Chapter 218: Breaking Through: A New Dawn

Now, Li Che’s sensitivity to the flow of qi was incredibly acute. XiXi sprang out of bed, nearly shattering the rooftop.

This meant XiXi couldn’t control her power properly.

Grasping the little girl’s ankle, Li Che’s immense divine perception swept across her body, instantly detecting a surging, boiling power.

Her divine nature and qi-blood were all teetering on the edge of transformation!

Li Che cradled XiXi in his arms; her bright eyes and rosy cheeks made her look like a child who had sneakily sipped a little wine—utterly adorable.

Li Che reached out and gently touched XiXi’s forehead.

It was as hot as a branding iron—a result of her qi-blood surging at full speed.

“About to break through…”

Li Che said with determination.

At four years old, this little one was on course to break through to Tongmai and begin forming her divine foundation.

Tongmai was one thing, but her master body—tempered by three divine weapons—meant that Tongmai wasn’t a huge hurdle.

It was the breakthrough of her divine foundation that posed a real danger.

After all…

The divine technique she practiced was of the Sanqing rank!

【Eight-Armed Yulian Furious Third Prince】 nourishes nature, divine foundation, divine vision, divine origin, and even the divine fetus!

This was the method she had acquired during the Temple Spirit Resonance!

A technique that carried a disciple all the way to the divine fetus realm had Li Che even a bit envious.

“Daddy… is XiXi sick?”

XiXi, clutching Li Che’s neck with her tiny hand, asked pitifully.

She felt that something was definitely wrong.

She couldn’t control her strength—her body was burning hot and her divine nature was in constant turmoil, as if the Mud Pellet on her brow was about to burst.

She felt a little uncomfortable.

“Daddy, I’m sick. I want to see the Big Dog.”

XiXi blinked her eyes.

Li Che gently rubbed her head.

“Today, you must go to the Orthodox Mountain Gate of the Divine Sect. Daddy promised that at least three times a month we’d visit the restaurant to play with the Big Dog, alright?”

Li Che said warmly.

After all, it was a promise made to the boss—and easily one he could make to his daughter too.

A win-win deal indeed; Li Che was a model of efficiency.

At this, XiXi’s eyes suddenly lit up, “Really?”

“Then, pinky promise!”

XiXi stuck out her little pinky.

Li Che laughed as he hooked his pinky with hers.

“Pinky promise, unbreakable for a hundred years. Anyone who dares break it is a dog!”

XiXi earnestly repeated the vow.

Li Che couldn’t help but laugh heartily at his own cleverness.

On the bed, Zhang Ya lay with her hair spread out, casting a puzzled glance at the father-daughter duo. Her body was a bit worn out, and she probably needed to laze around a bit longer.

The Great Master was truly formidable—she’d need to get even stronger to withstand his impact.

“Wifey, sleep a while longer; later we’ll take XiXi to the Divine Sect together.”

“XiXi is about to break through to Tongmai, and besides, her divine foundation is nearly forged.”

Li Che said in a gentle tone.

At that, Zhang Ya immediately opened her eyes, completely awake.

“Is XiXi really about to break through?”

“That’s a major matter. We must send her off without delay.”

Zhang Ya got up immediately to tidy things up.

She called Li Qingshan, Granny Mu, and Old Chen to have breakfast together. After arriving in Daocheng, Old Chen had wandered off to look for work.

Not wanting to trouble Li Che, Old Chen was meticulous in choosing his assignments.

After breakfast, Old Chen hurried away. Moments later, a carriage arrived. Wearing a bamboo hat and braving the spring rain, Old Chen pulled out a wine gourd and took a swig.

“Time to board.”

Old Chen laughed.

He’d found a job as a driver—a rare job in Daocheng that required a foundation in martial arts.

Many carriage drivers possessed at least Bone Tempering, normally practiced alongside Blood Exchange, but Old Chen, with his robust qi, had no trouble finding work.

A wyvern horse without some martial talent would simply not be manageable.

“From now on, whenever you head to the Divine Sect, just call me Old Chen and I’ll handle your business.”

Old Chen grinned broadly.

Besides that, Old Chen had given up wood carving—the competition among woodcarvers in Daocheng was too fierce. Without becoming a master, even a shop job wouldn’t pay as well as driving a carriage.

After decades of wood carving, Old Chen had reached his limit—it was nearly impossible to break through further.

