The Saintess Has A Showdown 247-248

Chapter 247: The Sorrowful Saintess’s XP

As clone number 10 of the Wrathful Saintess emerged from the gift box, two flowers, one green, one pink, also popped out of her mouth.

Like a long-lost couple reunited, the Misty Heart Lotus and the Seven-Foot Sword Princess Flower immediately began to… interact with the little fox.

The Nine-Colored Cloud Dream Flower, which normally despised plants, offered no resistance. Its XP (preferences) had clearly been… reprogrammed.

Seeing this, Sacred Water, Lover, bristled with indignation and charged, attacking the two plant-type spirit beasts.

As the spirit beasts tumbled and wrestled, the green-haired woman, still bathed in holy light, approached Hong Xiaoqianyu.

“Begin your performance,” Gong Lianyue said, encouraging her. She didn’t believe Luo Kuxin could actually seduce Hong Xiaoqianyu.

But this number 10 clone… she seemed different from the others…

Her aura and demeanor were… strange. If only she would put some clothes on.

But could she actually… have a way?

The green-haired woman turned and curtsied, her ample bosom swaying precariously before settling down. Then, she spoke, her tone respectful,

“Master, you misunderstand. Even legendary spirit beasts have… physical weaknesses.”

“To conquer their core, you must first conquer their body.”

“And this… seemingly pure and virtuous wife type… is the easiest to corrupt. Watch and learn!”

Luo Kuxin suddenly pushed Hong Xiaoqianyu onto the nearby bed. Just as she was about to… mount her, she was pulled back and thrown to the ground.

Gong Lianyue, her face pale, grabbed the green-haired woman’s hands and pinned her down.

Even for a moment, she was ashamed of having overestimated this woman’s intelligence.

This number 10 clone was special because she was the most… abnormal… and the most… perverted… of all the Wrathful Saintess’s clones!

Such a tactic, not only had a 0.00001% chance of success, but it might even provoke a legendary being’s wrath.

Fortunately, Hong Xiaoqianyu remained impassive, simply watching them, her thoughts a mystery.

“I’m not a spirit beast, Master. That method won’t work on me!”

“Shut up and stay still!”

Under Gong Lianyue’s cold glare, the Wrathful Saintess stopped struggling, her hands raised in surrender.

As they remained in this position, a strange gaze fell upon them from the doorway.

A white-haired woman with a beautiful, traditional hairstyle stood there, her expression blank, her breath catching in her throat.

Bai He of the Sea Concubine Palace…

What she saw was a large, green-haired woman, bathed in holy light, being pinned down by the Sorrowful Saintess.

And behind them, a small, pink elemental figure was tied up by a green vine, while a pink flower repeatedly whipped it with its sword-like petals, eliciting strange moans.

As everyone knew, spirit beasts mimicked their masters’ behavior.

Even more bizarre, Hong Xiaoqianyu and the Desireless Saintess simply watched, seemingly accustomed to this… display.

A masterpiece of modern art, truly a chaotic scene.

“…”
“…”

“Excuse me!”

Bai He, her mind reeling, quickly retreated, pretending she hadn’t seen anything.

So this was the Sorrowful Saintess’s… preference?

And that green-haired woman… her… proportions… were almost identical to her own…

Bai He, her face flushed, hurried away. She had come to thank the Sorrowful Saintess for helping her disciple, the Snow Fox girl, but she hadn’t expected to witness such a… performance.

Watching Bai He leave, Gong Lianyue sighed.

“Look what you’ve done! I’ve been misunderstood! No more of this! This is your last chance!”

“Alright, alright, I understand~~~”

As Gong Lianyue released her, the green-haired woman slowly got up, rubbing her… rear.

Although her… seduction tactics had been forbidden, she still had one last trump card.

And that was—!!!

Ten minutes later, the green-haired woman, having exhausted all her efforts, lay on the bed, panting. She had failed to elicit even a single glance from Hong Xiaoqianyu.

