From a loser to an immortal sage

Chapter 314 The Immortal Techniques Continue, Tribulation Arrives Again

The tremors from the library struck my heart like drumbeats, and fear surged like a tide, almost engulfing me.

But I took a deep breath and told myself I couldn't back down.

Mingyue's worried gaze and Master Huixin's firm eyes were like anchors, calming my wavering mind.

I straightened my back, my eyes regained their determination, and I will continue on the path of inheritance, even if it is full of thorns!

Strangely, the moment I made the decision, the tremors around me seemed to subside slightly, but the tense atmosphere in the air did not diminish at all; on the contrary, it became even stronger, like an invisible net enveloping us all.

Master Huixin nodded slightly to me, a hint of approval in her eyes.

I understand that she approves of my choice.

I walked back to the ancient and mysterious manual of immortal arts, took a deep breath, and gently placed my hand on it.

A cool sensation came from my fingertips, as if I were touching ancient ice.

I closed my eyes, focused my mind, and tried to feel the secrets hidden in the manual.

At first, I only felt a gentle force, flowing slowly like a trickle, nourishing my consciousness.

I was overjoyed; it seemed this inheritance would go much more smoothly than before.

However, the good times did not last long.

As I delved deeper into the secret manual, a powerful force suddenly surged forth from it, crashing against my consciousness like a flood bursting its banks.

My head felt like it was being stabbed by countless needles, and the pain was excruciating!

I gritted my teeth and tried to stay awake, but the force grew stronger and stronger, as if it were going to tear my consciousness apart!

I felt a sudden dizziness, and everything in front of me became blurry.

Ling Feng's barely suppressed sneer rang in her ears: "Hmph, overestimating yourselves! How dare you trash like you try to get your hands on this immortal technique inheritance?"

I was burning with anger, but I was powerless to refute it.

I know he'd love for me to be unable to withstand this force and give up the inheritance on my own.

"Ah..." I couldn't help but let out a painful groan.

"Xiao Yao!" Mingyue's anxious voice came, trembling slightly, "How are you?"

I wanted to answer her, but I found that I didn't even have the strength to open my mouth.

My body began to tremble uncontrollably, and everything went dark...

"Stop..." A faint voice rang in my ear, a voice so familiar...

“Master…” I managed to utter two words, “I…”

My body also began to be affected by the power of the immortal magic. My meridians felt like they were being burned by raging fire, and a tearing pain spread throughout my body.

I gritted my teeth, and large beads of sweat rolled down my forehead, soaking my clothes and clinging to my skin, creating a sticky sensation.

I felt like I was being roasted over a fire, every inch of my skin protesting silently.

A wave of despair washed over me. Was I really going to fail?

"Hmph, overestimating yourself!" Su Yao's sharp and sarcastic voice rang in my ears, as piercing as needles. "You think you can obtain the inheritance of immortal techniques? What wishful thinking!"

My anger surged, but I was powerless to refute it.

I glared at her fiercely, my eyes seeming to want to devour her alive.

Even if I, Xiao Yao, die, I will not let her laugh at me!

I endured the excruciating pain and tried my best to control the chaotic spiritual energy within my body.

This immortal power seemed to have its own consciousness, constantly changing its attack methods, sometimes as fierce as a storm, sometimes as gentle as a trickle, yet concealing deadly intent.

I feel like I'm fighting an invisible enemy, running myself ragged, but I can't find a way out.

The air around me seemed to freeze, making it hard for me to breathe.

I saw Elder Xuanfeng's brows furrowed, with a hint of worry in his eyes.

I know he was also worried about whether I could withstand that force.

But I can't give up, I must persevere!

Suddenly, the force intensified again, surging towards me like a tidal wave.

I felt my consciousness was about to be torn apart, and my awareness began to become blurred.

"Ah..." I couldn't help but let out a painful groan, and everything went dark...

"Xiao Yao!" Mingyue's voice trembled slightly, "Hold on!"

I wanted to respond to her, but I found that I didn't even have the strength to open my mouth.

My body was trembling violently, as if I were about to collapse at any moment...

"No..." I whispered with my last ounce of strength, "I...no..."

In my hazy state of consciousness, I suddenly realized that resistance was not the way out.

This immortal technique is meant to be passed down to a chosen master; forcibly resisting it will only result in mutual destruction.

Since that's the case, why not take a gamble!

Instead of building defenses, I actively opened my mind to accept that violent power.

