Since these people couldn’t kill her, she would slowly set up traps and kill them instead.
In the drifting floral scent, these cultivators’ emotions would become easier for her to provoke.
And now, it was time for her to reap the fruits.
Shink!
A blade pierced through Hua Jian’s abdomen without any resistance, but she didn’t even frown. Instead, she revealed a smile of a successful plan.
From her pierced abdomen, vines that looked frightening grew out.
Just as that Heavenly Dao Sect cultivator felt fear and wanted to let go, several branches dropped down from behind him, sealing his retreat with shattered space.
“You want to kill me so badly—didn’t you ever think that you might be killed by me too?”
The vines growing from Hua Jian’s body had already entangled the Heavenly Dao Sect cultivator with no way to escape.
The vines stuck to his body, sprouting a large number of root hairs that pierced into his flesh, making him cry out in pain.
Hearing the word “die,” his pupils shrank to their limit. At that moment, he finally realized the most crucial issue.
Surrounding and attacking Hua Jian here wasn’t one hundred percent safe.
It seemed everyone had assumed that Hua Jian wouldn’t dare fight back, and even if she did, she wouldn’t threaten their lives.
But if Hua Jian really was a demonic cultivator… would she be so kind?
Of course not.
“You… you dare kill me?”
“You all want to kill me. If I don’t kill you, am I supposed to kindly explain that I’ve been wronged?”
Hua Jian’s face was cold. She wanted to be a good person too, but if the price of being a good person was letting these scumbags walk all over her, then she’d rather not be that kind of good person.
As if she had nowhere else to go!
She hadn’t done anything, yet these Heavenly Dao Sect bastards had treated her like this.
And when they made their move, Linglong hadn’t even left yet. Hua Jian knew exactly what they were plotting!
Such vermin—she had no intention of letting them off.
Today, she was going to wipe them out and let them know that Hua Jian had never been a coward. So what if it was the Heavenly Dao Sect? She’d kill them!
A vine wrapped around that Heavenly Dao Sect cultivator’s neck. As the roots pierced into it, his eyes bulged wide.
Then, he opened his mouth, let out half a scream like a broken bellows, and his head lolled to the side as his breath ceased.
The other vines surged forward, completely enveloping the cultivator.
After about three breaths, the vines spread apart again, and his corpse had vanished.
The other Heavenly Dao Sect cultivators saw this and couldn’t help but let out angry accusations.
“Demoness! How dare you harm the righteous!”
“This is mutiny! How dare you recklessly kill a Saint Sect disciple! We won’t let you get away with this!”
“You still say you’re not demonic? You deserve to die!”
Hua Jian turned a deaf ear to these accusations and insults. She only looked up at the sky with some resentment and muttered softly.
“At least leave me a little…”
She had no idea where all that power was going. Now she couldn’t use any spirit techniques and had to rely on the most basic physical means to deal with her enemies.
Fortunately, the basic attributes of these vines were monstrous enough. Dealing with these Heavenly Dao Sect guys wasn’t too difficult.
“You’ve already labeled me a demonic cultivator. If I don’t kill a few people, wouldn’t I be unworthy of the accusation?” She turned to look at those blustering Heavenly Dao Sect cultivators and curled her lips in disdain.
Since things had come to this, words were useless.
Let’s settle it with strength!
She waved her hand, and the branches under her control shattered the surrounding secret realm space completely.
As for the remaining Heavenly Dao Sect cultivators, they could only futilely defend against the tide of branches surging toward them.
After all, they had been forced here by these branches in the first place. Now that the branches were attacking them, how could they possibly resist?
In the end, they had treated Hua Jian as a good person, thinking they could bully her without retaliation.
But when Hua Jian bared her fangs, they realized they were the prey.
They tried to use their tokens to escape, but the tokens didn’t move at all.
They probably couldn’t figure out why Hua Jian had the power to kill them directly yet endured their beating for so long.
Because Hua Jian wanted them to feel sure of victory. Once Linglong had completely left the secret realm, she would restore the spatial blockade and make these guys stay here forever.
Now was the time to close the net!