Legendary beings were truly different, unmoved even by such… enthusiastic advances.

And from now on, she was the Sorrowful Saintess’s personal maid, to be commanded and… used… at will.

Gong Lianyue, certain of her failure, was now cultivating with the Desireless Saintess, paying her no attention.

“There are plenty of maid outfits in the closet. Go and choose one. And stop running around naked!”

“Oh~~~”

Luo Kuxin, clone number 10, replied listlessly and left the Saintess’s bedroom.

No one, including Gong Lianyue, deep in cultivation, or the four spirit beasts engaged in their… group activity, noticed…

The moment clone number 10 left, Hong Xiaoqianyu followed.

She silently trailed the unsuspecting green-haired woman for a while, then turned, heading in a different direction.

Within the Saintess Palace, in a cold ice chamber…

A white-haired Snow Woman in a shroud-like robe was weaving, countless snow-white threads intertwining, then cut and shaped into strange, solid fragments.

The original ten strands, plus the hundred left behind by the Snow Monarch, minus the 35 used for Gong Lianyue’s new outfit, left 75.

These 75 strands were now being used by the Frost Snow Woman to create a small, delicate object, carved with a chilling white snowflake, resembling a spirit beast core.

Hong Xiaoqianyu, clearly drawn by the activity, sat quietly, watching the Frost Snow Woman work.

The Frost Snow Woman, aware of Hong Xiaoqianyu’s presence, didn’t react, didn’t even turn her head, her focus absolute.

The night passed, uneventfully.

Chapter 248: Just a Master’s Duty

[Soul Prison Trial]
[Fifth Trial: Lost Inheritance]
[Elimination Countdown: 8 Sessions]

Within a dark, silent void, devoid of color and sound…

The blue-haired, teardrop-eyed girl sat in meditation, her brow furrowed, a chaotic aura swirling around her.

After her spirit beasts secured first place in the fourth trial, the Tower of Heaven, Gong Lianyue, without any cooldown penalty, had arrived at the fifth trial: the Lost Inheritance.

The difficulty of this trial was on a completely different level. The objective was to cultivate a Lost Scroll!

One session per week, a time limit of twenty sessions, twelve already passed, each session only fifty hours.

One thousand hours to master a Lost Scroll…?

It was a preposterous goal!

Although a free opportunity to cultivate a Lost Scroll was valuable, an estimated 99.99% of trial participants would be eliminated here.

Even Gong Lianyue felt a sense of dread. She hadn’t even fully deciphered the Steel Moon Chapter of the Heavenly Full Cold Moon, let alone an entire scroll.

[Lost Scroll – Tears of Repose]

The Soul Prison Trial automatically assigned a Lost Scroll based on the participant’s attribute.

The Tears of Repose Gong Lianyue received was water-attribute, but she could only access it within the trial space, unable to take it out for further study.

The Tears of Repose was divided into three chapters:

[Soul Tears Chapter]
[Slumber Chapter]
[Repose Chapter]

Twelve sessions had passed in a flash, and she had only scratched the surface of the Soul Tears Chapter. She couldn’t possibly catch up.

She might actually fail here…

Ding-dong!

[Trial concluded.]

[Elimination Countdown: 7 Sessions]

Fifty hours had passed. The black void receded, the world shattering like broken glass.

Sea Concubine Palace, Mission Hall

Her vision blurring for a moment, Gong Lianyue found herself back in the Sea Concubine Palace.

She stood in a private cultivation ice chamber, her crescent moon eyebrows furrowed, her emotions turbulent.

Three months had passed since she subdued the Water Element and returned, her reputation soaring.

Besides being appointed head of the Mission Hall, nothing significant had happened. She was still at the First Cycle of the Samsara Stage, her two soul cores like bottomless pits, endlessly devouring the spirit energy she painstakingly cultivated.

Putting aside the difficulties of her Dual Soul Body, her most pressing concern was the Soul Prison Trial. Another twelve sessions had passed, and she had made no progress on the Tears of Repose.

