Hammer in her left hand, sword in her right, the eldest sister is connected to both worlds.

Chapter 507 Fighting Against Fate

"Water and fire are mutually destructive, and they vie to conceal themselves."

Xue Lan recited these words as she flew down from the platform, her flowing robes billowing in the breeze.

When Xue Lan landed in front of Yuan Zhen, the boy felt a faint chill emanating from her.

The chill wasn't biting; on the contrary, it was somewhat mild, like a thin frost on a crisp early autumn morning enveloping Yuan Zhen...

The boy's expression changed, and his eyes widened suddenly.

The moment the chill touched him, the two opposing spiritual energies within his dantian, which had been locked in a fierce and irreconcilable struggle since the beginning of his cultivation, suddenly calmed down. For the first time in his life, they stood clearly separated on either side of his dantian, living in peace!

Xue Lan saw the young man in front of her suddenly look up, his beautiful eyes filled with joy.

"Senior, I..."

"Don't talk!"

The short, cold words interrupted Yuan Zhen's words. The boy quickly swallowed the words he was about to say, appearing extremely obedient and as calm as a breeze.

Only in those eyes, the boundless longing had not faded, like stars gradually burning.

Xue Lan raised her hand and patted Yuan Zhen's shoulder, speaking gently to the boy:

"Mortals are born with the five elements, which circulate endlessly. Those with abundant five elements develop spiritual roots, which gather in the dantian and exhale spiritual energy."

"Only then can one be considered a practitioner."

"The five elements are closely interconnected, mutually generating and mutually restraining each other. Apart from the Heavenly Spiritual Root with a single attribute, spiritual roots with two or more attributes are considered mutually generating in the best cases, such as wood and water. In the middle cases, they are mutually separating, such as metal and fire. In the worst cases, they are mutually restraining..."

"That's exactly how you are!"

Not to mention the ever-changing hidden spiritual roots.

Yuan Zhen had just begun to feel a glimmer of hope when it was immediately dashed.

The boy bit his lip, his sharp canine teeth stained with specks of blood.

The boy knelt down in front of Xue Lan with a "thud," his forehead touching the ground:

"Yuan Zhen begs you, senior, to save me!"

Xue Lan hadn't been addressed as "senior" and knelt before anyone in a long time, and was suddenly startled by the young man.

"Why do you kneel down so easily?"

Xue Lan's tone was full of helplessness, but she didn't let Yuan Zhen get up.

The woman straightened her clothes, patted the menacing floral pattern on her shoulder, and knelt down in front of Yuan Zhen, clutching her skirt.

"When did I say I wasn't going to save you?"

"Senior, you..."

The boy looked up in surprise, his eyes full of doubt:

"Didn't the senior say before that water and fire are incompatible and considered inferior... even if..."

The boy hesitated and didn't speak, until Xue Lan patted him on the head.

"Even if what?"

"Even if he really solves the hidden spiritual root problem... he'll still be a useless piece of trash!"

Xue Lan had a row of black lines on her forehead, and she spoke through gritted teeth:

"When did I ever say you were a piece of trash?"

Yuan Zhen banged his head on the ground again:

"I, Yuan Zhen, have made wild guesses about you, senior. Please forgive me!"

Xue Lan stood up from the ground, rubbing her temples in frustration.

calm down!

This isn't the first or second time this has happened.

Just like back then, when he praised the ferrets for being comfortable to touch, all the ferret cubs appeared in his Ice Flower Pool the next day, and that old guy Shirai had a big smile on his face:

"Do any adults like this? It was just washed with snow this morning, so soft and cuddly!"

Xue Lan wanted to tie the old sable in a knot and throw it away!

"It's okay, it's okay!" Xue Lan reassured herself.

It just won't go smoothly!

She hates this the most!

Yuan Zhen felt the air pressure around the woman getting lower and lower, so he kept his head on the ground and dared not lift it up.

Seeing the wealthy and powerful Wan Gongfangzhu looking displeased, the powerful figures on the platform felt much better.

