Chapter 955: Guests from the Ancient Tomb, the Void Strange Fire Displays Divine Might (1/5, Requesting Subscription)

Ancient tomb.

Long Nü sat on the cold jade bed, extending her snow-white, jade-like palm, upon which dreamlike, illusory patterns emerged, forming a flame.

Though it emitted no heat whatsoever, it gave off an intensely terrifying sensation.

The once dim tomb chamber also grew bright.

"Has the Young Lady acquired something good again?"

Suddenly, an ancient voice rang out, followed by light footsteps.

Without turning around, Long Nü knew Sun Wukong had arrived.

"It's Sun Wukong," Long Nü said softly. "Today I went to a fine place and brought back a spiritual fruit. Eat it."

With a thought, a crimson fruit appeared in her hand.

It was the Blood Bodhi.

After several celestial elevations, the Blood Bodhi had become a top-tier spiritual fruit.

Though not enough to grant instant immortality, it was far beyond ordinary spiritual fruits.

The fruit, fist-sized, glowed with flowing light, as if molten crimson magma circulated within—clearly no mundane item.

"Did the Immortals bestow it?" Sun Wukong stepped closer, glancing at it. "An old woman like me, what use is this? It would be a waste of a divine treasure. You should eat it, Young Lady—perhaps our Ancient Tomb Sect will produce an Immortal!"

Long Nü shook her head: "I've already eaten it. Earlier, I went to the Earth Immortal Realm; the Dao Lord invited us to Dalaotian and held a small banquet."

Speaking of the banquet, a hint of joy flickered in Long Nü's cold eyes.

Both the dishes and the spiritual fruits suited her taste perfectly.

Moreover, there were many people around—truly lively.

Her dislike of noise was not innate, but cultivated.

Ancient Tomb martial arts emphasize the Twelve Few: less thought, less desire, less attachment.

With only herself and Sun Wukong in the tomb, even the most lively person would grow silent.

Thinking of her childhood, Long Nü remembered her senior sister.

Back then, she had once pouted and sought affection from her senior sister.

Of course, her senior sister always ignored her.

Eventually, her senior sister left, returning less often, and each return brought a worse temper.

This made her distrust human bonds even more.

"Sun Wukong, eat the spiritual fruit. I'll guard you."

Seeing Long Nü's firmness, Sun Wukong accepted the fruit, nodded lightly, found an open space, sat cross-legged, and swallowed it.

The next instant, she felt an immense, boundless force surge forth—she was like a tiny boat tossed in a raging ocean, perilous beyond measure.

"Don't worry. The Dao Lord said this fruit is pure and won't harm you."

Long Nü's voice sounded, and instantly a palm pressed against her back, organizing and guiding the surging spiritual power into place.

After half a day, Sun Wukong fully assimilated the Blood Bodhi.

She rose, feeling strength surge through her entire body.

He stood up, feeling strength throughout his body; when he touched his cheek, it felt like grasping dry bark. A light rub caused the old skin to peel away, leaving only smooth, fresh skin.

With a gentle rub, the old skin peeled away, revealing skin as smooth and fresh as a peeled boiled egg.

"This—"

Sun Wukong could hardly believe it, her voice trembling.

Long Nü spoke calmly: "Sun Wukong, you've reversed aging!"

"I've reversed aging?"

Sun Wukong, disbelieving, ran outside the tomb, found a well-lit spot, and gazed into a pond's reflection.

In the reflection stood a young woman, her appearance strikingly similar to her youth.

Only her aura was more refined, her eyes more luminous.

One Blood Bodhi had changed not just her age, but her spirit and bearing—Sun Wukong could not believe what she saw.

"Young Lady, what extraordinary fortune! Even such a fruit is casually bestowed—true immortal destiny. Miss, did you see? Our Ancient Tomb Sect is truly favored by Heaven!"

Thinking of Miss, she suddenly felt sorrow.

"If Miss were still alive today, she could have enjoyed this too. Sigh!"

Back in the tomb, Long Nü continued meditating on the Void Strange Fire's principles.

Sun Wukong did not understand, but knew this was a divine blessing—she went to prepare food.

The next day.

Dawn broke.

Long Nü suddenly retracted the Strange Fire's principles and walked out of the tomb.

"Young Lady, you heard the commotion outside?" Sun Wukong met her. "Shall I drive them away?"

Having gained the Blood Bodhi's transformation, Sun Wukong felt her power had multiplied a thousandfold—who in the martial world could she now respect?

Long Nü shook her head: "I'll go myself. Settle it once and for all—so they'll give up and stop disturbing my meditation on the Strange Fire."

"Yes."

Sun Wukong said nothing more and followed behind Long Nü.

Outside the tomb, she saw a group of people fighting.

In the past, Long Nü would have marveled at the skill of these warriors.