Not just her, the other participants must also be feeling a sense of despair.

The entire 1307th War Zone would be eliminated.

She couldn’t imagine what kind of monsters could master a Lost Scroll in a mere thousand hours…

At least she hadn’t encountered any such prodigies in her war zone. The difficulty of the fifth trial was clearly beyond the capabilities of those pampered geniuses from the smaller realms.

The strongest realms in their war zone were the Endless Swamp and the Sun-Seizing Divine Metropolis. Beyond those were the overlord-level realms, the Heavy Rain Realm and the Heavenly Scale Realm.

Judging by the difficulty curve of the Soul Prison Trial, perhaps a few Spirit Masters from the Heavy Rain Realm might be able to clear this level.

This meant her own talent was far from the level of the Heavy Rain Realm’s top geniuses.

“Sigh~~~”

Resigned, Gong Lianyue sighed and turned her attention to the mission board below the transparent wall of the ice chamber.

This room served as her private office, overlooking the main area of the Mission Hall.

At this moment, the Mission Hall was crowded with hundreds of young Spirit Masters gathered before a massive, illusory mission board.

Recently, there had been a surge in mission postings and acceptances. After all, the new members, having completed their orientation, were now forming teams, leveling up, and earning spirit crystals.

Gong Lianyue, now both the Sorrowful Saintess and the head of the Mission Hall, was responsible for overseeing missions and responding to distress calls.

It was a relatively easy job, a way to relax, though she occasionally had to remove those… thinly veiled attempts at organizing orgies disguised as legitimate missions.

[The city of Mistveil, south of the Sea Concubine Palace, is under attack by wild spirit beasts. Requesting assistance from Sea Concubine Palace members – Reward: 40 spirit crystals. Team limit: 4.]
[Gathering Water Manor, a village north of the Sea Concubine Palace, bordering the Snow Fairy Mansion, was destroyed three days ago by a high-rank, Dead Sea Stage beast. Requesting assistance from Sea Concubine Palace members to eliminate the threat – Reward: 150 spirit crystals. Team limit: 10. Restricted to Dead Sea Stage and above.]
[Two mortal kingdoms near the Sea Concubine Palace are at war. Requesting Sea Concubine Palace members to intervene and mediate – Duration: 6 months. Reward: 500 spirit crystals. Team limit: 5. Restricted to Dead Sea Stage Spirit Masters.]
[Feeling… frisky. Seeking energetic junior sisters with exceptional beauty and stamina for assistance – Duration: 3 days. Reward: 20 spirit crystals. Team limit: 10.]

Click!!!

Gong Lianyue, holding the Mission Hall Master’s token, used her spirit energy to delete the last mission.

A team limit of 10? Just what kind of orgy were they planning?

She calmly added the poster to the blacklist. They wouldn’t be posting any more missions for a month.

Dealing with these extracurricular activities disguised as missions… it was just a master’s duty. She just hoped there wouldn’t be any more special requests.

Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz!!!

A few seconds later, as Gong Lianyue was about to resume her cultivation, the token in her hand vibrated violently, a loud alarm blaring.

Another distress call. Gong Lianyue immediately channeled her spirit energy into the token, connecting to the residual aura.

A moment later, the token automatically displayed the sender’s information and the mission details.

[An unknown Saint-rank spirit beast has appeared and then vanished within the Cold Court’s territory. Requesting assistance from Sea Concubine Palace members skilled in tracking to locate it—Reward: 1000 spirit crystals, Team Limit: 20, Restricted to Dawn and Dusk Stage and above.]

Judging by the aura, the distress signal had come from the same person who had posted the mission.

Seeing this, Gong Lianyue’s icy eyes narrowed.

She vaguely remembered seeing a similar mission in the Waterfall Lake Wonderland. But the details seemed suspicious.

Regardless, having received a distress call, she had to post the mission. She didn’t need to participate personally.