From a loser to an immortal sage

Chapter 95 A Desperate Comeback Shows Its Edge

Wen Chen's voice, like a beacon in the darkness, gave me boundless strength. I clutched the jade pendant tightly to my chest, feeling the lingering scent of him on it, and a powerful will to live surged within me. I cannot die; I still want to see all the wonders of the world with him, I still want to grow old with him.

"Ah!" I roared, pouring the last bit of spiritual power in my body into the jade pendant. The pendant's light instantly surged, forming an indestructible barrier that blocked Old Monster Mo's fatal blow.

With a deafening roar, the entire Refining Valley trembled.

The immense impact sent me flying, crashing heavily to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood. But I laughed; I had actually withstood it!

Old Monster Mo was clearly stunned by my actions. He stared at me in disbelief, his eyes filled with shock and anger. "How is this possible? How could you possibly block my Soul-Devouring Dagger?"

I struggled to my feet, wiped the blood from the corner of my mouth, and looked at him with unwavering determination. "Old Monster Mo, your scheme will not succeed!"

I knew I couldn't just sit and wait to die. I forced myself to stay weak and mobilized the last of my spiritual power to continue fusing with that powerful magic weapon.

Master Yan stood to the side, his brow furrowed, his gaze complex as he looked at me. I knew he was torn between helping me and not. He wanted to give me a real chance to prove myself, yet he was also worried that I might lose my life in the process.

I smiled slightly at him, signaling with my eyes that he shouldn't interfere. This is my battle, and I must face it myself.

I felt my spiritual energy rapidly recovering, and the energy from the jade pendant continuously flowed into my body, repairing my damaged meridians.

At the same time, the magical artifact in my hand began to emit a dazzling light, and a powerful force was gradually awakening.

Leng Shuang stood not far away, watching me with schadenfreude. She thought I definitely couldn't withstand Mo Laoguai's next attack, and she was even ready to laugh at my overestimation of my abilities.

However, she was destined to be disappointed.

I felt the power within me growing stronger and stronger. I felt as if I had transformed into a war god, my whole body filled with boundless power.

"Old Monster Mo, prepare to die!" I roared, and the magic weapon in my hand transformed into a streak of light, slashing fiercely at Old Monster Mo.

Mo Laoguai's expression changed drastically. He sensed the powerful aura emanating from me and knew that he was no longer my match.

He tried to escape, but it was too late.

My attack speed was as fast as lightning, and I arrived in front of him in an instant.

"No..." Old Monster Mo let out a desperate scream... his voice came to an abrupt end.

Mo Laoguai's voice abruptly stopped, and his body exploded in mid-air, turning into a cloud of black mist that dissipated into the world. The magic weapon in my hand also dimmed and fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

I stumbled a few steps and almost fell, but luckily Master Yan caught me in time. "Xiao Yao, are you alright?" he asked with concern, his voice trembling slightly.

I shook my head, took a deep breath, and tried to calm the surging blood and qi within me. "I'm fine, Master Yan," I said, forcing myself to speak. Although my body was still weak, my heart was filled with joy. I had finally defeated Old Monster Mo and successfully fused with this powerful magic weapon.

Leng Shuang stood to the side, her face deathly pale. She stared at me in disbelief, her eyes filled with shock and fear. She had thought I would die at the hands of Old Monster Mo, but I had unexpectedly turned the tables, which filled her with immense frustration and jealousy. She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but nothing came out. In the end, she could only glare at me fiercely before turning and leaving.

Pavilion Master Lu remained standing to the side, that enigmatic smile still etched on his face. He glanced at me, a barely perceptible hint of admiration flashing in his eyes, then turned and left. His figure disappeared into the night, as if he had never been there at all.

Watching their retreating figures, I was filled with mixed emotions. I knew that although this battle was over, my challenge had only just begun. In the world of cultivation, the law of the jungle prevails, and only by constantly improving one's strength can one survive in this cruel world.

I took a deep breath, clearing my mind of all distractions, and turned to look at Master Yan. "Master Yan, thank you for your guidance," I said sincerely.

Master Yan looked at me and nodded with satisfaction. "Xiao Yao, you did very well. You not only successfully fused with this magic weapon, but also defeated Old Monster Mo, proving your strength. I believe your future will be even brighter."

I looked at him gratefully, my heart filled with confidence and hope. I knew my path to immortality was still long, but I believed that as long as I persevered and never gave up, I would definitely reach the heights I desired.

I bent down and picked up the magical artifact from the ground, examining it closely. The artifact was entirely golden, radiating a faint golden light, and was engraved with intricate and delicate patterns, exuding a mysterious aura. I put it into my storage bag, intending to study its power more thoroughly when I had time.

Suddenly, I felt a powerful pressure descend from the sky, enveloping the entire Refining Valley. I was startled and looked up to see a huge crack in the sky, from which a powerful energy poured out, enveloping the entire Refining Valley.

"What's going on?" I was filled with doubt, not knowing what had happened.

Master Yan's expression was grave, his gaze fixed on the crack in the sky. "This is bad, someone is undergoing tribulation!" he said in a deep voice, his tone filled with worry.

"Tribulation?" I was startled. Could it be that someone was about to break through to a higher realm?

Just then, a familiar voice came from the sky. "Xiao Yao, you did a great job, I'm so proud of you."

I looked in the direction of the sound and saw Wen Chen's figure appear in the sky. He was radiating a dazzling light, like a god descending to earth.

“Wen Chen…” I murmured to myself, my heart filled with surprise and excitement.

He looked down at me, his eyes filled with tenderness and love. "Xiao Yao, wait for me," he said.

