Chapter 309: The Struggle of the Sixth Transformation Zhenjun!

Where is this?

Stepping out of the teleportation portal, Hearing Liu Qingmeng surveyed her surroundings with wary eyes.

She was now inside a sealed chamber, its center dominated by a translucent Bai Yu bed.

The Bai Yu before her was emitting cold energy, visible mist swallowing her ankles.

Looking around, she found the space completely sealed, with no way out.

She was alone, imprisoned here, her strength suppressed to the Ninth Layer of Xuanguan—the lowest point of her career.

Shhh—

As she pondered, a stunningly beautiful woman, ethereal in bearing and peerless in countenance, suddenly appeared upon the cold jade bed.

The woman now regarded Hearing Liu Qingmeng with a pleased smile: "Good. You've passed my Yinghan Transformation Zhenjun's trial. You may inherit my legacy."

"Are you the Sixth Transformation Zhenjun?" Hearing Liu Qingmeng asked, puzzled.

"Correct. But I am but a lingering wisp of a spirit, with no hope of revival—only waiting to pass on my legacy."

The Zhenjun's face softened with satisfaction: "We are both women, and we've reached this point despite the decay of martial arts in the outside world—you are the ideal candidate."

Inherit the Sixth Transformation's legacy?

Facing the Zhenjun's olive branch, even Hearing Liu Qingmeng's heart pounded.

In the entire history of Jie Jian Mountain, no Sixth Transformation had ever reached the summit—could she become the first?

Yet after hesitation, Hearing Liu Qingmeng said: "Zhenjun, where are the others? My junior beside me possesses unparalleled talent, far surpassing me. He may be better suited to inherit your legacy. With careful cultivation, even achieving Seventh or Eighth Transformation is not impossible—perhaps he could one day rescue you from the river of time."

"You mean that First Transformation brat?" the Zhenjun said coldly. "All others have been teleported out of the mystical realm. Each has their own fate. My legacy is passed only to women."

"Only women can uplift women. What right do men have to inherit my legacy?"

As she spoke, Yinghan held up a radiant red pill, glowing with brilliance:

"This is the Breakthrough Pill. The ancient Ancestor Tianhuan once attained Dao through lust, ruthlessly abducting female martial artists to achieve Fifth Transformation."

"I captured him at the moment of his breakthrough and condensed all his spiritual light into this pill—it will guarantee your breakthrough to Fifth Transformation."

"But the Hehuan technique is potent. After swallowing it, you must suppress your desires. The cold energy of the Bai Yu bed will aid you in quelling inner distractions during the breakthrough."

"Swallow it now, break through, and after a few years when your realm stabilizes, use your Fifth Transformation status as a woman to sweep the six directions, rule all nations, and establish a great female empire—only then will my gender's glory be shown."

Yinghan's eyes burned with fanaticism; Hearing Liu Qingmeng thought silently: 'It seems the Zhenjun is an extreme feminist. But given her power, she can certainly support such ideals.'

The next moment, Yinghan extended the Fifth Transformation Breakthrough Pill toward Hearing Liu Qingmeng: "Swallow it and break through at once."

Hearing Liu Qingmeng stared hesitantly at the crimson pill, a faint exotic fragrance reaching her nose: "Zhenjun, isn't this too hasty?"

"What, don't trust me?" Yinghan smiled faintly. "Even as a mere remnant of a soul, if I meant you harm, you—a mere Fourth Transformation—could not resist, could you?"

In the next instant, Hearing Liu Qingmeng felt her body move against her will, her hand reaching out to take the Breakthrough Pill.

Trapped in the absolute confinement of the chamber, Hearing Liu Qingmeng knew she could not escape unless she broke through to Fifth Transformation.

She sighed softly: "Thank you, Zhenjun, for the pill."

Saying this, she sat upon the cold jade bed, instantly feeling her spirit altar grow crystal clear.

As she marveled at its power to stabilize the mind, she swallowed the pill in one gulp.

At the moment Hearing Liu Qingmeng swallowed it, Yinghan's eyes flickered with satisfaction.

……

Deep within the mystical realm, Yinghan watched Fang Can's unshakable composure and felt a nameless rage rise within her.

"Do you know?" Yinghan spoke softly. "I envy your abilities. I envy them so much I'm driven mad."

"You are born a sovereign atop all things. What others struggle lifetimes to attain is merely a passing view on your journey."

"Countless souls have pushed themselves to extremes—abandoning wives, children, shedding all burdens—only to collapse at the mountain's foot."

"Yet you, an anomaly, dare to carry the boulder of morality and stand atop the peak. That is the ultimate arrogance."

"So what?" Fang Can replied calmly. "I have this ability, don't I?"

"You're lucky, you're lofty!" Yinghan sneered. "I just hate people like you—born with advantages."

"Unlike me—I was born poor. My mother was a famed beauty in the region, yet ran off with a worthless gambler and gave birth to me."

Yinghan's tone grew wistful, and she began recounting her past.

"As a child, I never understood why the children of the rich lived in silk and feasted, while I couldn't even meet basic needs."

"They were inferior to me in intelligence and appearance, yet they bullied me."

"Then one day, I suddenly realized: my poverty and suffering were not my fault—they were caused by a broken system."

"The only difference between me and them was bloodline. They lived well not because they were superior, but because they had a rich father."

"If the man who had slept with my mother had been a rich father instead of this worthless gambler, I too could have lived in silk and feasted—I could have trained in martial arts!"

Fang Can: …

Yinghan: "After that, I understood one truth: if you cannot change yourself, change the system."

Fang Can blinked in confusion: 'Wait… is this not wrong?'

"All men are the same. With beauty alone, you can lure in countless. Money will flow in effortlessly."

"In such a situation, what do you think I did?" Yinghan asked.

"So… you planned to sell your body?" Fang Can asked.

"How could I? I merely sold my mother at a good price."

A faint smile appeared on Yinghan's face:

"Through my efforts, I successfully brought together the wealthy heir of the Ximen family and my mother. In this clash of class between the rich heir and the poor peasant woman, my own value naturally soared."

Fang Can's expression turned stunned—he stared at the breathtakingly beautiful girl before him: You changed the system like this?

"What's wrong with that?" Yinghan chuckled lightly. "My mother was happy. The rich heir was happy. I was happy. Even my father was happy after swindling a sum."

"Through my efforts, by redistributing women, I fixed the system. No one was hurt. And I gained the means to train in martial arts."

"By the way, the predecessor of the Pure Heart Zhai in your mind, the Joyous Union Sect, was founded by me." Ying Han said slowly amidst Fang Can's astonished gaze.

(End of this chapter)