Little Azure Dragon's voice grew fainter and fainter, his confidence clearly faltering. After all, even having spent hundreds of millions of years in the God Realm, he had never seen anyone successfully reverse spacetime.
Reversing the universe... was merely the stuff of legends.
Little Azure Dragon added, "Besides, even if you can't bring them back to life, as long as your cultivation becomes powerful enough, you can cross the spatial barriers to go to Earth and exact vengeance on your enemies yourself."
Little Azure Dragon had been awakened while she was still on Earth, which was why he knew about her ordeal.
Xing Beiluo suddenly recalled the voice from when she had been unconscious and asked, "When I was unconscious earlier..."
How was she supposed to ask this?
As an innocent maiden, how could the words possibly pass her lips?
Fortunately, Little Azure Dragon seemed to have understood what she meant. "You were gravely wounded and on the verge of death, so I treated you. But it seems... I overdid it." He scratched his head. "In other words, I happened to reshape your bones and tendons in the process. Your bone age is now only around eleven or twelve."
Xing Beiluo looked around. "Then where is that ocean I felt? I don't see any sea nearby."
Never mind a sea; there wasn't even a trickle of a stream.
At that moment, Little Azure Dragon sheepishly rubbed his belly. "Inside my stomach."
"..."
Ugh, how gross. She should have known better than to ask.
Noticing the look of disgust on her face, Little Azure Dragon hurriedly explained, "Well, I was heavily wounded before and ended up fusing with the Azure Dragon Cauldron. You were soaking in the marrow-cleansing liquid inside the cauldron. Besides, your physical fitness has been immensely enhanced—something countless people would kill for. You should be thrilled."
...Uh.
Xing Beiluo quickly masked the embarrassment of having her inner thoughts guessed, and asked instead, "How did you get hurt?"
"I don't know. Anyway, I can sense that this Aixiantian clearly suffered devastating damage long ago."
"What makes you say that?"
Little Azure Dragon rolled his eyes at her. "Aixiantian was originally a fragment of the Nuwa Stone, forged together with other divine artifacts. The Nuwa Stone was a divine instrument for Mending the Heavens, forged by the Goddess Nuwa using half her lifetime's energy to prevent the Heavenly Dao from being destroyed again. Later, during the chaos in the God Realm, it was shattered into five pieces and scattered across the world. You could say that if you gather all five pieces, you'll become the master of this world... Of course, even a single fragment is immensely powerful. Just imagine, if you were the master of Aixiantian and possessed such a treasure, would you leave it ownerless?"
That... she suppose not.
"So, does that mean this Aixiantian might be incomplete right now?" Xing Beiluo glanced around.
Little Azure Dragon followed her gaze. "Hard to say, but the Nuwa Stone is definitely incomplete. My memories are fragmented, and there's a lot I can't remember. Perhaps you'll find out once your cultivation improves."
With that, Little Azure Dragon turned his gaze back to her. "So, your most urgent task is to focus on your cultivation."
"This is a world of cultivators. Whether it's for self-preservation, figuring out why you came here, or for the sake of Aixiantian, you must cultivate."
Looking at her, Little Azure Dragon said solemnly, "I might have forgotten to tell you: anyone chosen as the master of Aixiantian is an peerless genius who already draws enough attention as it is. What's more, an innocent man treasuring a jade ring becomes a target of crime; the moment Aixiantian recognizes its master, it manifests in the world. Some magical treasures can detect the location of Aixiantian. Moreover, within a certain range, owners of Nuwa Stone fragments can sense each other. Out of the five of you, only one can survive in the end. Therefore, you will undoubtedly face one assassination after another. Since you were unconscious, you've already fallen behind by a month, so you'd better get cracking on your cultivation. I certainly don't want to see the young master of Aixiantian fail to survive past three episodes."
Of course, it was also because he had been lonely in Aixiantian for tens of thousands of years, and he had no idea how many more years he would have had to wait for the next master.
...
Xing Beiluo broke into a cold sweat. Since when had she gone from assassinating others to being the target of assassinations?
However, for someone who loved to remain in control, cultivation was an absolute must!
Not only was she going to cultivate, she was going to be the best at it!
Little Azure Dragon led her to a small wooden cabin.
The interior was very simple. Aside from a bed and a table, the room was filled with books piled in disarray everywhere.
She picked up a book at random, browsing through it while listening to Little Azure Dragon's introduction.
"These were left behind by the previous master. They cover all aspects—cultivation, formations, alchemy, and medicine. The books are graded into four tiers: Heaven, Earth, Mysterious, and Yellow. The ones in here are top-tier masterpieces among the Heaven-grade; placed in the outside world, they would be existence-level peaks."
Xing Beiluo showed no surprise at this. After all, the things she used back in The Organization were also world-class.
As someone accustomed to the finer things since childhood, she figured she deserved all of this.
Xing Beiluo picked out two introductory books on basic cultivation, tucked them into her robes, and asked Little Azure Dragon, "How do I get in here from now on?"
"You just need to connect your spiritual power to Aixiantian to enter its inner Space. For now, only your Divine Sense can enter, but once you level up, your physical body will be able to come in too, and you'll even be able to store living creatures. Keep it up, kiddo~"
Knowing how to enter and exit, Xing Beiluo prepared to leave. She couldn't stay away for too long, or it would be disastrous if anything seemed amiss—like Youbai starting to cry again if she saw her unconscious.
...
Sure enough, the moment she stepped out of Aixiantian, she heard crying.
Xing Beiluo, having just returned to the room: ...
Talk about speaking of the devil.
After a thorough bout of comforting to coax the person away, Xing Beiluo immediately opened her books to study.
After all, with a blade constantly hanging over her head, she couldn't afford to be careless.
She needed to start cultivating as soon as possible; only with real strength and self-preservation could she feel at ease.
Cultivation in this world was divided into Spirit Cultivation and Martial Cultivation. Not everyone could cultivate spiritual power; those who couldn't were mere mortals or had to choose Martial Cultivation, walking the path of body refinement.
It was said that after attaining divinity, one's physical body could become immortal and the soul indestructible.
Xing Beiluo had no particular yearning for godhood, but she was growing increasingly interested in cultivation.
With high-level cultivation, stunts like walking on air and flying through the sky would be a breeze. She could even tear through space and experience the legendary "somersault covering a hundred thousand and eight thousand miles."
Having read through the cultivation method once, she prepared to put it into practice.
She sat cross-legged on the bed, chanted the incantation silently, and concentrated on meditating and sensing.
One breath, two breaths, three breaths...
A quarter of an hour, two quarters, three quarters...
One hour, two hours, three hours...
Xing Beiluo still felt absolutely nothing!!
How could this be?
Wasn't she a supreme genius?