Did she… succeed in the tribulation?
When the golden light descended from the heavens, the Evil God's reaction was still a beat slow.
But soon, she felt a warm vitality acting upon her body, rapidly repairing the injuries she had sustained from the tribulation. And, with the suppression of the tribulation's aura removed, the boundless power of the "Huanglong Essence Blood" burst forth at that moment.
BOOM!!
BOOM!!!!!!!
BOOM!!!!!!!!!!!
The barren earth trembled continuously.
The Evil God, gradually regaining her strength, completely shook off her previous weakness. She used the endless energy bestowed upon her by the Huanglong Essence Blood contained within her to push her own aura to its peak!
The boundless sea of spiritual energy seemed to rise like a vast tide. The surrounding space seemed to shake from this terrifying power.
Jiesheng Realm… Peak!
The previously stable cultivation bottleneck was now as fragile as paper, crumbling under the impact of this spiritual energy.
BOOM!!!!!!!
At this moment, the Evil God's aura appeared even more terrifying.
However, she didn't dwell on the joy of her breakthrough, for her ultimate goal had always been one thing: to transform.
The divine light descending from the heavens grew even more brilliant.
At this moment, the Evil God bathed in the divine light, a beast yet exuding a touch of divinity.
"It's begun."
Fang Ming Jing, at some point, had drawn closer.
He simply watched as the Evil God's massive form gradually shrank in the divine light, slowly changing into the shape of a woman...
Finally,
A tall, beautiful woman appeared before him.
The Evil God, at this moment, was stunningly beautiful.
Her brown skin was as smooth as satin, a flowing cascade of beautiful black hair reached down to her calves. Her alluring, mature face was breathtakingly beautiful, her legs were extremely long yet not lacking in curves.
Even Fang Ming Jing, upon seeing her, couldn't help but be momentarily lost in thought.
"I did it, little Ming Jing."
A smile played on the Evil God's face. Her eyes shone brightly as she looked at Fang Ming Jing, who stood before her.
"How do you feel?"
"I still feel a little uncomfortable, but it's fine. Come closer."
"Oh."
The Little Saint Son ran forward.
The Evil God slowly crouched down.
She looked at Fang Ming Jing's adorable face, now so close, and instinctively stretched out her hand, touching his face with slender fingers, her expression becoming somewhat dazed.
"It's so good..."
Her gaze was soft.
She muttered to herself.
"Hmm... Is this necessary?"
"Yes, come give me a hug."
Although she said that, the Evil God didn't seem to intend to ask for Fang Ming Jing's opinion. She reached out and pulled him into her arms.
"Whoa."
He let out a childish cry.
Feeling the weight in her arms, the Evil God couldn't help but smile, then she lowered her head and carefully sniffed his scent.
"So good..."
Her eyes welled up again.
Fang Ming Jing, however, looked up at her, thinking about how she hadn't intended to take the tribulation pill until the very end, and felt a little scared. "You were so close to failing just now."
"Hmm."
It was something to be thankful for and to be afraid of, yet the Evil God seemed indifferent, as if it was nothing to her. She simply said softly:
"I also broke through just now."
"Jiesheng Realm peak?"
"Hmm. From now on, I will protect you."
"Alright, so it's settled then."
"Hmm, I will always hold you, I will always protect you..."
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Saint Master's Dao Palace
"It's over."
"Yes..."
The tea in the celadon teacup had long since turned cold, but Jiang Jiu Ge swirled a tea leaf in the cup, smiling.
"Did you notice anything just now, Uncle Mu?"
"Yes, Saint Master." The old servant's voice replied. "The tribulation hadn't ended yet, but it suddenly disappeared inexplicably. This is probably because of the Little Saint Son..."
"Tsk, the tribulation actually yielded to the Little Saint Son. I'm a little curious about how Ming Jing will fare in his tribulations later."
"With the Little Saint Son's talent, the tribulation's strength will be irrelevant."
"..."
Perhaps feeling that the old servant's words were reasonable, Jiang Jiu Ge put down the teacup with a bit of disinterest.
The boiling water in the stove made a rumbling sound.
"Go find a cultivation technique for that Evil God later."
"This old servant understands."
Mu Bo replied respectfully. "But with her Jiesheng Realm peak cultivation, it's still insufficient to be the Little Saint Son's protector. And Miss Gu seems to want to take the Little Saint Son on a trip in half a month."
"It's fine. At least having her as a nominal protector is enough. And in another hundred years, she might become the next elder of the Holy Land."
"Yes..."
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Surgery is done. Written on my phone, not very used to it, so it's a bit shorter.
Also, if you don't have any visuals for the Evil God's appearance, you can substitute in the Dark Elf Queen from "Black Beast" (hilarious).