Chapter 387: Revival of Huaxu Shen Clan

Primordial.

The thunderstorms across the wilderness have already dispersed.

Only scorched earth remains, showing how fierce the thunder was.

Shen Qingli is completely unharmed, and her body still emanates a more solid aura of the Profound Clarity Realm.

But Shen Qinghuang's gaze at her still showed more worry than anyone else; he feared that his little sister was not really his little sister.

Even though the Nine Li have said so, not having seen it with their own eyes, they still worry.

Fortunately, the moment Shen Qingli opened her eyes, it was the familiar Ruohan Pond, like a clear abyss.

Just as always, tranquil and pure, without the gloom of scheming and deceit.

"Little sister." Shen Qinghuang breathed a sigh of relief, stepped forward, and embraced her in his arms.

His broad chest, the warmth and affection of an elder brother or father, let Shen Qingli relax as well.

"Don't just relax yet, look at the sky." Yu Jia reminded.

The heavenly tribulation isn't over yet! There are still four stages, and the final one, the Soul‑Tempering Tribulation, is surely abnormal.

"It's fine, big brother is with you." Shen Qinghuang said.

Before he couldn't enter, but now he has become a participant in the tribulation, so they can go through it together.

No matter what, he will not let anything happen to his little sister.

"I'll be there too." Ji Zhongwen also spoke up.

Yu Jia scratched his fluffy head with his little claw, thinking maybe they really needed this guy this time.

It's just that A Li probably wouldn't be willing; it's a stubborn thing—if she's unwilling, she's unwilling.

As expected, Shen Qingli frowned: "Why are you here too? You shouldn't be; get away quickly."

"It's too late; once you're in, leaving again is pointless." Ji Zhongwen looked up at the sky; his golden divine halo, amid the purplish‑black lightning, shone ever brighter, yet also revealed a sharp edge.

He, too, was clearly marked by the heavenly tribulation.

In the Primordial Heavenly Tribulation, Shen Qingli truly has a plethora of methods.

Those helping her bear the lightning keep coming in waves, one after another—it's annoying!

Shen Qingli never expected that, when she was possessed by Hetian Doumu, Ji Zhongwen would forcibly break into the heavenly tribulation.

However, compared to her surprise, Yi Lingling and the others understood even less: "You actually annihilated Hetian Doumu's divine soul?"

This is already the most terrifying outcome Yi Lingling and the others could imagine; even giving them a hundred brains, they wouldn't have thought that Shen Qingli directly devoured Hetian Doumu's divine soul.

Although, she only devoured a small part of it.

Yet the entirety of Hetian Doumu's memories, via the black hole's connection with her, fed back to her.

However, unlike cultivation energy—

The divine soul that enters the black hole's "interior" cannot be stored and naturally dissipates.

Only the energy clusters are not "devoured" and can still store energy for Shen Qingli.

"I don't have that ability; I can only say she made a mistake in her judgment." Shen Qingli also spoke truthfully.

Yi Lingling looked at her expression, knew she wasn't lying, and felt a little relieved; otherwise it would be too terrifying! Too much of a blow to the heavenly gods.

It seems Hetian Doumu was killed by Shen Qingli using the Primordial Heavenly Tribulation.

Even so, Shen Qingli's methods are far from ordinary.

"Good luck."

After saying that, Yi Lingling retreated far away.

The sixth Primordial Heavenly Tribulation is about to descend; she is not like Ji Zhongwen, who intends to marry Shen Qingli, so there's no need to suffer the lightning for her.

As for the two women of the Ji clan, although they are worried, the facts are set and they cannot change them.

Especially since Ji Zhongwen has made up his mind, any more words from them would be useless.

Of course, this is also because the Ji clan woman who dislikes Shen Qingli the most is now powerless to protest.

She is almost dead now; where would she get the strength to protest? She can only watch helplessly as Ji Zhongwen is engulfed again by the sea of lightning.

……

In the sea of lightning.

Three people, three beasts, and one egg.

