Chapter 72: Renowned Throughout the Sea Region
The Frost Snow Woman incident in the Wind Valley.
With Saint-rank Spirit Masters involved, the other participants were reduced to cannon fodder, unable to even approach the battlefield.
Fortunately, due to their inability to get close, casualties were minimized. The Sea Concubine Palace suffered one death and five injuries, with all the Saintess Candidates safe and sound.
The conflict ended with the Frost Snow Woman’s retreat. However…
The final moments of the battle sent shockwaves throughout the Sea Region, an unbelievable turn of events.
The Sorrowful Saintess of the Sea Concubine Palace had defeated the Swallow God and captured her alive.
How was that possible?!
Even if Gong Lianyue’s spirit beast truly was the Variant Water Emperor, she couldn’t possibly defeat a peak Dead Sea Stage Swallow God at the Dawn and Dusk Stage.
Yet, the evidence was irrefutable. Dozens of witnesses had seen the black-haired girl, host of the Swallow God, kneeling before the Sorrowful Saintess, begging for mercy.
Instantly, the Sorrowful Saintess Gong Lianyue’s name resounded throughout the Sea Region, becoming the topic of discussion among all factions.
“I heard the Sorrowful Saintess’s Saint-rank spirit beast is actually the legendary Serpentine Nether River. It has to eat a hundred ordinary Water Elements every day just to stay full.”
“I’m guessing it’s the fifth-ranked water-type, Tears of Sorrow. Anything that cries before it melts into water. You can only laugh, not cry. Doesn’t that fit the Sorrowful Saintess perfectly?”
“Based on aura analysis, there was also a trace of the Weaver of the Sun, Bloodbath Fox Sovereign, in the Wind Valley. But… a fire-type spirit beast doesn’t seem to fit the Sorrowful Saintess at all!”
“By the way, did you know the Sorrowful Saintess can apparently remove her teardrop eyes?”
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“???”
“We’re having a serious discussion here! Don’t tell ghost stories! Get out!!!”
While everyone was still reeling from the news, within the Ice Shield’s Seventh Palace, a beautiful girl with long, green hair sat quietly.
Her bewitching face showed none of the playful masochism described in the rumors. Luo Kuxin, the Wrathful Saintess.
Her crescent-shaped, light green eyes were half-closed, a small, green vine extending from her head to the ceiling of the palace, transmitting sound waves like a Wi-Fi signal.
“I relish the frustration of being just a step away from Saint-rank. However… if this fails, I might actually lose my position as Saintess.”
Meanwhile, on an icy mountain range at the edge of the Sea Region…
Countless green, illusory figures climbed the massive snowy mountain, like an army of undead, slowly surrounding and occupying the area.
The endless stream of green figures, carrying flags and spirit artifacts, radiated a terrifying spirit energy that almost shattered the sky.
The Frost Snow Woman and the Azure Sea Conch… Luo Kuxin knew she had no affinity with these two Saint-rank spirit beasts. She had never intended to contract with them.
The Ice Shield Palace had been preparing for this plan for three or four years, ever since the day Luo Kuxin’s spirit beast awakened…
They had originally planned to wait for Luo Kuxin to grow stronger, but the sudden appearance of the Frost Snow Woman in the Sea Region had caught everyone’s attention, prompting the Ice Shield Palace to take a gamble.
The Saint-rank battle would attract the attention of the entire Sea Region. As long as no one came to investigate, this terrifying concentration of spirit energy would remain undetected…
Unknown to anyone outside the Ice Shield Palace, another Saint-rank, plant-type spirit beast resided on this snowy mountain!!!
While four Nether Lotus Seeds and the Sorrowful Saintess went to the Wind Valley to capture the Frost Snow Woman, and while ten Nether Lotus Seeds and the Desireless Saintess went in search of the Azure Sea Conch, these eight thousand Nether Lotus Seeds were left to face the Saint-rank alone.
The Misty Heart Lotus, one thought transforming into thousands!
Through the synchronized vision of Luo Kuxin’s eight thousand green clones, a cherry blossom-colored bud floated above the snow-capped peak, looking down upon the world.
It radiated an unparalleled, sharp sword intent, its small size belying its immense power.
Ranked seventh among plant-type Saint-ranks in the spirit beast compendium, an offensive spirit beast—
The One Sword Breaks All Laws, [Seven-Foot Sword Princess Flower].
Sea Concubine Palace, Cold Shark Prison
Unlike Sea Moon Peak, the highest point of the Sea Concubine Palace, this was the deepest, coldest prison.
Dark, heavy seawater churned endlessly, thousands of skeletal ice sharks patrolling the depths. No prisoner could ever escape from this place.
A terrifying chill permeated the area, making it impossible for non-water-type Spirit Masters to replenish their spirit energy. Prolonged exposure would reduce them to the level of ordinary humans.
Deep within the Cold Shark Prison, in an icy cell…
A disheveled, black-haired girl sat silently in the corner, her expression calm and unreadable.
From today onwards, she was a prisoner, subject to humiliation and abuse…
Outside the cell, the blue-haired, teardrop-eyed girl, Gong Lianyue, her heart pounding, had personally escorted the prisoner.
Along the way, she had been worried about the Swallow God suddenly erupting, taking her hostage, and escaping.
However, the black-haired girl hadn’t reacted at all, seemingly resigned to her fate.
She must have believed that any attempt to escape would be met by at least two Saint-rank spirit beasts, dragging her back into the depths of despair.
“Sorrowful Saintess, you spared my life. Aren’t you afraid I’ll reveal your secrets?”
After a moment of silence, He Daoqi looked up and asked softly.
Secrets…?
Gong Lianyue paused. What secrets? Had He Daoqi discovered her Dual Soul Body?
She quickly regained her composure, her indifferent, teardrop eyes betraying no emotion.
The outside world was already buzzing about her Saint-rank spirit beast. The Dual Soul Body was insignificant information. The woman could say whatever she wanted.
“Hmph, it’s nothing important. Do as you please~~”
With a mocking, pitying glance, Gong Lianyue turned and left, her figure quickly disappearing from the black-haired girl’s sight.
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Inside the cell, He Daoqi sat frozen, the Sorrowful Saintess’s words echoing in her ears.
A bead of cold sweat trickled down her forehead, a chilling dread creeping into her heart.
The Bloodbath Fox Sovereign, Weaver of the Sun, the Ice Soul Cold Star, and that mysterious black-crowned Water Element… Were these three Saint-rank spirit beasts truly “nothing important” in the Sorrowful Saintess’s eyes?
Or rather… if these secrets were revealed, the true terror hidden within her soul core would be buried even deeper…
Hidden in the endless abyss, never to be discovered!
Realizing this, He Daoqi’s breath grew heavy, her body drenched in a cold sweat.
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