“The Venerable won’t let you—”
“Shut up. Worst case, I’ll hide in the deep mountains and cultivate alone for a hundred years, then come out and destroy your Venerable!”
The colorful branches completely swallowed the Heavenly Dao Sect cultivators.
Accompanied by miserable screams and the sound of flesh breaking, these cultivators vanished from the world forever.
So what if they were Spirit Emperors? Hua Jian was now a terrifying plant that could devour a secret realm.
Could a Spirit Emperor’s body be tougher than the secret realm?
Cultivation level worked in other situations, but when facing certain spiritual items, it was best not to provoke them without solid strength.
With the departure of these Heavenly Dao Sect cultivators, only a small part of the secret realm remained intact.
Under the combined efforts of countless branches and leaves, the remaining area of the secret realm completely shattered within a few minutes.
Hua Jian felt herself falling into a pitch-black, deep space, but she didn’t feel afraid. Instead, she felt like she had come home.
Looking into the distance, she finally saw what was happening outside the secret realm.
Four giant phantom figures stood facing each other, as if they could pierce the heavens and earth, exuding a pressure that made her afraid to breathe.
Now she knew why those vines had transferred all their power away.
So the real battlefield was here…
As if sensing her gaze, three of the four phantoms simultaneously looked at her.
One was full of murderous intent, another held a strange scrutiny, and the last one… Hua Jian scratched her head. Why did that phantom look so much like her?
She diverted a bit of attention to ask Huaxinhu, who was still diligently weeding for her, and unsurprisingly got an “I don’t know either.”
Well, this time she really believed Huaxinhu’s answer.
That phantom that looked so much like her could stand alongside those obviously dangerous beings without losing ground. That strength was beyond Hua Jian’s imagination.
Even a Venerable didn’t have such an intimidating aura. So what could these phantoms be?
Saints!
So she had been fighting against saints all along?
She projected the scene she saw into her Godsoul Space and, through Huaxinhu’s introduction, learned a bit about these saints.
The middle-aged man with a relatively kind appearance was the Wanling Sect Leader. He wasn’t looking at Hua Jian.
The one overflowing with killing intent was the Heavenly Dao Sect Master, Hua Jian’s main opponent.
That dragon was Hua Jian’s mother-in-law… no, Linglong’s mother, the Dragon Saint.
Hearing this lineup, Hua Jian was momentarily confused. It seemed like her side had more people?
But for now, she could only watch the show, completely unable to interfere with the actions of the four saints.
As the secret realm completely shattered, the spreading branches absorbed all the fragments.
The phantom that looked like Hua Jian curled up again and hid inside a flower bud.
The branches below began to wither slowly, all power being transmitted toward the flower bud.
Hua Jian was also affected, but not by withering like those branches. Instead, the branches connected to her body pulled her directly toward that phantom.
“Hey hey hey! What’s this now? You didn’t say there was this part!”
Hua Jian’s separated consciousness in the Godsoul Space let out an ignorant wail.
The vine that Huaxinhu held in her hand also began to wither extensively, just like the withering vines outside.
“This time I really don’t know. Don’t look at me with those pitiful eyes.” Huaxinhu threw the withered vine on the ground and spoke to Hua Jian sincerely.
Regarding this plan, she only knew the general direction. As for the details, she really wasn’t clear.
She knew how the plan would start, what the process was, and what goal to achieve.
But how this whole thing would end, she had no idea. That wasn’t within her scope of responsibilities.
Think about it—a big job like completely trashing the Ascension Gathering’s secret realm—could she, a mere Spirit Emperor, take the blame?
In the end, some more senior senior had to come out and solve the problem!
So the current situation had also entered Huaxinhu’s unknown territory. But she wasn’t too panicked.
When it came to their own disciples, Wanhua Valley wasn’t that shameless.
And she was one of the most important disciples of Wanhua Valley now. The elders would never abandon her.
“You’re quite confident…”
“Don’t think of our Wanhua Valley as those demonic sects with no heritage. Having been passed down for so long, Wanhua Valley isn’t as cold and heartless as you imagine.”
To enemies, Wanhua Valley used every means available. But to their own people, Wanhua Valley was as warm as a spring breeze.
