The Strong Female Lead Versus The Most Miserable Male Lead
Chapter 368 - 366 Promotion

Chapter 368: Chapter 366 Promotion

Nian Shutong rushed to the farthest distance from the small wooden house at breakneck speed.

She had a stroke of insight, blessed with a sudden realization, and was about to advance.

Nian Shutong had an epiphany through the Tao Te Ching, which propelled her to the Peak of Nascent Soul. When she had ventured out to Desert Star, she solidified her foundations.

Today, a moment of sudden realization gave her the feeling that cultivation was falling into place effortlessly, and advancement was within her sights.

In a certain canyon on Blue Star,

Nian Shutong sat cross-legged on the ground. A top-grade crystal stone and a sculpture of a goat reappeared, charging up.

The crystal stones shattered one by one, and it seemed that the poison on the goat sculpture was also insufficient; it gradually started revealing its true form.

Advancing from the Nascent Soul to Divinity Transformation meant that Nian Shutong could split her Divine Sense into two, effectively gaining another body.

Advancing at such a significant level meant that Spiritual Energy wouldn’t just increase by several folds but by dozens or even hundreds.

With a flip of her wrist, Nian Shutong now held a sculpture of a mouse in her embrace.

The sculpture of the goat that she held slipped onto the ground, turning into a little white, fluffy lamb with curved horns.

At this time, Nian Shutong began to absorb the poison from her surroundings, ten miles, a hundred miles, a thousand miles...

A vast expanse of poison was being absorbed into nothingness by her.

If she continued to cultivate at this speed, it wasn’t impossible for Blue Star to become free of poison.

The little white mouse sculpture in her arms had more Spiritual Energy than a top-grade spiritual stone, endlessly providing her with Spiritual Energy. The barrier to her advancement was now as thin as a cicada’s wing.

Continue, absorb, gather strength.

When Nian Shutong was ready, she struck forcefully, charging toward that paper-thick barrier.

Surging spiritual power, like a colossal tidal wave, crashed against the paper, causing it to crack.

Nian Shutong gathered momentum, charged, and smashed!

The cracks widened, scattering across the whole sheet of paper.

The paper seemed unable to withstand any longer and felt as though it was trembling.

"Break for me!"

With a roar, she gathered her last bit of strength for a deadly strike.

"Boom———"

Spiritual Power, like a ceaseless rushing river, broke through the barrier, and furiously pushed forward.

Nian Shutong had no time for joy because the Heavenly Tribulation was looming.

Her spiritual power swiftly nourished her meridians. Body Refining Technique was in full operation, and Daodao was getting ready.

With each of Nian Shutong’s advancements, Daodao would also benefit, or, it could be said, he would also undergo a life-and-death experience.

To emerge alive from the brink of death, isn’t that the essence of cultivation?

"Boom boom boom———boom boom boom———"

The sound alone indicated the Heavenly Tribulation was even more formidable than the last time.

"Crack———"

The first Thunder Strike of the Heavenly Tribulation thundered down.

Nian Shutong stayed still, protecting her head with Spiritual Energy, and withstood the first strike.

The first strike was more like a probe.

Once the first strike ended, Nian Shutong stood up, clenched her fists, because she knew the remaining four Heavenly Thunders would only get stronger.

Bring it on!

Fight!

The second strike came thundering down.

Nian Shutong jumped on the spot, soaring upward, and punched directly at the thick lightning, inviting the Thunder Strike into her body, her powerful Divine Sense enduring and guiding it through her.

Before she even landed, the third strike arrived.

"Perfect timing!"

Nian Shutong clenched her fists again and met it head-on!

This time, the skin on her hands split open, and her bones shattered.

"Damn!"

Nian Shutong couldn’t help but curse out loud; she must be the most miserable cultivator ever!

In the Cultivation World, at least one would have one tael or two of Taoist Skills or Magic Artifacts to help withstand the onslaught.