It had gotten tedious. He was tired and needed a change.

“Little stinky Xi, wherever you want to go in the future, just call your Grandpa Chen—he’ll take you!”

Old Chen lifted his chin proudly.

It was like proclaiming, ‘Your Grandpa Chen now has a carriage!’

XiXi’s eyes sparkled intensely—whether from the impending breakthrough or pure excitement, she was truly thrilled.

“Don’t let your mind wander—outside is dangerous. If you want to go somewhere, talk to Daddy.”

Li Che patted XiXi’s head gently.

XiXi pouted slightly.

The group boarded the carriage; its interior was surprisingly spacious.

As the carriage set off, the wyvern horse, its scales shimmering, exhaled warm breath and trotted steadily.

After leaving Liu Xiang Alley, they spotted Uncle’s family emerging in another carriage from a side street.

Today was also the day Li Chengzhou joined the outer sect, so Uncle’s family wouldn’t miss out.

The two groups exchanged greetings by lifting the carriage curtains.

XiXi leaned against the window and greeted enthusiastically.

“Where’s that handsome Li Chengzhou, little brother?”

XiXi still remembered the very handsome Li Chengzhou.

“Your little brother Chengzhou is training in the Divine Sect under Master Nie,”

Cousin-in-law Liu Chunming said with a smile.

“So when you go to the Divine Sect, you’ll see him. XiXi will protect him and make sure no one picks on him in the sect!”

Clenching her little fist, XiXi’s chubby face radiated the determination of an elder sister.

Amid hearty laughter…

The spring rain gently parted as the carriage advanced.

Wheels crushed puddles, and reflections danced in the spring breeze.

…

…

The events of last night in Daocheng hadn’t spread widely.

Few knew of City Lord Su Huai Li’s death; if anyone did, they were merely amused that King Ping Luan’s little disciple had joined the Corpse God Sect—a laughable absurdity.

Just extra banter about King Ping Luan being betrayed by his disciple.

As for Su Huai Li, hardly anyone cared; in this era, countless martial cultivators quietly passed away every day.

Not everyone could be bothered.

You Liqing suppressed the news, ensuring Su Huai Li’s death passed almost unnoticed.

However, the Imperial Watch had posted very high bounties for fiends in the Underworld, including the Ogre, Ma Mian, and Divine Monkey.

Even Black and White Wuchang were highly valued.

But as Li Qingshan lamented, even underworld Cat Face couldn’t get his name on the wanted list.

Not even for three months—not even for a stretch of ninety days.

The gentle spring rain came without warning; after a long night of nourishing the earth, it stopped briefly only to resume, spreading like a mist over the green fields.

The wyvern horse neighed, exhaling warm breath as its hooves pounded the puddles left by the rain.

The carriage sped along. The Orthodox Mountain Gate of the Divine Sect was located deep within inner Daocheng, where mountains stretched like dragons lying on the earth.

Many luxurious carriages raced along the main road, the perfectly paved bluestone providing a smooth, bump-free ride.

Lifting the curtain, Li Che saw the mountain gate of the Qianyuan Divine Sect in the distance.

A massive white jade archway stood tall—a hundred-meter high white stone pillar bursting from the earth.

A huge spirit wood plaque hung on the stone pillar!

“That’s… a fourth-rank spirit wood!”

Li Che’s breath caught.

The 【Xiangong】 Dao Fruit pulsed as if joyfully celebrating the plaque.

His Star Plucking Gaze at his brow activated.

Countless analyses peered into the void, returning to truth!

…

【Divine Weapon (Four-Yu Lower Grade): Divine Sect Mountain Gate Plaque】

【Craftsmanship: Made from top-grade spirit wood and phoenix-blood nanmu silk wood of the Five Elders, inscribed by the founding patriarch of Qianyuan Divine Sect; imbued with residual Dao and absorbing thousands of years of the prodigy’s purple aura. It can potentially evolve into a Four-Yu Middle Grade】

【Introduction: The Divine Sect plaque houses treasures that encapsulate the phoenix spirit, ideal for nurturing innate talent and absorbing purple qi】

…

Li Che’s eyelids twitched!

A plaque…

It turned out to be a Four-Yu Divine Weapon!

Excellent stuff!

As expected of the Divine Sect—powerful, wealthy, with profound inner strength far beyond flash-in-the-pan newcomers like Li Che!