Honestly, Huaxinhu thought the sect atmosphere of Wanhua Valley could rival that of the Jade Pool.
Of course, that was only among disciples with the Flower surname. The ordinary disciples below were no different from expendable resources.
“You’re going to our side to be the Saintess. Just wait—you’ll be the little princess who’s the center of attention.”
Hua Jian’s mouth twitched. She still couldn’t figure out what Wanhua Valley saw in her. Was it just her ability to absorb other plant-based spiritual items?
That couldn’t be it. She was indeed connected to this huge plant now, but she felt like she was the one being connected.
At this moment, she seemed more like she was about to be absorbed by this plant.
While she was lost in thought, several vines appeared beside her. Before Huaxinhu could react, they directly stabbed into the back of Hua Jian’s head.
Hua Jian, who had been moving smoothly, suddenly froze, her movements becoming sluggish and stiff.
Huaxinhu knew Hua Jian was overloaded again. She sighed and reached out to pull the vines from the back of Hua Jian’s head.
The next moment, her head hurt. Opening her eyes, she saw withered vines wrapped around her.
Tearing through these vines and looking outside, she quickly covered her mouth. Taking a candle-like treasure from her storage pouch, she held it in her hand.
A faint warm white flame dispelled some of the darkness, allowing her to temporarily avoid harm from this pitch-black space.
A spatial rift was a dangerous place for a Spirit Emperor. If one accidentally fell in, they could only pray their teleportation spirit tool still worked.
Otherwise, with the power of a Spirit Emperor, don’t think about successfully returning from the rift to the world.
“I got ejected. What the hell happened?” She knocked on her head, momentarily unable to recall what had happened before being ejected.
Then the sound of flapping wings beside her made her pause her train of thought.
Turning her head, a small colorful butterfly was flying up and down beside her.
“You got out too?!”
In the Godsoul Space, Huaxinhu had already gotten to know A Meng. She knew this was a magical spirit beast living in Hua Jian’s Godsoul Space.
Now A Meng had also been kicked out. What the hell was going on in Hua Jian’s Godsoul Space?
In the real world, A Meng couldn’t speak and could only express her thoughts through flight patterns.
And her current emotion was probably helplessness and confusion.
“Don’t worry. It’s probably a good thing. Originally, the Valley Master’s plan was for her to use the power absorbed from the secret realm to escort you and herself away. But now that that senior has intervened, she can use that power for a more advantageous purpose.”
Huaxinhu felt a very familiar presence behind her. Turning around, the expression on her face immediately became relieved.
“Master Yanghong!”
“Don’t be too careless. The battle isn’t over yet. That old bastard from the Heavenly Dao Sect won’t give up so easily, and the Wanling Sect Leader is weighing the pros and cons.”
“So… what exactly is Hua Jian? And what is that plant?”
“It doesn’t hurt to tell you. After all, our Valley only has this one seedling. Once it’s used, it’s gone.” Venerable Yanghong whispered a few words in Huaxinhu’s ear, gradually making Huaxinhu’s face show disbelief.
This was truly astonishing. Hua Jian had that kind of identity?
Her gaze fell on the colorful flower, whose other parts had completely withered, leaving only the main stem with vitality.
Huaxinhu muttered softly, “Now this really is the ancestor’s blessing…”
In a place incredibly far from them, Linglong was under the protection of Venerable Fenghua, anxiously gazing in the direction of the flower bud.
She couldn’t see the specifics there, nor did she know how long this standoff between the saint avatars would last.
“Master Uncle, Hua Jian…”
“She’s in that big flower bud now. I don’t know what’s happening either.” Venerable Fenghua also shook her head. No one could know what was happening inside that flower bud.
But it probably wasn’t something detrimental to Hua Jian, since the Dragon Saint’s avatar hadn’t made a move.
Meanwhile, the Heavenly Dao Sect Master on the other side could no longer hold back.
“At this point, what are you all waiting for? For Wanhua Valley to step on our faces and rise? Even if I sacrifice this avatar, I will not let Wanhua Valley succeed!”
Saying this, the phantom raised both hands and launched a fierce attack toward the flower bud.
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