novelraw Chapter 1181 - 1181 The Mysterious Little Qianxue
Chapter 1181 - 1181 The Mysterious Little Qianxue
Set aside for now whether these Six Paths Reincarnation Spirit Roots are real or fake.
Even if they were fake roots.
The power contained within them was still extraordinarily immense.
Even a supreme being would need to be careful when refining them.
Yet this little girl had gnawed through them in just a few bites, as casually as snacking.
And her body showed not the slightest reaction.
That was simply too bizarre.
"Just what kind of existence is she?"
Jun Xiaoyao was genuinely baffled.
He made no deliberate attempt to probe her, for if it triggered a backlash, that would be bad.
But all the signs pointed to one thing: this little girl was hiding a great secret.
Di Haotian stepped forward and looked at Jun Xiaoyao. "This young emperor has taken a bit of interest in this little girl. Brother Jun, would you be willing to part with her?"
His Yuan Shen form currently held less than half its former power, having suffered far too severe a backlash.
Hearing this, before Jun Xiaoyao could even respond, the little girl wrinkled her delicate nose and turned to glance at Di Haotian.
"Bad man!"
She wasn't some object to be traded back and forth.
And he wanted her daddy to hand her over — if that wasn't a bad man, what was?
Di Haotian didn't particularly care.
He had figured it out by now: as long as he didn't bring trouble on himself by making a move against the little girl directly,
she herself should be harmless, posing no threat whatsoever.
Di Haotian looked toward Jun Xiaoyao.
The little girl, meanwhile, opened her pair of bright, luminous eyes, their depths shimmering like rippling water.
She stared at Jun Xiaoyao with an expression both pitiful and innocent.
She had awakened from the void, and the first person she had seen was Jun Xiaoyao.
By instinct she had taken him as her father, and naturally she had no wish for Jun Xiaoyao to abandon her.
Jun Xiaoyao was no fool either.
The mysterious origins of this little girl were likely beyond anyone's imagination.
Not to mention that Jun Xiaoyao had always had a soft spot for well-behaved, adorable little daughters.
Though he had stumbled into fatherhood, Jun Xiaoyao didn't mind playing the doting dad for a while.
He reached out and flicked the little girl's delicate, upturned nose.
The little girl responded with a smack of her lips and planted a kiss on Jun Xiaoyao's cheek.
She knew he wouldn't abandon her.
Di Haotian's eyes darkened ever so slightly.
He had never seen the little girl as a living being, but rather as a stroke of fortune.
And Jun Xiaoyao had claimed the fortune that should have been his.
"It seems you have no intention of taking this young emperor seriously."
Jun Xiaoyao raised an eyelid with mild indifference.
"Good that you know."
When it came to verbal sparring, Jun Xiaoyao was a man of few words, but those few words could absolutely infuriate a person.
Even with Di Haotian's composed temperament, a flicker of displeasure crossed him at this moment.
There was nothing left to discuss.
He struck directly. Golden soul force surged forth, condensing into a brilliant golden palm, as though cast from celestial gold.
Haoyang Divine Palm!
One could say that the moment Di Haotian made his move, the terrifying depth of his foundation became apparent.
Across the entire Void Heaven Realm, those who could withstand this palm were few and far between.
Jun Xiaoyao manifested the Great Sun Tathagata dharma form.
A golden Buddha likewise extended a palm, clashing against the Haoyang Divine Palm.
In an instant, ten thousand waves erupted across the area. The space, already in chaos, was now riddled with countless fractures.
Jun Xiaoyao had no desire to drag things out. He directly unleashed Thus Have I Slain.
A plain and unremarkable streak of sword light swept out, cutting toward Di Haotian and his two companions.
"Hm?"
Even Di Haotian sensed the peculiarity of that sword light.
"The Law of the Sword?"
Surprise flickered in Di Haotian's eyes. He opened his mouth and let out a sharp cry, unleashing an ancient Yuan Shen technique.
Golden sound waves rolled outward, resonant as an evening bell and a morning drum, like an ancient Buddha crying out in fury.
Golden swastika symbols surfaced and floated within the waves.
This was an ancient Buddhist Yuan Shen technique called the Brahma Heavenly Sound.
Once unleashed, it seemed capable of reverberating through three thousand dharma realms, ringing in the ears of countless living beings.
It was an extraordinarily fearsome technique, possessing not only immense destructive power but also the ability to convert all living things.
Any other genius facing this move from Di Haotian would have found it a serious headache, easily overwhelmed and annihilated.
Yet Jun Xiaoyao's Thus Have I Slain was equally terrifying, being the refined essence distilled from the fusion of the Five Great Sword Dao Divine Formulas.