Such a precious item displayed openly at the mountain gate—wasn’t it vulnerable to theft?

Li Che took a deep breath.

But surely no one would dare steal it from the Qianyuan Divine Sect’s mountain gate, right?

Within his gaze, the plaque bore the characters “Qiankun,” which, under his Star Plucking Gaze, seemed to show a phoenix unfurling its wings amidst swirling purple qi!

Staring at the characters, Li Che felt a piercing pain, as if a terrible intention lay within.

“Qiankun? Shouldn’t the inscription be ‘Qianyuan’ as given by the founding patriarch?”

Li Che exhaled, feeling a tinge of confusion.

His gaze drifted past the white jade archway along a broad avenue leading into a majestic complex with carved beams, ornate eaves, and gilded copper tiles.

Before the mountain gate, Elder Jiao Shaoqiu stood in an old-fashioned long gown with his hands behind his back, accompanied by Master Nie Yang.

Nie Yang clutched a tattered treasure sword, his face cold, while little Li Chengzhou, holding a short wooden sword, mimicked his solemn look.

The old carriage arrived as the spring rain fell obliquely.

“Finally, they’ve arrived,” Elder Jiao remarked with a kindly smile.

The curtain was lifted.

Li Che, holding XiXi, along with Zhang Ya, Li Qingshan, and Granny Mu, disembarked.

The air was fresh and carried a trace of divinity.

It made everyone feel revitalized, as if their very pores awakened.

“Elder Jiao,”

the group greeted him as they gathered before him.

Even Uncle’s family was well acquainted with Elder Jiao.

“For now, little XiXi cannot enter the inner sect. We must wait until the sect leader finishes his assessment. I will supervise her from the outer sect, so she will be safe under my watch.”

That was Elder Jiao’s promise to Li Che.

To give such a promise meant he had truly prepared for this.

“The Sect Leader’s wife has just left seclusion. Before long, I’ll bring XiXi to visit her.”

Elder Jiao stroked his beard thoughtfully.

If XiXi could impress the Sect Leader’s wife, even without becoming her personal disciple, she’d secure a firm foothold in the inner sect.

Upon hearing this, Li Che and Zhang Ya hurriedly thanked Elder Jiao.

As parents, they only wished for their children to be well treated in an unfamiliar environment.

“No need to thank me. The Sect Leader’s wife is rather eccentric. I can’t be sure if XiXi will catch her eye,”

Elder Jiao waved his hand dismissively.

“Vehicles from outside are not allowed into the Divine Sect’s mountain gate. So, we’ll need to change our mode of transport next.”

In the distance, two wyvern carriages approached, their drivers clad in the outer sect robes of Qianyuan Divine Sect.

“Honey, why are the drivers Divine Sect disciples?”,

Zhang Ya leaned in and asked Li Che, confused.

“Haha, within the Divine Sect, aside from the monthly resources provided by the sect, everything else has to be earned…”

“For example, divine crystals, pills, and so on—the monthly supply is limited. To get more, one must venture into the Bizarre Temple or climb the Golden Tower…”

“It’s a fair chance: if you can’t secure resources, it just means your strength isn’t enough, and you need to work harder.”

“Both inner and outer sect disciples can climb the Golden Tower, but the Bizarre Temples accessible vary greatly between them.”

Elder Jiao, with ears as sharp as ever, caught Zhang Ya’s hushed comments.

So, Elder Jiao explained further.

Li Che finally understood why Elder Jiao insisted that the Qianyuan Divine Sect forbade unrelated people from residing there.

Only Divine Sect disciples or staff were allowed to stay permanently.

That was because…

Li Che looked up at the endless mountain ranges.

In the inner space of the Mud Pellet, a slight tremor passed through as the Flaming-Eyed Astounding Divine Monkey’s Form, Star Plucking Gaze, and other divine perceptions awakened.

His gaze fell on strange mists among the mountains, twisting into uncanny faces emerging from swirling fog!

Bizarre Temples…

There were shockingly many Bizarre Temples within the Divine Sect’s mountain gate!

Almost every level—from Ten Capital to Jiuyao to Bajie to Qiyuan—had its own Bizarre Temple in the Qianyuan Divine Sect!

“These Bizarre Temples were relocated from the outside by the Sect Leader and elders, suppressed by the power of the Divine Sect, and transformed into training grounds for disciples.”