Then, he turned and flew towards the crack in the sky. His figure gradually disappeared into the light, leaving only a hopeful silhouette… “What is he going to do?” Master Yan’s expression changed drastically, and he blurted out. Wen Chen’s figure disappeared into the horizon, leaving only the words “Wait for me” echoing in my heart. Wait for me? Wait for him for what? Tribulation? He actually chose this moment to undergo tribulation! My heart was filled with mixed feelings—joy, worry, and above all, a nameless unease.

Master Yan's face was extremely pale. He muttered to himself, "How could this happen... how could it happen at this time..." He turned to look at me with a complicated expression, "Xiao Yao, you... sigh!" He sighed heavily, hesitating to speak.

I understand his concerns. Wen Chen's tribulation will inevitably attract heavenly lightning, and I am currently almost exhausted, with the fusion of my magical treasures at its most critical moment. Any interference could lead to the failure of all my previous efforts, or even cause me to suffer a qi deviation.

"Xiao Yao!" Madam Qin's anxious voice pulled me back to reality. She hurried to my side, her eyes filled with worry. "How are you? Can you hold on?"

I took a deep breath, trying to remain calm. "I'm fine, Madam Qin," I said, forcing myself to speak, even though my spiritual energy was depleted, like a riverbed about to dry up.

But as soon as I finished speaking, an even more intense pressure descended from the sky, making it almost impossible for me to breathe. I looked up and saw that the crack in the sky was getting bigger and bigger, and the surging energy within it was becoming more and more violent, as if it would burst out at any moment.

"Hahaha! Xiao Yao, you're dead!" Old Monster Mo's hateful voice rang out again. Although his physical body was destroyed, his remaining soul seemed to be attached to the evil magic weapon, still haunting him.

I saw that evil artifact hovering in the air, radiating a chilling black light, like a ferocious beast ready to devour its prey. It seemed to sense my weakness, and its attacks became even more ferocious, wave after wave of black energy surging towards me like a tide.

I gritted my teeth and desperately channeled the last of my spiritual energy to barely maintain a defensive barrier. However, this barrier proved so fragile under Old Monster Mo's attacks, like a candle flame in a storm, ready to be extinguished at any moment.

"Give up, Xiao Yao! You have no hope!" Old Monster Mo laughed maniacally, his voice filled with smugness and mockery.

My heart was filled with resentment. Was I really going to fail at the last hurdle? I refused to accept it! I had put in so much effort, endured so many hardships, and finally gotten this far. I couldn't give up here!

I stared intently at that evil artifact, my eyes burning with an indomitable flame. I felt the artifact within my body vibrating violently, as if responding to my resolve.

Madam Qin stood to the side, her face pale, her hands clasped tightly together. She prayed silently for me, hoping that I could create a miracle.

Just then, I felt a strange energy surging from the magical artifact in my hand. This energy was warm and powerful, quickly flowing throughout my body and repairing my damaged meridians. I felt my strength rapidly recovering, even becoming stronger than before!

At the same time, the crack in the sky grew wider and wider, and Wen Chen's figure reappeared in my sight. He was bathed in lightning, like a war god, fighting against the heavenly thunder.

“Xiao Yao…” His deep voice reached my ears, carrying a hint of worry and encouragement.

I looked up at him, my heart filled with strength. I knew I couldn't let him down; I had to persevere!

I took a deep breath, channeling all the energy surging within me into the magical artifact in my hand… “Give me… Fusion!” I roared, my voice echoing across the Refining Valley. “Give me… Fusion!” I howled, feeling the power surging within me like a rushing river, cleansing my meridians. The magical artifact in my hand emitted a dazzling light; its previously dull patterns now seemed to come alive, flowing with golden radiance.

Mo Laoguai's attack struck my defensive barrier with a deafening roar. I groaned, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of my mouth, but my eyes remained unusually resolute. I felt myself gradually merging with the magical artifact in my hand, an unprecedented power awakening within me.

Old Monster Mo's attacks gradually weakened, and his terrified voice echoed in the air: "This is impossible! How could you..." His voice grew weaker and weaker until it finally disappeared. The evil magic weapon lost its support, its light dimmed, and it finally turned into dust and dissipated in the air.

I staggered back a few steps, my body swaying precariously. Madam Qin quickly stepped forward to support me, asking with concern, "Xiao Yao, are you alright?"

I forced a smile: "I'm fine, Madam Qin." Although I said that, I clearly felt that my body had reached its limit. My spiritual energy was almost exhausted, and my meridians were severely damaged. If it weren't for this mysterious power supporting me, I probably would have collapsed.

The fusion of the magical artifact was not yet complete; I could feel it greedily absorbing the surrounding spiritual energy, like a hungry infant. I looked down at the artifact in my hand; it emitted a soft light, as if responding to my efforts.

The tribulation lightning in the sky continued, and Wen Chen's figure appeared and disappeared amidst the lightning. My heart was filled with worry. How was he? Would he be able to successfully overcome the tribulation?

Master Yan walked to my side. His expression was still solemn, but there was a hint of relief in his eyes: "Xiao Yao, you did very well."

I forced a smile and remained silent. I knew this wasn't the time to relax; the fusion of the magical artifacts wasn't complete yet, and I had to persevere.

Leng Shuang stood at a distance, watching me with a complex expression. I could sense the jealousy and resentment in her eyes, but she didn't say anything; she simply turned and left silently.

Pavilion Master Lu walked up to me with an enigmatic smile on his face: "Xiao Yao, you have indeed not disappointed me." His tone was ambiguous, neither praising nor testing.

I ignored him and focused all my attention on the magical artifact in my hands. I knew that every second was crucial and I couldn't afford to be distracted.

I took a deep breath, trying to stay awake. My spiritual energy was almost completely depleted; I had to find a new source of power. I looked around, my gaze falling on the trees, rocks, and even the spiritual energy floating in the air… “Master…” I murmured softly.