Boom!
In a single exchange, the Yuan Shen forms of Bai Luoxue and the Red-Haired Demon were directly severed and extinguished.
Of course, owing to the weakening effect of the Brahma Heavenly Sound, their true bodies were merely wounded rather than perished.
Di Haotian himself was not extinguished.
But he was blasted back, and his already ethereal form grew even more faint, nearly transparent.
"I was actually pushed back?"
Even Di Haotian found it somewhat hard to believe.
"That you could take one sword strike from me and still keep your Yuan Shen intact — that does exceed my expectations."
Di Haotian's performance likewise surprised Jun Xiaoyao.
Of course, he had not gone all out either.
But then again, Di Haotian was not at full strength. He had just suffered a backlash, and his Yuan Shen power had been reduced by at least half.
From this alone it was clear that Di Haotian was genuinely different from the ordinary fodder Jun Xiaoyao had encountered before.
But fodder was still fodder.
No matter how strong or exceptional.
In the end, they could only wait to be harvested.
Jun Xiaoyao activated the power of his Three Lives Yuan Shen.
The Reincarnation Tribulation of the Past Yuan Shen!
The Great Sun Tathagata Dharma Form of the Present Yuan Shen!
The Other Shore Soul Bridge of the Future Yuan Shen!
Three great Yuan Shen techniques were unleashed by Jun Xiaoyao simultaneously.
The resulting might shook the heavens and stirred the earth. The entire depths of the Void Heaven Realm trembled, its stability disrupted by that aura.
"Your Yuan Shen is... a Three Lives Yuan Shen!"
Di Haotian was astonished.
This was undeniably a supremely heaven-defying Yuan Shen, one that was absolutely no weaker than his own, only stronger.
And his Yuan Shen had been inherited from a supremely powerful figure of the Ancient Immortal Court, worthy of being called peerless under the heavens.
"If your true body had come in person, you might have piqued my interest."
"But you are nothing more than a Yuan Shen form, and a weakened one at that. In this state, you are not yet qualified to face me in a proper battle."
Jun Xiaoyao's words were calm and unhurried as the three great Yuan Shen techniques bore down in unison.
Formidable as Di Haotian was, he was now nothing more than a spent arrow.
Having suffered the little girl's backlash earlier, his Yuan Shen had already been weakened.
He tried to resist, but in the end his Yuan Shen still collapsed and shattered.
Yet unlike others such as the Son of Truth and Huang Nie Dao,
Di Haotian showed no panic or fury. His composure remained intact.
"There will be plenty of time ahead. Jun Xiaoyao, this young emperor will play this game with you!"
Di Haotian clasped his hands behind his back as his Yuan Shen form dissolved into a shower of golden light.
Watching Di Haotian disappear, Jun Xiaoyao's face showed no particular joy.
Because Di Haotian had left him with a strange feeling.
There was a confidence about him, as though he had everything under control.
And earlier, he had seemed to already know what fortunes lay waiting within the Void Heaven Realm.
If Di Haotian were not a Fate Void Wanderer,
Jun Xiaoyao would genuinely have suspected whether Di Haotian was a fellow countryman, another person who had come from Earth.
"I'll need to take him a little more seriously."
Jun Xiaoyao filed that thought away in his heart.
Toward other enemies, especially those of the same generation, he had always been rather casual.
But Di Haotian was worth just a little more of his attention.
"Daddy chased the bad man away, daddy's the best!"
The little girl beamed with delight, her cheeks rosy and adorable as an apple.
"I'm not your daddy." Jun Xiaoyao was at a loss for words.
So this was what it felt like to stumble into fatherhood.
"You are my daddy!" The little girl pouted, seemingly dead set on claiming Jun Xiaoyao as her own.
She was well-behaved in every other way, but on this matter, there was absolutely no room for negotiation.
"Do you have a name?" Jun Xiaoyao asked.
The little girl shook her head.
Looking at her hair, brilliant as the Milky Way and crystalline as snow.
Jun Xiaoyao suddenly said, "How about I call you Qianxue then, little Qianxue?"
"Qianxue?"
The little girl blinked her large, starlike eyes.
"The name daddy gave me is so pretty, I'll be called Qianxue from now on!"
Little Qianxue was overjoyed, her eyes curving into happy crescents.
"Oh right, daddy, Qianxue can sense it — it feels like there's still more of that thing's aura nearby." Little Qianxue suddenly said.
"What thing?"
"The thing daddy fed little Qianxue." Little Qianxue said.
Jun Xiaoyao's gaze flickered.
Had little Qianxue sensed the true Six Paths Reincarnation Spirit Roots?