“Actually, it works quite well…”

“It’s not exclusive to us; most major sects operate similarly. But the larger the city, the more Bizarre Temples there are—even the Divine Sect can’t suppress them all.”

Elder Jiao, sensing Li Che’s concentration, continued:

“By now you must have heard that Daocheng houses several Bizarre Temples. There are ten at the Liu Si rank, of which four are suppressed within the mountain gate of the Divine Sect.”

“Daocheng’s Five Elders Bizarre Temples number three, while within the Divine Sect, there is one—the one you know, connected with the pagoda at Golden Light Peak and sharing origins with the Temple Spirit.”

“The Golden Tower that outer sect disciples challenge is located within the bizarre structure of the Golden King Tower Temple.”

Elder Jiao explained.

“Of course, the main suppression target is the Four-Yu Bizarre Temple.”

Elder Jiao raised his hand, the wide sleeves of his ancient robe swaying as he brushed aside the spring rain with withered fingers, pointing toward a peak among the endless mountains.

Though the misty rain veiled the scene, it couldn’t hide the radiant glow atop that peak.

Clusters of blooming plum trees unleashed vibrant red blossoms.

There…

That was the very location of the ominous Bizarre Temple Li Che had sensed earlier.

“Four-Yu 【Miaoda Xiansheng Sanyan Zhenjun】 Bizarre Temple!”

Elder Jiao spoke gravely.

His voice carried a heavy gravity: “Compared to the Golden Light Mansion’s 【Eight-Armed Yulian Furious Third Prince】 Bizarre Temple, this one poses an even greater threat. Its bizarre structure is extraordinarily active, with its chaotic core frequently stirring up trouble, requiring constant intervention from the Sect Leader and the Divine Sect elders.”

“The Monitor of the Imperial Watch and the Governor of the Temple Guardian Division are always on standby to help suppress it…”

“After all, if the bizarre structure were to erupt, the Temple Protection Incantation and any wild divine beasts breaking free would spell disaster for Daocheng.”

Elder Jiao exhaled deeply.

At his words, Li Che frowned, “Elder Jiao, hasn’t this Bizarre Temple been attacked before?”

“Aren’t most of the Divine Sect’s suppressed Bizarre Temples eventually plundered?” Li Che asked.

Elder Jiao looked at Li Che and shook his head, “The founding patriarch of Qianyuan Divine Sect, the first Sect Leader, never attacked this Three-Eyed Zhenjun Bizarre Temple. Instead, he chose to coexist with it, a practice that continues to this day.”

“In fact, only those Bizarre Temples whose Temple Spirits refuse to cooperate fall prey to raids. And plundering a Four-Yu Bizarre Temple is no small feat—one must breach its chaotic core, risking even the downfall of a divine fetus master.”

“Thus, most Divine Sect and Four-Yu Bizarre Temples exist in a state of symbiosis.”

“Only in the Divine Capital, where the Great Jing Court’s might assembles the power of the Temple Guardian Division, do they forcibly dismantle temples.”

“The Divine Sect rarely undertakes such thankless tasks.”

“After all, a plundered Bizarre Temple isn’t free from worry—it will always need guards and constant suppression.”

Li Che finally understood.

His gaze shifted from the blossoming hill.

In his mind, he was already planning how to secure support from other Bizarre Temples for summoning deities.

Within the Divine Sect, matters were not to be trifled with…

He had no desire to provoke the divine fetus master’s methods.

The group boarded the carriage once more and galloped in the fresh spring wind and rain.

“Elder Jiao, XiXi might be about to break through her divine foundation. Let’s take her into the Divine Sect for her breakthrough,”

Li Che said as he cradled XiXi and addressed Elder Jiao.

Elder Jiao paused, his withered face showing genuine surprise.

He looked at XiXi. Her eyes shone with golden light as her primordial aura burst forth.

Sure enough, he could sense the restless divine nature flaring within her.

“Oh my… so soon?!”

Elder Jiao was genuinely startled.

It was remarkable that XiXi, practicing the Sanqing divine technique, could break through her divine foundation so rapidly!

“This is no small matter… Once her breakthrough causes such a stir, if the wrong people take notice, it could be very dangerous.”

Elder Jiao exhaled in relief, looking at Li Che with appreciation.

