tkworld Chapter 287 The Devil's Tribulation Returns
Chapter 287 The Devil's Tribulation Returns
Chapter 287: The Return of the Calamity
When Qin Muling was happily and wholeheartedly engaging in mischief, he was caught red-handed by the main master. It goes without saying what consequences this would bring, especially since the other party was the esteemed head teacher.
Qin Muling deeply regretted his actions. The nature of this incident was much more serious than the last time when he was inspected by the Emperor's officials for his private collection. This time, it was basically the kind of situation where exposure meant death, and no one could save him.
"Heh, is there any point in arguing?"
Mu Yinghua's beautiful eyes turned, and her gaze fell on the album. With her cultivation, she instantly understood the content of the entire album.
As expected, the head teacher's eyes twitched, and a murderous aura slowly filled her beautiful eyes beneath her black eyebrows, filling the room with a suffocating pressure.
Without hesitation, Qin Muling's figure quietly disappeared from where he stood. He wanted to use his Divine Ability to escape.
However, just an instant later, Qin Muling's nearly vanished figure reappeared in the same spot. Mu Yinghua, who knew him well, would not give him a chance to escape. Moreover, Divine Ability was also ineffective at such a close distance.
"Master, please spare me! Your disciple will never dare again!"
Qin Muling immediately admitted his mistake without hesitation. After all, the other party was his master, and it was not shameful to bow down and admit defeat.
"Hmph! It's too late to beg for mercy now!"
Mu Yinghua sneered and pointed her finger. A bright red silk cloth, shimmering with precious light, lightly bound Qin Muling's hands and feet, suspending him in mid-air.
"Crack!"
A crisp sound echoed in the study. A whip, cold and full of chill, appeared in her hand, and dozens of whip shadows burst forth in mid-air.
"Is this really happening? Are you really going to beat me?!"
Qin Muling's scalp tingled. It was clear that his master was truly angry this time and had no intention of letting him off easily.
Just as a severe beating seemed inevitable, amidst the surging radiance, the slender and plump figure of the young elder, Luo Li, appeared and stood in front of Qin Muling.
"Sister Yu, save me!"
Qin Muling breathed a sigh of relief and quickly called out.
"Head teacher, what's going on?"
Yu Lingzhou had already seen the situation in the study and asked in surprise, "What mistake did Mu Ling make that made you treat him like this?"
"What else could it be? This brat is becoming more and more outrageous!"
Mu Yinghua blushed and said with a resentful tone as she threw the album to Yu Lingzhou.
After taking a look at it, the young elder tilted her head and looked at Qin Muling with a smile that was not a smile. "So it seems that this time, you really didn't do anything wrong. Why did you provoke the head teacher? Even I can't plead for you!"
Qin Muling sighed, "Then I'll accept the punishment, alright?"
He could see that Yu Lingzhou wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to make a deal with him. However, from Mu Yinghua's perspective, she probably wouldn't easily let her plan succeed. Otherwise, in the end, it would be Mu Yinghua, the head teacher, who would suffer.
"Hmph! In consideration of Elder Yu, I'll spare you this time!"
Mu Yinghua preemptively said, waving her hand to release him, not giving Yu Lingzhou a chance to speak.
Yu Lingzhou looked at Mu Yinghua with some frustration. She should have known better than to come. She wanted to see how this pair would end up.
But even if she didn't come, it seemed that the outcome wouldn't have changed much, unless Qin Muling had committed an unforgivable mistake. Otherwise, there was no possibility of him not being taught a lesson.
"I am going to seclude myself with Mu Ling to cultivate. Elder Yu, if you have no other matters, let's discuss it after I come out of seclusion!"
Mu Yinghua said, she is now only one step away from the realm of Great Principal Golden Immortal, and her overall accumulation is on the verge of perfection.
Of course, if she can open the Good Fortune Heavenly Palace again and absorb and refine Qin Muling's spiritual insights as much as possible, she will have a better chance of successfully transcending the tribulation and obtaining a flawless Great Principle Dao Fruit. This will lay a solid foundation for her future breakthrough to the Quasi-Saint Emperor realm.
Once she becomes a Great Principal Golden Immortal, there will no longer be any doubts about Mu Yinghua's cultivation level within the sect.
