Chapter 231

Or maybe Ye Qiao’s domain is easier to control because its replication fidelity is lower than Ye Qinghan’s? For a moment, everyone was a bit confused.

Ye Qiao tightened her grip on the pale green domain in her hand and squeezed it viciously. “Got it under control.”

Thanks to this trial, she had a rough idea of how to master the domain.

Give it a good beating and then crush it with spiritual consciousness.

Before the domain completely disappeared, Ye Qiao recalled breaking something unknown with her sword earlier. She immediately controlled the vines within the domain to smash into the spot where she had broken through Ye Qinghan’s domain.

She wanted to see what exactly she had broken.

Sensing its master’s intention, the pale green vines burst out from the ground and violently struck the Mirror of Senluo.

Outside the domain.

With a crisp shattering sound, the Mirror of Senluo was once again punctured with a hole.

The ancestors outside the Mirror of Senluo, startled by the sudden appearance of the vines through the mirror’s surface, were visibly shocked. “Where did those vines come from?”

The expression of the ancestor from the Chengfeng Sect deepened. To understand what they had experienced inside the domain, he quickly repaired the mirror’s surface.

After the mirror was repaired, the scene inside was still covered with dense green plants.

A senior from the Bishui Sect was a bit baffled. “So what just happened?” Did the domain come out?

The ancestor from the Wenjian Sect, his voice icy and rolling with anger, recognized the domain’s anomaly. “It’s materialized. Isn’t it supposed to be only fifty percent replication? How did the vines come through?”

Even the Mirror of Senluo was forcefully broken by a replicated domain. The disciples trapped inside were in serious trouble.

“Be honest, what’s the replication fidelity?” The ancestor from the Changming Sect’s expression grew cold. He nearly threw a punch. How could these vines emerge from a fifty percent replication?

Facing the stern, cold stares from everyone, the ancestor from the Chengfeng Sect finally weakened. Stiff-necked, he maintained his expression and said, “It’s indeed more than fifty, but didn’t you say she couldn’t control it? So, use this opportunity to make her master it once and for all.”

There had never been such a dangerous path of Cangsheng before. He had assumed it would be weak.

From a rational perspective, a domain with extreme lethality like Ye Qinghan’s Unfeeling Path should be stronger than Ye Qiao’s Cangsheng Path.

Who knew it would be this fierce?

It wasn’t just out of control; its power was terrifying.

“What if she fails to control it?” The ancestor from the Changming Sect laughed in frustration. Knowing full well that Ye Qiao’s domain was entirely uncontrollable, this old fool dared to push it.

“Tell us! What’s the exact replication fidelity?” The ancestor from the Changming Sect grabbed him by the collar and shook him furiously, enraged.

The ancestor from the Chengfeng Sect dared not say. It was one hundred percent replication fidelity. If she managed to escape alive, it would be fine, but if she harmed their disciples, he would be in serious trouble afterward.

…

After making the vines smash through another section of the Mirror of Senluo, Ye Qiao, satisfied, left the dangerous domain with the sword cultivators.

With the dispersal of All Things Grow, the mirror surface covered by plants finally returned to normal. Seeing everyone emerge safely, the ancestor of Chengfeng Sect breathed a sigh of relief, secretly wiped away cold sweat, and even forgot the pain of the shattered mirror.

“They came out?” The ancestor of Changming Sect was surprised. “The control speed is so fast.”

“Ye Qiao broke through from inside.” The ancestor of Wenjian Sect’s voice was indifferent, somewhat regretful. “Although it’s only at the peak of the Golden Core stage.” Among the mostly Nascent Soul stage direct disciples, the progress was still a bit slow.

Only the ancestor of Chengfeng Sect repeated meaningfully, “Yes. She’s only at the peak of the Golden Core stage.”

To be able to control the domain with a 100% restoration rate at only the Golden Core peak stage, what kind of special existence would this kid be after reaching the Nascent Soul stage?

The next domain belonged to Zhou Xingyun.

With Ye Qiao’s experience, even though Ye Qinghan had entered once before and knew that the Void Domain would only cause confusion, he still couldn’t help but dodge a few times.

He was afraid that, like All Things Grow, something unknown would suddenly emerge and attack.

But Void truly lived up to its name.

Zhou Xingyun’s domain only caused one to get lost within it. The moment one faced the void, their entire being drifted in the black, endless time.

The Void Domain, strictly speaking, wasn’t lethal, but it was an excellent place for an assassination. Once the enemy was enveloped in it, they would get lost in the void, left at the mercy of others.

This domain required them to struggle to awaken on their own.

For the first two domains, one passed through brute force, the other through her strong suppression. But facing the senior brother’s domain, it left no room for resistance. Immersed in the void space, there was a unique sense of relaxation, of ignorance.

Ye Qiao felt her body falling, endlessly in this domain, like a floating weed.

She simply decided to lie down and sleep.

Seeing this, Mu Chongxi also lay down.