“You made the right choice, Ah Che.”

“Using the Sanqing technique to break through her divine foundation will undoubtedly create a commotion—surely attracting the attention of both the Corpse God Sect and Lie Shen Pavilion, even if they’ve been quiet lately,”

Elder Jiao remarked.

Li Che feigned a sigh.

In truth, he was confident he could protect XiXi through her breakthrough, especially since the Cosmic Chessboard blocked all prying senses.

Once the Cosmic Chessboard was in place, no one would dare intrude.

After her breakthrough, perhaps neither the Corpse God Sect nor Lie Shen Pavilion would even notice.

But Li Che still brought her to the Divine Sect to break through using the Sanqing technique—in doing so, stirring up significant commotion and earning some renown to help her in the forthcoming Sect Leader assessment.

It was all about taking the initiative!

Elder Jiao stroked his beard with a smile, clearly delighted by XiXi’s imminent breakthrough.

“Perfect timing—I’ll gather all the inner and outer sect prodigies so they can witness XiXi’s power.”

Elder Jiao laughed, “A Sanqing-grade divine foundation is exceedingly rare—it’ll quiet those youngsters who think they know it all!”

Held in Li Che’s arms, XiXi’s eyes sparkled as she struggled to get up, as if she had heard a challenge and was excited by the prospect of a fight.

“Grandpa Elder, who’s ready to fight?”

XiXi bounced into Elder Jiao’s embrace.

“Oh, you little rascal, why get so worked up at the word ‘fight’?” Elder Jiao laughed heartily, patting her head.

XiXi pouted, “I haven’t had a fight in ages.”

She clenched her fist, and an overwhelming aura of divine power radiated out in a circular wave.

Elder Jiao’s eyes narrowed in admiration…

Such intense, blazing divine energy from a Sanqing level!

One could only wonder how strong her divine foundation might become!

Even Elder Jiao found himself eagerly anticipating it.

“Ah Yang, go notify the elders of both inner and outer sects. Bring the top ten prodigies from the Young Dragon list to the Golden Tower Plaza…”

“For the ceremony—where the prodigies showcase their forged Sanqing divine foundation!”

Nie Yang, seated on the carriage, nodded and stepped over to Uncle’s carriage, calling for Old Chen to drive.

Once Old Chen took over the driving, Nie Yang’s sword vibrated with a hum as its light flashed; his body, entwined with qi, surged like a flowing stream of light.

Li Che’s eyes glittered with anticipation, “Master Nie, is the union of Heaven and Humanity nearly complete?”

Elder Jiao stroked his beard and smiled, “Nie Yang could have already broken into the Pre-Heaven Great Master realm. But he’s in pursuit of his divine sword intent—once he embraces it, perhaps he might reach the Pre-Heaven realm with a single thought, his sword blossoming, ascending to the Three Flowers pinnacle, challenging the ultimate Great Master.”

“Nie Yang is ranked 18th on the inner sect’s True Transmission list, yet once he masters that divine sword intent, he might secure a spot in the sect’s True Transmission roster.”

Li Che, a little confused, remarked, “Isn’t being 18th on that list already an honor?”

Elder Jiao cradled XiXi, gently patting her back and smoothing the divine energy within, preparing her for her upcoming foundation breakthrough.

“The founding patriarch of Qianyuan Divine Sect originally intended to name it the Qiankun Divine Sect, but after his demise within the bizarre structure, it was renamed Qianyuan.”

“Yet the meaning of Qiankun persists: Qiantian represents the standard and Kundi the list, so those who make the list rank higher than those who merely appear on it.”

“Within the sect, disciples are classified into True Transmission, Prominent Talents, and Young Dragons—the three separate rosters.”

“For instance, Young Dragons are prodigies under the age of ten, like XiXi—they have both a roster and a list.”

“Yun’e, Zhong Liushou, and Zhou Peng, though early entrants into the Divine Sect, are only on the Young Dragon list since they haven’t forged their divine foundation yet. Once they do, there’s no doubt they’ll be listed.”

“As for XiXi… once her divine foundation is forged, she stands a chance to join the Young Dragon roster!”

Elder Jiao’s eyes shone with a mix of hope and expectation.

Li Che, upon hearing this, felt a surge of emotion. Compared to the Jin Guang Branch, Qianyuan Divine Sect was much more orthodox—after all, it was the stronghold of a deity.