"Alright..."
Yu Lingzhou frowned and looked at Qin Muling. After thinking for a moment, she decided not to obstruct Mu Yinghua. Mu Yinghua's cultivation advancement is also a major event, and as an elder of the Emperor Feng Ge, she has no reason to hold her back.
So, Mu Yinghua calmly took Qin Muling and left.
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In the depths of the Extreme Void Starry Sky, within a certain dark Star Domain.
This Star Domain had become a ruin in a catastrophe countless thousands of years ago. All the floating land and living beings within the Star Domain were completely wiped out, leaving no valuable resources behind.
Today, on a giant floating land within the Star Domain, a hexagonal pagoda that was over ten thousand miles tall, with a base diameter of nearly a thousand miles, and over a hundred levels, quietly hung in the clouds.
The surface of the pale tower body was rough and uneven, as if it was made from the bones of countless unknown giant beasts. The tower was covered in a dense and pure blood light, with countless distorted and ferocious shadows faintly appearing.
Moreover, it was not just one floating pagoda that appeared this time, but hundreds of them. As time passed, new floating pagodas continued to teleport and arrive.
These floating pagodas all had the same style, but their sizes varied. The smallest was only a hundred miles tall, while the largest exceeded ten thousand miles in height, visually reflecting the difference in strength among the various demon tribes.
The actual size of the space inside these floating pagodas was usually hundreds of times larger than their physical volume. Blood-colored mist lingered inside, filled with demonic energy. Many powerful demon tribes lurked within, creating an environment that was difficult for ordinary cultivators to survive in, but it was their peaceful and prosperous home.
The internal hierarchy of the Demon Race is extremely strict. Those who reside in the lower levels of the tower are mostly servants and cannon fodder-like roles. Those slightly higher up are members of the regular army. The middle levels are occupied by officials, generals, and minor nobles. The higher one goes, the more important the status of the demon offspring becomes.
At the topmost level of this floating tower, there are magnificent and grand palaces with a distinct exotic civilization style. Every brick, every tile, every blade of grass and every tree appears exquisite, magnificent, and ingeniously crafted. This is an area where only the leaders of certain powerful demon tribes have the qualifications to reside.
In the pavilions, towers, corridors, and passageways, one can often see beautiful maidservants dressed in light veils coming and going incessantly. Blood-armored guards stand on both sides like spears. Occasionally, one can even catch a glimpse of dignified aristocrats who exude an aura of long-standing authority and command with every gesture.
The offspring of the Demon Race are actually a new species born from the combination of extraterrestrial races and humans. Originally, it was impossible for two different races to have offspring, but the higher-ups of the extraterrestrial races have solved this problem through long-term research and experimentation.
The lower-ranking offspring of the Demon Race closely resemble the original appearance of the extraterrestrial races. They are weak in power, have short lifespans, and face difficulties in growth. They have various defects and have always existed as cannon fodder.
However, the higher-ranking offspring of the Demon Race have a physical appearance that is closer to humans, especially those demon individuals with True Immortal cultivation or above. They are basically indistinguishable from human cultivators without the discernment of certain special Divine Abilities or Acquired Spiritual Treasures.
In the depths of the palace, in a hall shrouded in blood mist and eerie Yin energy, more than ten towering figures sit in a circle, silently communicating with their powerful divine senses:
"... After such a long preparation, all the tribes have gathered enough forces. It is time to launch a new wave of attacks on the human cultivation world!"
"Yes, it is necessary! The previous attacks were only probing. Our true elite forces have not been deployed, but they still caused significant damage to the human cultivation world. It shows that their strength has indeed declined severely, to the point where each generation is weaker than the previous one!"
"That's right, but for our great Sacred Clan, this is the best news! As long as we defeat all their sects, aristocratic families, Immortal Dynasties, and the like, billions and trillions of mortals in the Extreme Void Starry Sky will become our blood food, subject to our every whim!"
"Our primary target is those so-called Quasi-Saint Emperors. The power they possess is comparable to the kings of our clan. We must eliminate every single one of them!"
"That makes sense. Let it be so! All participating legions will arrive at the designated Star Domain and wait within a month. When the time comes, we can launch a full-scale attack!"
"Very well!"
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