All of them endure the ultimate Soul‑Tempering Tribulation without being able to make a sound.

Shen Qingli felt as if she had fallen into an illusion, but she knew it was not.

"The Sea of Hetian Doumu's Memories?"

Shen Qingli gazed at the unfamiliar surroundings, seeing heavenly‑god youths dressed like the Hetian clan, realizing she was, under the tribulation, "merging" into Hetian Doumu's memories.

But since this is the Soul‑Tempering Tribulation that lets her "enter," there's likely nothing good about it.

Cautious Shen Qingli observed carefully, yet from start to finish she saw no Hetian Doumu, only constantly circling another unfamiliar Hetian woman.

Later, she understood—

"Hetian Doumu actually possessed her own daughter's body?"

No, that's wrong; Hetian Doumu was not originally called Hetian.

Each time she seized a body and reincarnated, she changed her face and identity.

This Hetian body is actually the flesh of her niece‑granddaughter!

And also the most talented junior of the Hetian clan over billions of years.

"..."

Shen Qingli had nothing left to say.

Before this, the most vicious she had seen, like Zhao Yue's ilk, were still of the sort that even a tiger does not eat its own young.

Especially Qin Su Nu, everything she did in her life was indeed for that discarded god's daughter, Qin Bilian.

Even the hermaphrodite Zhao Yue and Su Zhengzong did not lay a hand on their own biological crown prince.

According to A Jin later, when he "became" the crown prince, the true crown prince had already died in the calamity.

"Truly worse than a beast."

Shen Qingli could only comment like that.

But her tribulation has also arrived!

After Hetian Doumu became the chief of the He Clan, she was taken along with Hetian Doumu into the He Clan's forbidden land.

Here——

She saw Hua Zu!

Hua Zu, who gave her the Pan Zu Tong!

"Ancestor, ancestor,"

Shen Qingli, whose mind and spirit were greatly shaken, suffered a huge impact!

"Pfft!"

Shen Qingli's main body spat blood.

Her soul was obviously unstable!

"A Li!"

Yu Jia immediately reminded.

"Quickly stabilize your mind and spirit!"

Shen Qingli heard Yu Jia's voice.

Its voice could reach her sea of consciousness directly through their subtle connection.

So Shen Qingli could be awakened quickly, and thus she could activate the Pan Zu Tong to help herself calm down.

"How are you?" Yu Jia asked worriedly, "If you really can't, then don't undergo the tribulation."

"No, I must continue." Shen Qingli clearly understood that Hetian Doumu's memories were too vast and chaotic; even if the black hole little brothers had fed back to her, she currently lacked the ability to "inherit" them one by one.

On the contrary, under the heavenly tribulation, it could bring her to see the parts concerning herself!

Shen Qingli believed that if there were no connection, the heavenly tribulation would not let her experience it.

After all, the purpose of the heavenly tribulation is to mess with her mindset.

Yu Jia knew she couldn't be persuaded, so she could only urge, "Then be careful."

"Good." Shen Qingli retracted the power of the Pan Zu Tong, and indeed she was quickly brought back into Hetian Doumu's memories.

With that previous impact, Shen Qingli could finally observe calmly.

Hua Zu, looking pure and noble, handsome, truly like a tall man of clear wind and bright moon, a gigantic divine being, was actually chained by countless locks in the damp, dark, turbid, foul-smelling sewage.

It was as if a radiant pearl were pressed firmly into the mire.

His complexion was ashen, yet he obviously still had breath.

But——

Shen Qingli would rather he had no breath!

Because the chains were drawing his divine power and vitality through one evil rune after another.

In the end, it condensed into drop after drop of golden divine fluid, falling into an equally filthy bowl.

The aura of the divine blood instantly boiled over, as if it wanted to spill out and break free from the filth!

After all, a truly pure existence cannot tolerate or suffer defilement.

But that filthy bowl immediately emitted strands of greenish light, pressing the divine blood firmly back to the bottom of the bowl.

The pearl shattered.

The morning dew collapsed.

