Chapter 11: The Higher You Are Lifted, the Harder You Fall
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Mo Zichuan never expected that Jiang Wanwan, who had just been in his arms, would rush out so suddenly. Despite having been severely injured moments ago, she actually stood at the forefront for the sect leader!
"As expected of Wanwan, even wounded, she thinks of the sect. She’s not at all comparable to Shi Murang."
"But this is the Divine Beast Azure Dragon! How could a Foundation Establishment cultivator like her possibly..."
Mo Zichuan’s murmurs were cut off by a sudden exclamation.
"Look over there!"
As agreed, Jiang Wanwan finished her line, and like a resolute savior heading to her death, she closed her eyes, ready to face death!
But unexpectedly, Cang Yuan ceased its slaughter, hovering uncertainly above the Tiandao Sect!
The two locked eyes, as if Cang Yuan was verifying something.
The surviving disciples and elders stared in astonishment.
A turning point! There might still be hope for the Tiandao Sect!
What a dramatic rise and fall—it was clear in their minds, yet none dared to relax too much.
Everyone’s hearts pounded in their chests, fearful another unforeseen event would occur.
Thump, thump!
The silence was so profound that each heartbeat could be heard. They gazed, speechless, at Jiang Wanwan and Cang Yuan before them.
A roar echoed through the clouds as Cang Yuan glided between them. The dragon’s cry pierced the sky, stirring the blood of all within hundreds of miles!
The heavens and earth seemed to change color, all beasts bowed down, and in a fleeting vision, it appeared as if a celestial blessing was bestowed. A beam of light shone upon Jiang Wanwan, her image reflecting before the entire sect!
"Hmm... This girl possesses a heavenly fate that can stir such fortune; she is indeed of the same lineage as me."
"Very well, I’ll grant you this favor."
Cang Yuan spoke enigmatically before finally departing from the Tiandao Sect.
Though unclear, these words sparked much speculation and imagination among the onlookers.
As it vanished into the distance, a deep, imposing voice reverberated in their ears.
"From now on, I shall aid you twice. Be mindful of yourself."
Jiang Wanwan’s face brightened with joy; her worries completely lifted. She never imagined there would be a celestial phenomenon!
Could it have been the Azure Dragon senior who conjured this? Truly masterful!
This time, the entire sect would surely remember her kindness!
With excitement, she looked toward Zhai Zhe behind her.
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"Master! The Azure Dragon senior has spared us!"
She was about to say more but was stopped by Zhai Zhe’s somewhat somber and probing gaze, which startled her into silence.
"Mas... Master?"
Zhai Zhe snapped out of it, dimming the dark glint in his eyes to reveal a relieved smile. "Yes, well done."
"You’ve made a great contribution. Rewards will come in time. For now, I will go into seclusion."
Turning away, thoughts churned within Zhai Zhe’s heart, a strange shift stirring toward Jiang Wanwan.
Jiang Wanwan sensed nothing amiss, only happily shouting, "Thank you, Master! But I didn’t really do much; I don’t even know why."
Zhai Zhe paused briefly, gazing deeply at her with a cold tone. "You worry too much, disciple. This is your destiny, and a blessing for our sect."
Jiang Wanwan, unaware of his unusual demeanor, attributed his mood to his severe injuries.
Nearby disciples sighed in relief and cheered for Jiang Wanwan.
Yet, looking at the bloodied corpses and the fallen beloved elders and respected figures, their joy was not as profound as expected.
Their eyes flickered strangely toward Jiang Wanwan, as if a rift had formed.
Why didn’t she arrive sooner? If only she had...
Sigh.
One by one, the disciples departed. Jiang Wanwan felt something was wrong, a vague and frustrating unease—as if things shouldn’t have unfolded this way.
After saving the sect, the treatment she received didn’t match her expectations.
Had something gone wrong?
Uneasy, she pondered this, feeling uncomfortable all over.
"Senior Sister! Senior Sister! This is the real Senior Sister! Shi Murang is nothing!"
"Right! From now on, Jiang Wanwan is our only Senior Sister! She’s our savior!"
Interrupted by these cheers, Jiang Wanwan forgot her doubts, basking in their praise and admiration.
A savior—she was the Tiandao Sect’s savior!
Shi Murang? Merely a defeated underling!
With such voices leading, the remaining disciples gathered enthusiastically to cheer for Jiang Wanwan.
"Senior Sister! Senior Sister!"
"Long live Senior Sister!"
"I nearly thought I wouldn’t survive today! From now on, Senior Sister Wanwan is my god!"
"Who in the Tiandao Sect can compare to Senior Sister Wanwan? If she’s not Senior Sister, then who is?"
Elevated and adored, the small bitterness in Jiang Wanwan’s heart found satisfaction.
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Laugh now—laugh as freely as you want. The higher you are lifted, the harder the fall will be!
Delusional to think you can climb to the top by stepping on Shi Murang? Shi Murang will make you pay for that.
As the Tiandao Sect began to rebuild, no one remembered Shi Murang, who enjoyed a quiet leisure in the Nine Nether Cave.
For others, this place was a torment, but for Shi Murang, it was a perfect sanctuary for recuperation.
She planned to face the upcoming grand spectacle in her fullest strength.
Meanwhile, Jiang Wanwan, following Shi Murang’s plan, began her mischief.
‘Being the heroine is so wonderful. Even if Cang Yuan’s departure is staged, she still receives blessings from the Dao, and the celestial phenomenon is a valuable opportunity.’
[Host, don’t lose heart. When our fortune grows, you’ll enjoy such treatment too!]
Indeed, the phenomenon Jiang Wanwan mistakenly thought was created by Cang Yuan was actually the halo of her heroine status.
With the Dao’s blessings, even if she had no actual connection to the Azure Dragon’s lineage, Cang Yuan would be compelled to feel a sense of intimacy.
In the original story, to protect the heroine from the Azure Dragon’s backlash, after undergoing the celestial phenomenon’s baptism, she would naturally gain control over the Nine Nether Cave’s Nether Flame.
When Jiang Wanwan realizes this, it will be the moment she gradually commands Cang Yuan and tames her first beast companion!
But for now...
Sorry, the Azure Dragon already has an owner.
As for the Nether Flame? Guess who owns it.
Shi Murang toyed casually with the nine-colored flames in her hand, looking somewhat disinterested.
After she was done playing, with a wave of her delicate hand, the flames returned outside the prison, and a personal panel generated by the system appeared before her eyes.
[Name: Shi Murang]
[Age: 19]
[Innate Bloodline/Physique/Spiritual Root: Divine Phoenix Bloodline, Celestial-grade Thunder Spiritual Root]
[Cultivation: Early Golden Core (Injured)]
[Regret Points/Score: 410,000]
[Fortune Seizure Points: 35]
[Returned Items: Superior Spiritual Stones x300,000; Godslayer Sword x1; Emperor Banner x1; Beast Control Rings x5; Divine Oracle Map x1; Divine Beast Egg x1...]
[Plot Tasks: …]