Disciples of Qianyuan Divine Sect hailed from all over the Lingnan Path and even from beyond.

“So, how do we determine if one makes the list?”

Li Che asked curiously.

Elder Jiao’s lips curled into a smile, “Do you remember the mountain gate plaque?”

“It contains the founding patriarch’s 【Qiankun Dao Yun】, divided into Qiantian and Kundi—the divine residue left by a transcendent warrior nearing judgment…”

“If XiXi meets the criteria for the Young Dragon roster, she’ll automatically be listed. There are exactly thirty spots on the Young Dragon list, unchanged for three millennia. Once she makes it, she’ll be recognized as a divine prodigy.”

“But all such judgments are determined by the Qiankun Dao Yun.”

“And if a listed individual disputes their ranking, they may initiate a 【Qiankun War】 within three days. If no challenge arises in that time, one must wait another year to contest.”

“Besides, the founding patriarch’s Qiankun Dao Yun rarely errs—challenged cases have been exceedingly few over three thousand years.”

Elder Jiao smiled.

XiXi looked up, “Is there a fight?”

Elder Jiao patted her head gently.

“So there have been successful challenges?” Li Che frowned.

For XiXi, it wasn’t an absolute safety guarantee.

“Naturally, there have been cases where after being listed, someone was so startled they instantly broke through—even if rarely, such events have happened over three millennia,” Elder Jiao nodded.

“Once on the Qiantian roster, the sect’s resources will favor you tenfold, plus an annual chance at a 【Qiankun Dao Yun】 cleansing.”

“Thus, whether you are core True Transmission, an inner sect Prominent Talent, or a Young Dragon prodigy—everyone aspires to be listed.”

XiXi listened, her face growing pink as she nodded incessantly.

Though she didn’t fully understand,

she got the message:

Win every fight at all costs!

The wyvern horse trotted over the bluestone, racing through spring wind and rain!

The sharp sound of the rain on the carriage resembled grains of sand in an hourglass.

Soon, the carriage wound along mountain roads and arrived at a vast plaza, perfectly paved with bluestone.

This was the Golden Tower Plaza of the outer sect, where a radiant golden pagoda stood tall in the center.

The pagoda wasn’t the original Golden King Tower but a replica carved from spirit wood by a master woodcarver of Five Elders level—an exact copy of the heavenly pagoda.

This tower, located in the outer sect, also possessed a hint of the might of the Golden King Tower’s Temple Spirit.

It served as the gateway for outer sect disciples to enter the Golden Tower.

Once the carriage came to a halt,

the group disembarked amid drifting clouds and mist, with the pagoda shining brilliantly.

Li Che stepped out of the carriage while holding XiXi.

XiXi’s face turned bright red; divine energy crackled around her like flickering lightning!

“Daddy, I can’t hold it in any longer!”

XiXi pressed her lips together, her cheeks puffing up as even her loose bangs seemed to dance in the still air!

A powerful divine ripple burst forth, spreading from her very core—twisting the falling spring rain as if defying gravity.

“Begin!”

Elder Jiao’s ancient robe billowed in the wind as he smiled and stroked his beard.

At his cue, Li Che set XiXi down.

XiXi exhaled sharply; with a determined little stomp, her foot hit the ground.

In an instant, like a ball bursting in the spring breeze,

a streak of blood-red lightning streaked across the white jade plaza!

It struck right before the replica of the Golden King Tower.

On XiXi’s shoulder, a sleeping butterfly seemed startled awake—fluttering its wings furiously and taking off into the wind!

Countless sparks of light drifted down from the butterfly.

Next,

XiXi stomped forcefully;

looking upward, her black hair danced wildly.

The little one roared into the sky as if a tigress were echoing through the valley!

Boom—!!!

A tremendous burst of divine energy radiated outward from her, forming concentric ripples around her body!

Then, carried by the wind, it swirled outward!

Dark flames leapt forth!

Like a burning, blossoming black prison lotus!

Next moment,

Elder Jiao paused as he stroked his beard.

Li Che’s eyes narrowed as he watched.

Then…

Inside XiXi’s tiny frame, countless strands of divine power surged upward, intertwining to form a duplicate of her essence.

Amazingly, little XiXi sprouted two heads and six arms!

Six arms, two faces!

Yulian Unbreakable!

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