The most beautiful things were destroyed before Shen Qingli's eyes.

The divine blood of Hua Zu that could not be freed was quickly swallowed by Hetian Doumu, who had become the chief of the He Clan.

So——

This is why the He Clan, who are grave-keeper slaves, can awaken the mystery of the Huaxu bloodline.

Not a group that descended from Huaxu women marrying out and reproducing, but rather they obtained it through foul means of plunder.

Shen Qingli finally understood——

Why Hua Zu, upon seeing her, wanted to speak but hesitated.

"Old Ancestor."

Shen Qingli's tears streamed down her face.

She had already realized that he originally wanted to tell her the truth and have her do something.

But he ultimately chose to swallow everything, because he could not bear for her to seek revenge.

Compared to hatred.

He would rather she be safe and happy.

To that end, he could even continue to endure such trampling, forever buried in filth.

"..."

Shen Qingli wept uncontrollably.

"Pfft!"

She, who spat blood again.

Yet she did not activate the Pan Zu Tong to stabilize her own soul.

She wants to see this scene with her own eyes!

She must know how to save the Old Ancestor!

She might also find out how the Shen clan reached Sheng Long Tian...

Before the Old Ancestor, she clearly felt that he had been waiting for her all along.

If she leaves and returns, she might not be able to see it.

She knows this is a psychological suggestion planted by the Heavenly Tribulation, meant to make her obsess over this place, her mind and spirit growing increasingly unstable until she is completely destroyed!

But such an Old Ancestor, he is worthy.

However——

The Primordial Soul Tribulation is not ordinary.

An authoritative voice rang in her "ear-side".

"Your Dao is the Dao of ruthlessness."

"Heaven and Earth are not benevolent, treating all things as straw dogs."

"What are you doing now?"

"No, what have you been doing all along?"

"Have you truly become ruthless?"

"Your Dao-heart has already collapsed!"

"When you forgave your father's mistake."

"When you accepted your foster brother's love."

"When you cherished your mother's warmth."

"When you were immersed in the harmony of the Shen clan."

……

One sound after another!

All are facts!

Deafening and shocking!

"Pfft!"

Shen Qingli vomited blood again!

Auspicious Feather panicked!

Because it discovered——

Shen Qingli is no longer merely her soul unstable.

Her Dao-heart is unstable!

For a cultivator, an unstable Dao-heart is the greatest taboo.

Once Shen Qingli doubts everything she cultivates, she will surely die.

"A Li!"

"A Li, wake up!"

Auspicious Feather went from transmitting sound to shouting, sparing nothing!

Even Jiu Ying was summoned by it to help, after all, he is a loudspeaker.

"Master!"

Jiu Ying burst out with his strongest roar!

But it could only awaken Shen Qinghuang and Ji Zhongwen, still unable to awaken the immersed Shen Qingli.

Because, fundamentally, she is a person who values love and righteousness.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have suffered so terribly in her previous life.

Her nature is inherently kind, for what her bloodline has bestowed upon her is to sacrifice everything!

Pangu, to create a world suitable for all living beings to survive, fell himself; his flesh, bones, hair, and everything became the source that nurtures all spirits.

Human Ancestor, to hold the source fire for humanity, ultimately would rather incarnate and refine the overly blazing pupil of Pangu.

Huaxu, to balance the spiritual energy of the Three Pure Heavens, led the entire clan in self-destruction.

As a result, he himself failed to self-destruct, and was instead sealed, exploited, trampled, and tortured by the despicable ancestors of the He clan.

This clan are true sages.

Generation after generation, passed down to Shen Qingli.

She, in fact, is the purest pearl.

However, the Biyu Sect is like the muddy wastewater soaked in Huaxu.

Vile and inferior beings cannot see the light; the light does not warm them, only makes them feel painfully glaring, and they only wish to destroy the light source!

Thus, the authoritative voice transformed from the Heavenly Tribulation continues.

"Sages deserve to die, they deserve death!"

"Only by being unfeeling can one endure through eternity!"

——Does Shen Qingli agree?