In that instant, it felt as if a bolt of lightning had cleaved my soul.

The excruciating pain struck like a tsunami, almost threatening to engulf me completely.

But I gritted my teeth and held on to the last shred of clarity, letting that force rampage through my body.

"Has she gone mad?" I heard Ling Feng whisper with a hint of sarcasm. "She's actually courting death!"

A commotion erupted around them, and an atmosphere of confusion spread like ripples.

I could feel the worry in Mingyue's eyes. She clenched her fists tightly, her palms probably already soaked with sweat.

Suddenly, the violent power seemed to pause for a moment, and then, as if it had found an outlet, it surged wildly into my meridians, my bones, and every cell of my body.

I felt as if I had become a giant container, greedily absorbing this vast power.

After an unknown amount of time, the excruciating pain gradually subsided, replaced by an indescribable sense of comfort.

My body began to radiate a dazzling light, a light that was holy and powerful, dispelling all the gloom within the library.

Ancient and mysterious runes, as if they were alive, flew out of the immortal manual and slowly merged into my body.

They seemed to have found their home, eagerly burrowing into my skin and imprinting themselves on my bones.

I can feel the heat and stinging they bring, but more than that, I feel an indescribable sense of intimacy and belonging.

A powerful force flowed through my body, seemingly endless.

I feel like I've been reborn, transformed.

I slowly opened my eyes, and a beam of light burst forth, illuminating the entire scripture pavilion.

I raised my hands, feeling the surging power within me, and a look of triumphant joy appeared on my face.

I was enveloped in the glory, and I felt as if I had become the master of this world.

"She...she actually succeeded!" Su Yao's voice trembled with disbelief, and the flames of jealousy burned fiercely in her eyes.

I turned my head, glanced at her with disdain, and a cold smile curled at the corner of my mouth.

“I said I would get it,” I said softly, my tone calm and firm.

Just then, Ling Feng, who had been silent all along, suddenly moved...

I was bathed in the glory of inheritance, and power filled my limbs and bones. An unprecedented sense of strength made me feel almost like I was floating on air.

I saw Su Yao's jealous and twisted expression, and I could even hear her gritting her teeth, but none of that could affect my joy at that moment.

I succeeded! I finally obtained the immortal technique I had always dreamed of!

However, this joy was fleeting, like a flower that blooms only briefly before it was cruelly extinguished before it could fully blossom.

A sharp gust of wind swept in, carrying a strong killing intent.

Almost instinctively, I dodged to the side, and a dark shadow swept past my eyes, heading straight for the immortal technique manual behind me.

"Ling Feng!" I roared, a surge of rage rising within me.

He actually tried to steal my inheritance while I was weak!

I turned around abruptly and saw Ling Feng reaching for the manual that was radiating golden light.

His eyes gleamed with greed, like a hungry wolf spotting its prey.

Ignoring my physical exhaustion, I mobilized the immortal power I had just acquired and struck Ling Feng with a palm.

Golden light gathered in my palm, forming a dazzling blade of light, which slashed fiercely towards Ling Feng.

Ling Feng clearly hadn't expected me to have the power to retaliate. He hurriedly dodged, barely avoiding my attack.

The blade of light grazed his cheek, leaving a shallow bloodstain on his face.

"You..." Ling Feng covered his injured cheek, his eyes filled with shock and anger, "How dare you..."

I sneered and interrupted him: "Dare? What wouldn't I dare? This is my legacy, and no one can take it away!"

I gathered my divine power once more, preparing to launch an attack.

However, at that moment, a powerful pressure descended from the sky, enveloping both Ling Feng and me.

"Stop!" Master Huixin's voice rang out like thunder in the Sutra Repository, carrying an unquestionable authority.

Ling Feng's body stiffened abruptly. He dared not move and could only watch helplessly as I put away the immortal technique manual.

I slowly turned around and looked at Abbess Huixin. I saw that her face was solemn and her eyes were filled with complex emotions.

“Ling Feng,” Master Huixin’s voice was cold and stern, “as a disciple of a celestial sect, how could you commit such a despicable act? Do you know your crime?”

Ling Feng's face was pale, and his lips trembled slightly, but he dared not utter a word in defense.

I watched this scene quietly, a sudden unease rising in my heart.

Master Huixin's gaze seemed to be fixed not only on Ling Feng...

She was looking at me too.

“Xiao Yao,” Abbess Huixin suddenly spoke, her voice low and slow, “you…saw Ling Feng…”