But her? She withstood it all purely with her body.

"Daodao!"

"Present!"

Daodao had been itching to act. As soon as he appeared, a green light wove into a dense net overhead, shielding Nian Shutong’s head.

It was but a moment, the fourth Heavenly Thunder Tribulation descended majestically.

The green grid above Nian Shutong’s head shattered, one after another, constantly flashing with sparks of thunder.

Below, Nian Shutong dared not delay a second, racing against time to repair her body. As scars marred the green net, she forcefully retracted the green light and charged upwards herself.

"Master!"

Nian Shutong curled up into a ball in mid-air, colliding with the last and most powerful Heavenly Thunder Tribulation.

Success or failure hinged on this very moment!

Without madness, who could claim to pursue Cultivation?

"Aaah————"

Nian Shutong’s whole body, as if elastic, bounced away after being struck by the Thunder Strike.

Her entire body was in shambles, covered in blood.

She fell from the sky, and just before her eyes closed, she saw the dark clouds disperse, and a myriad of dawn’s lights spread across the sky.

Indeed, she had made it through once again.

Daodao too had been seriously injured and hadn’t managed to come out in time to catch Nian Shutong. The little sheep on the ground, however, grew proportionally larger.

Nian Shutong felt as though she had fallen into a pile of cotton, soft, smooth, comfortable.

"Master, I caught you."

Nian Shutong no longer had the strength to speak. All her spiritual power went into absorbing and repairing through Body Refining.

A night passed.

When Nian Shutong had fully recovered, it was already the next day’s night, nearing dawn.

At that moment, she was seated on the most comfortable chair with a fluffy sensation behind her, which reminded her of her little sheep sculpture.

"Thank you for catching me."

"You’re welcome! It’s Yangyang’s honor!"

The little sheep spoke especially sweetly, making a restored Nian Shutong sit up with interest and turn around to take a look at it.

"Are you a ewe or a ram?"

The little sheep had a pair of large, cartoon-like eyes—dark, bright, round, and big.

Small nose, small mouth, curly wool, just fluffy enough.

Still a handsome ram or a beautiful ewe nonetheless!

"Yangyang doesn’t have a gender."

No gender.

Nian Shutong thought perhaps it wasn’t a real animal.

For the moment, she didn’t understand but asked, "Are you good at fighting?"

Yangyang seemed a bit shy, its front hooves nervously tapping on the ground.

"Master, Yangyang isn’t very good at fighting..."

"Huh?" Nian Shutong had truly thought all the zodiac animals would be fighters, possessing the strongest martial power.

So they weren’t?

She thought of her little white mouse sculpture; it must be different.

"Then what can you do?"

The little sheep, which had been bowing its head, a bit saddened and embarrassed, raised its head, its eyes moist as it said, "Yangyang is best at healing. I only know a little bit about fighting."

Healing?

Nian Shutong did not doubt Yangyang’s words. In the vast world, she had seen many people or things in the Cultivation World that excelled at different functions.

"Alright, I understand, you are very powerful."

Nian Shutong’s praise seemed to slightly cheer up Yangyang.

Nian Shutong didn’t delay any longer, preparing to return as there were still many things to attend to.

She picked up the Mouse Sculpture from the ground; her Spiritual Power was not as dense as before, but it should still be sufficient for a bit of Cultivation.

"Brother Shu!"

Nian Shutong looked at Yangyang who had called out to Brother Shu and asked, "Do you know it?"

Yangyang’s expression was a mixture of entanglement and confusion.

"It seems familiar, but I only remember it as Brother Shu."

Nian Shutong nodded without pursuing further questions. These zodiac animals also remembered very little.

She packed her stuff, holding the sheep which had returned to the size of half an arm, and went back to the small wooden house.

When she arrived at the small wooden house, she immediately saw the room with the lights on belonging to Fu Yunhe.

"Ding ding ding!"

"My dear, I’m back!"