Huh?

Ye Qinghan had drawn his sword, and Zhou Xingyun was trying to control the domain with his divine sense. When he turned around, he saw them lying down peacefully.

Zhou Xingyun, holding his throbbing temples, said, “You all are lying down.”

After thinking about it, he added, “Then I’ll lie down too.”

Ye Qinghan closed his eyes. Since Zhou Xingyun didn’t resist, there was no solution in the void domain, no breakthrough point, nothing to touch but darkness. Lying down became the only option.

In the dark domain, the ancestors who were ready to test them were now watching a group of sword cultivators lying down to sleep.

“Not going to struggle?”

Confirming there was no danger, they all lay down to sleep???

The sword cultivators sleeping peacefully puzzled the ancestors. One of them tentatively asked, “So what should we do now?”

“What to do? Let them out!” The ancestor of Chengfeng Sect laughed in exasperation. “Do you want to keep watching them sleep?”

Ye Qiao opened her eyes to the light, instinctively shielding them. As she woke up, she saw her own ancestor’s smiling face. She slowly sat up, “Ancestor?”

She was mentally exhausted, not just from All Things Grow but also from her senior brother’s domain.

Though it was called sleep, it felt more like closing her eyes to maintain calm. The feeling of emptiness, as if she didn’t exist, greatly affected her mental state. Closing her eyes was the only way to adjust, or she’d go mad over time.

“You three.” The ancestor of Changming Sect looked silently at the three sword cultivators. Two had opened their domains, and the other had a natural sword bone talent. They were all geniuses. He held back but couldn’t help asking, “Is it that tiring?”

The ancestor guessed that this time’s domain restoration rate was higher than previous ones, but only Ye Qiao could perfectly control her domain, which he found somewhat incredible.

“Very tiring.” Ye Qiao answered honestly. “It was like fighting with my own domain.”

“…Ancestor, I have a question.” Ye Qinghan looked up at the smiling ancestor of Chengfeng Sect. “This time’s domain restoration rate, it should be more than fifty, right?”

No one could directly feel the similarity of their own domain more than Ye Qinghan. He had no fear, coldly looking at the ancestor. “Ancestor, if my domain had only fifty percent similarity, it couldn’t have frozen people to death.”

Ye Qinghan was straightforward, not even bothering to hide his point, bluntly exposing the issue.

The smile on the ancestor’s face froze immediately.

Ye Qinghan’s question caused the other ancestors to simultaneously calm their expressions. The ancestor of Wenjian Sect spoke heavily, “What do you mean?”

Ye Qinghan replied calmly, “I suspect he increased the difficulty against us.”

—This kid is too honest.

Ye Qiao covered her face. Even if you suspect, be a bit tactful!!

Fortunately, the ancestor of Wenjian Sect valued his chief disciple. He didn’t hesitate to support Ye Qinghan, questioning the person in front of him, “Tell the truth, what was the restoration rate?”

Thinking carefully, Ye Qinghan’s words made sense.

The scenes were too real, especially Ye Qiao’s All Things Grow, with vines breaking through the mirror. How could such a realistic restoration be only fifty?

After a round of questioning, the ancestor of Chengfeng Sect rubbed his nose and honestly answered, “Ye Qinghan and Zhou Xingyun were at seventy percent.”

Seventy…

They simultaneously thought of being tortured by the void and the freezing, subconsciously hugging their arms. Thankfully, they were still alive…

“Didn’t you say fifty percent similarity?” Chu Xingzhi boldly retorted, “Why did you lie?”

They all thought it wasn’t that dangerous.

Only seventy percent?

Ye Qiao, hearing this, couldn’t help but touch her chin. It didn’t seem like it. During the last color transition, if she hadn’t forcibly stopped the domain, there was a real fear of being obliterated.

Even at seventy percent, it probably couldn’t achieve such realism.

She guessed that hers must be at least over eighty. Lazily, Ye Qiao raised her hand, “Senior, if their domains were at seventy percent, what was the restoration rate of mine?”

The ancestor of Chengfeng Sect glanced inscrutably at the unaware Ye Qiao, smiling, “What do you think, young lady?”

Qin Huai, seeing that his ancestor wouldn’t reveal it, calmly speculated, “Fifty?”

It’s understandable why Qin Huai thought this. Throughout the process, she controlled her domain with the most ease, her calm and effortless demeanor made everyone subconsciously think her control difficulty was low.

Ye Qiao was dissatisfied with Qin Huai’s underestimation of her. She interjected, “Eighty?”

The ancestor of Chengfeng Sect scratched his chin, his playful smile fading. “No.”

“A mere eighty percent restoration rate wouldn’t be able to break through my mirror.” He even suspected that this little rascal intentionally let the vines pierce the mirror as revenge for secretly increasing her difficulty.

The ancestor of Chengfeng Sect smiled, unable to resist a sarcastic tone, “Be confident, you are the only one with a one hundred percent restoration rate.”

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