Dear great masters:

Even if you have money, what good is it?

Heaven is fair; everyone has their share of suffering.

"Lord Wolf Lord."

"Lord Wolf Lord?"

A girl's clear voice reached her ears, and Xue Lan looked up at the horizon of Xuanhuang Cave.

Above the light clouds, Xue Tong took out a thick booklet from his sleeve, opened the first page, and read "Solutions to Lord Wolf's Stubbornness."

Xue Tong: This Yuanming world would collapse without me!

"Look at you!" Xue Tong looked into Xue Lan's eyes from afar.

"You've only been learning to speak for a short time and you're already back to your old habits!"

"Don't always make sarcastic remarks halfway through your sentences..."

Xue Lan's voice carried a hint of grievance:

"I don't!"

Xue Tong secretly rolled her eyes:

"Okay, okay, you didn't leave anything unsaid, and you didn't make sarcastic remarks."

The girl's eyes darted around:

"That's settled then. Next time, state your position before you speak."

"The child is still kneeling. Tell him you will save him!"

The woman dressed in black flicked her sleeve and turned her back to Yuan Zhen, who was kneeling on the ground.

"Get up, I will save you!"

The boy on the ground suddenly looked up, his eyes filled with disbelief as he stared at Xue Lan.

The boy slowly stood up from the ground, his forehead flushed, his voice filled with trepidation:

"senior?"

"What I just told you was simply to help you find peace of mind." Xue Lan sighed softly.

“Attribute clashes are difficult to resolve, let alone those with hidden spiritual roots.”

The woman's tone softened:

"This road is tough."

Xue Lan's voice was very soft, but the entire square was filled with cultivators with exceptional hearing, and they heard it clearly.

Many disciples began to whisper among themselves. Xu Qizhou, sitting in his seat in the Xuanhuang Sect, looked at Xue Lan in the square, his tone full of admiration:

"I never thought this day would come!"

Who would have thought that one day Xue Lan, who always needed others to understand and guess what she was saying, would express her inner thoughts so directly.

"Yes!"

Xu Qinghe appeared beside Xu Qizhou at some point, her eyes gentle. She held a bright red crabapple branch in her hand.

"If Senior Brother Gong and the others saw this, they would definitely be happy."

A silence fell between them. Xu Qinghe twirled the crabapple branch in her hand.

“Brother, I plan to plant another grove of peach trees on Calculation Peak. With the help of spiritual liquid, they will blossom and bear fruit next year…”

The female cultivator had bright eyes and white teeth, her voice trembling slightly:

"When will Master Uncle return from Duanshui Pass?"

Xu Qizhou did not directly answer his sister's question; the young man simply smiled faintly.

"Let's plant flowers first."

"When the flowers bloom, my master will probably be back."

Xu Qinghe nodded slightly and said nothing more. The crabapple branch in her hand gradually sprouted new shoots, nourished by spiritual energy, in the depths of winter.

"it is good!"

Their conversation was like a gentle breeze, unnoticed by anyone; all eyes were fixed on Yuan Zhen in the center of the square.

Xue Lan's statement that this path is arduous is not an exaggeration.

The fact that the innate hidden spiritual roots are vying to disappear means that it is unknown which one is the true hidden spiritual root. The conflict between water and fire attributes means that one cannot cultivate magic, otherwise one will suffer a backlash and die from body explosion.

Xue Lan looked at Yuan Zhen and spoke solemnly:

"Ordinary cultivators are defying the heavens in their cultivation."

"Your cultivation is a struggle against fate!"

"Yuan Zhen!" the woman shouted:

What is your choice?

Everyone wanted to see if this young man had the courage to defy fate, and they were also eager to know Xue Lan's method.

Under the gaze of tens of thousands of eyes, Yuan Zhen looked at Xue Lan and flashed a bright, flamboyant smile:

"Reporting to the Master, Yuanzhen is willing to follow this path..."

"We are not afraid of the road ahead!"

"I'm leaving and won't be returning!"

"I will have no regrets, even if it means death!"