The Saintess Has A Showdown 370

Chapter 370: Transcending This Bloodline

–Cold Waterfall Heavenly Gate, Gong Family Annual Gathering

A heavy silence fell upon the venue, a somber atmosphere like a funeral.

At this moment, whether Saintess or guest, Spirit Master or spirit beast, all were overshadowed, their faces a mixture of shock and disbelief.

The Lost Scroll’s spirit hadn’t chosen the Ice Eye Saintess, but a Gong family Spirit Master sitting among the spectators, her teardrop eyes easily recognizable.

Ninety-nine percent had been certain it would be the Ice Eye Saintess again. This unexpected turn of events, a shocking upset, had thrown the Gong family into chaos.

Gong Lianyue, holding the Scroll Spirit, her ice-blue, teardrop eyes scanning the hall, her expression cold and indifferent, an air of casual arrogance.

In this setting, her calmness was a display of absolute dominance.

“Who is she?”

“I don’t know. Gong family Spirit Masters don’t need invitations…”

“Those teardrop eyes… she’s definitely from the Gong family, but… I don’t recognize her.”

Any recognizable name would have been met with cries of disbelief.

But as they looked around, it was clear no one knew this woman.

After a few seconds of stunned silence, the Gong family finally reacted.

“Which branch is she from?”

“Quickly, find out her identity!!”

“Gong… Gong Lianyue…?” Gong Shuihe, the Twelfth Cold Pupil Saintess, whispered in disbelief.

But her voice was too soft to be heard, only Gong Xingyu, the Ice Eye Saintess, sitting nearby, her eyes widening in shock, heard it.

The Ice Eye Saintess stared at the blue-haired woman in the bathrobe, sitting on the raised platform, a mixture of shock, fear, and other, unidentifiable emotions swirling within her.

As the Gong family scrambled, the blue-haired woman in the bathrobe chuckled, her tone dismissive.

“Don’t bother. My name is Gong Lianyue. Checking the family registry might be faster.”

“…”
“…”

Hearing Gong Lianyue’s casual words, the Gong family Spirit Masters froze.

Confusion, shock, disbelief, even terror, filled their faces.

They had heard of the name Gong Lianyue, but only in hushed whispers, rumors within the family.

It was said that the Ice Eye Saintess had an older sister, also born of the same mother, but with a different spirit beast, named Gong Lianyue, born with six teardrop beauty marks, four more than Gong Xingyu!!!

But because the legendary being she carried was too powerful, she had died shortly after birth, her body unable to contain it. This was the most common, and the most ridiculous, version of the story.

Six teardrops… such a face would be more comical than awe-inspiring. It was hard to even imagine.

Boom!!!!

A few seconds after Gong Lianyue spoke, a massive, ice-armored beast crashed down before her, sending debris flying.

A giant white bear, its body covered in shimmering ice crystals, radiating a violent aura, a chilling wind.

The Snow Barbarian Giant, a legendary-rank spirit beast!

[I am the guardian spirit beast of the Gong family’s Third Branch. Although I don’t know how you created those teardrop eyes, I suggest you return the Scroll Spirit and leave.]

[You cannot impersonate a Gong family Spirit Master. Besides, you don’t even have the six teardrops.]

The giant bear’s booming voice echoed throughout the venue, its powerful aura almost blowing them off their feet.

Facing the legendary being’s threat, Gong Lianyue’s expression remained calm.

However, her seemingly ordinary face began to change. Six shimmering teardrops flowed from her ice-blue eyes, staining her cheeks.

In a moment, she had returned to her original form, her aura completely transformed.

Silence fell upon the hall.

Many had dismissed the six teardrops as a ridiculous rumor, but witnessing it firsthand… such divine markings, a gift beyond human comprehension.

“Wait, I remember now! Gong Lianyue!!!”

As the Gong family Spirit Masters stared at the sorrowful, teardrop-stained face in awe, a moonlight spirit beast suddenly cried out.

Not a native of the Cold Waterfall Heavenly Gate, unfamiliar with the Gong family’s secrets, it had heard the name Gong Lianyue in a distant realm.

There was no doubt. It was her.

“Gong Lianyue, Ninth Seat of October, the Sorrowful Saintess! She repelled the Moon Calamity!”

“…”
“…”

Boom!!!

Before the Snow Barbarian Giant could even react, a massive flower bud erupted from Gong Lianyue’s bosom, swallowing the giant bear whole.

The Nine-Colored Cloud Dream Flower, its petal-shaped spirit diagram held carefully in its hands, connected to a massive, illusory bud that swayed gently, radiated a terrifying aura.

The Cloud Dream Flower’s spirit diagram allowed it to use a weaker version of its transformed form’s battle techniques. And its current form… was the Peach Blossom Concubine, one of the Seven Concubines.

At this moment, its aura, a wave of floral fragrance, was so overwhelming, it made their scalps tingle, their courage failing.

[Sorrowful Saintess, as I shall address you for now, are you declaring war on our Cold Waterfall Heavenly Gate?]

[No, I’m simply teaching this… arrogant creature a lesson.]

Hearing the ancient voice, Gong Lianyue replied calmly, her own voice echoing throughout the venue, a wave of spirit energy.

A moment later, the giant bud spat out an unconscious, fur-covered woman, then shrunk, returning to the little fox’s hand, a single petal.

Gong Lianyue stepped on the Snow Barbarian Giant’s back, using it as a stepping stone to reach the center of the altar, her gaze sweeping over the crowd.

[I don’t care about your past or your petty squabbles.]

[Your secrets are meaningless, your lives insignificant.]

[What matters… is what I’m about to prove…]_

As the blue-robed woman walked, the crowd parted, even the Cold Pupil Saintesses retreating in fear.

At this moment, everyone felt it, the coming winter, a chilling wind, the calm before the storm.

Gong Lianyue’s voice echoed throughout the venue, the teardrops on her face shifting, the six shimmering droplets retreating into her eyes, merging, transforming, forming watery, magatama-shaped pupils, a divine gaze.

And behind her, beneath her transparent bathrobe, a shimmering ribbon appeared, swirling around her, an aura of invincibility.

If the six teardrops had merely surpassed the Ice Eye Saintess, then her current form was on a completely different level.

All eyes were on her as the blue-robed woman reached the center of the altar, then…

Bang!

Under countless shocked and angry gazes, Gong Lianyue crushed the Scroll Spirit in her hand, her blue hair swirling wildly, her arrogance undeniable.

[I want to know… if my aptitude… transcends this bloodline.]