace of awkwardness as she shook her head. "It’s nothing. I just didn’t sleep well last night, that’s all."
"Oh, I see."
Lin Langyue didn’t press further.
"Holy Son Li Has Arrived!"
At that moment, someone announced, and the hall instantly fell silent.
All eyes turned to the staircase.
Dressed in a flowing white robe, Li Ran descended slowly.
The crowd stood up in unison, including top disciples like Lin Langyue.
The cultivators remaining in the hall had all fought together to resist the beast tide and had witnessed Li Ran's unparalleled strength and courage. At least one-third of them owed their lives to him.
Their gazes were filled with respect and awe.
Only Sheng Zhixia blushed furiously, shrinking back like a startled little rabbit.
Qin Ruyan stepped forward with a smile. "Good morning, Holy Son Li. How did you sleep last night?"
Li Ran nodded lightly. "Not bad."
Hearing this, Sheng Zhixia lowered her head, her cheeks glowing red like ripe apples, muttering to herself, "Sure, you slept well. But I didn’t get a wink of sleep all night!"
And the scenes she had witnessed...
Just thinking about them made her heart race uncontrollably.
Li Ran made his way to the head seat and sat down.
Only after he was seated did the others take their seats.
Lin Langyue glanced around and asked curiously, "Where is Head Disciple Yue? Still resting?"
"I’m here."
At that moment, a crisp voice rang out as Yue Jianli entered the hall, sword in hand. She wore a light blue robe and radiated a heroic aura.
"Apologies, everyone. I took a quick walk outside this morning and arrived a bit late," she said, cupping her hands in greeting.
"No problem."
"Head Disciple Yue, you’re too polite."
"Please, have a seat."
The crowd greeted her warmly.
Only Qin Ruyan froze as she stared at Yue Jianli.
Yue Jianli’s face was radiant, her complexion glowing with an otherworldly beauty. There was a subtle, lingering charm in her demeanor.
While others might not notice, Qin Ruyan could see it clearly.
Yue Jianli had undergone a transformation.
‘How is this possible? Just yesterday she was…’
As Yue Jianli took her seat near the top, Li Ran gave her a cheeky wink. Her face flushed crimson, and she turned her head away awkwardly.
Noticing this interaction, a bold idea flashed in Qin Ruyan’s mind, startling even herself.
‘No way… It couldn’t be, could it?’
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With everyone present, Sheng Zhixia stood up and addressed the group.
"Everyone, I am Sheng Zhixia of the Sheng Clan.”
"Thanks to your collective efforts and heroic actions, we successfully resisted the terrifying beast tide and protected the hundreds of thousands of lives in Nanfeng City.”
"This is a victory for humanity!"
"On behalf of the Sheng Clan, I express my heartfelt gratitude to all the brave warriors who fought to defend the dignity of the human race!"
"I will report this matter to my father, the Emperor, and announce it to the world. Each of your names deserves to be remembered in history!"
After speaking, she bowed deeply. Her words were sincere, avoiding any emphasis on the division between righteous and demonic sects, which made everyone feel at ease.
Many in the crowd even felt a shift in their perception of her.
After Sheng Zhixia sat down, Lin Langyue asked, "Li Ran, do you have any instructions for us?"
Since witnessing his true strength that night, her competitive spirit had completely faded.
In comparison to his life-saving deeds, even the blow she had suffered seemed insignificant now.
Li Ran shook his head. "You can handle it."
"Alright," Lin Langyue replied, not overthinking it.
She addressed the group, "Although the beast tide has been temporarily stopped, we still don’t know the root cause of the disturbance in the Ten Thousand Mountains. It could be the emergence of some mysterious entity—or something even more dangerous.
"The Central Heaven Sect plans to enter the mountains to investigate. If any of you wish to join us, you are welcome to do so."
"However, I suspect the reason for the beast tide was that the beasts in the inner parts of the mountains were driven out. This forced the middle and outer beasts to flee as well, causing them to attack the villages and Nanfeng City."
"If that’s the case, the outer areas are now just as dangerous, possibly occupied by powerful beasts from the deeper regions.”
"Those of you who choose to venture into the mountains must exercise extreme caution!"
Her words were logical, and the cultivators understood the risks. However, most of them still chose to press on.
They had come in search of heavenly opportunities. Having survived the beast tide, they had no intention of giving up halfway.
Seeing their determination, Lin Langyue nodded.
"Very well. In that case, let us enter the mountains together!"
"Set off immediately!"