"Father, Mother is so beautiful, how did you manage to win her over?"
"Am I that useless? I'm still a genius!"
"Then this time, Father, you must successfully ascend. I really don't want to be an orphan!"
Sigh, this child. Ever since that missing soul fragment returned, she's become like a little old man, Chung Wu thought to himself.
"A Ly, this ancient battlefield is filled with demonic energy. Only by drawing spiritual energy from beyond the heavens can I use the lightning tribulation to take you out... so if I die, you'll only become a wandering spirit," Chung Wu said with a smile.
"Father, you can still joke!" Chung Ly sighed, pressing a hand to her forehead.
"This time, I've secured the position of the battlefield gate. A teleportation array cannot be set up here. How far can your two legs run?" Father said, frowning in thought.
"A Lan has woken up, and it has four legs now!" I said with a smile.
A Lan is my spirit beast. I didn't expect this ancient battlefield could hide the bloodline of a divine beast.
Moreover, from the beginning, it was close to me, even without a contract.
"Alright, instead of waiting for a day, let's choose today." Father smiled, looking at me.
"Chung Ly, do you remember what I taught you... and that sword?" Father looked me straight in the eyes, seriously.
"Father, for the past ten years, I wouldn't dare forget what Mother and Father taught me.
The day Mother passed away, I also promised her I would live well.
Father, please ascend with peace of mind. I will quickly catch up to you."
From my resolute gaze, I saw Father's eyes well up slightly with tears.
I only saw Father like that the day Mother passed away.
Although Mother was an early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, in this dead land without spiritual energy, because she gave birth to me and was severely injured, her cultivation plummeted uncontrollably.
Even though Father had abundant wealth, many spirit pills and divine medicines, he still couldn't save Mother.
She lived until I was six years old, then fell to the Qi Refining stage, and then passed away.
The spiritual energy in this dead land is completely gone, and spirit stones only allowed us to sustain ourselves until now, so Father is forced to ascend.
"And this sword..." I looked back at the sword always on my back.
It cost my entire family; Father and Mother were trapped in this ancient battlefield partly because of it.
"...I will use it well, Father, and I will use it to get revenge on those who harmed Mother and Father."
"Mortal Chung Ly, only when you have the ability can you think about revenge." I saw Father look at me sternly.
But I wasn't really afraid. I knew how much Mother and Father loved me; they only wanted my cultivation path to be smooth.
I smiled, looking at Father. "A genius's daughter will also be a genius. When you go to the Great Realm, you must also cultivate well. I want to be a rich second generation." Hearing this, Father tapped my head.
Seeing that Father was no longer looking at me sternly, I was happy. I always knew how to quickly make people stop being angry.
A Lan also poked its head out of the spirit beast pouch, looking bewildered.
Father looked at it, then turned to pat my head. "Go, little four-legged Qilin, run fast! Run straight southwest for a hundred miles, don't look back!"
Hearing this, A Lan decisively jumped out of the spirit beast pouch, carrying me on its back, and ran straight towards the place Father marked.
Its speed was very fast. I didn't have time to say another word to him and could only cling to its neck.
I don't know how long we ran, but I heard thunder in my ears along with A Lan's growl.
I lifted my head, saw many demonic beasts trying to block our way, and immediately prepared to draw my sword.
But the little Qilin only let out a roar, and the demonic beasts instantly became bewildered.
A Lân immediately bolted from the pack of demonic beasts, running straight towards the battlefield gate. I could already see the gate, matching Father's description.
The demonic beasts quickly regained their senses. Thinking they would pursue us, I hurled five thunder pearls I had prepared in my pouch.
The explosions echoed, almost deafening my ears.
"Why are there still demonic beasts within a hundred-mile radius? Before Father prepared for his ascension, wasn't the hundred-mile radius of the battlefield supposed to be cleared?" I murmured... suddenly my heart clenched... Is Father in danger? The demonic beasts are fearlessly advancing towards the place of his ascension.
I saw the demonic beasts, sworn to die, running past me and the little qilin, their eyes bloodshot. Even injured by the thunder pearls, they didn't divert their focus.
"A Lân, Father is in danger, what should we do?" It merely let out a growl, then a stream of divine consciousness entered my mind: *A Dao Lord's ascension tears the sky and draws in spiritual energy, agitating demonic creatures. Even so, they will only find death under the lightning tribulation.*
Hearing this, I squeezed my eyes shut, but the tears truly wouldn't stop. My hearing was temporarily gone. The little qilin, fearing I would despair, continuously used its divine consciousness to comfort me.
"We're almost there, A Ly, the battlefield gate is directly ahead."
I snapped my eyes open and suddenly turned my head. The lightning tribulation spanned a thousand miles, yet it struck only one spot. Instantly, my hearing returned, and then I heard Father's voice: "Now is the time!"
The battlefield gate was struck by a bolt of lightning tribulation, splitting open a crack. A Lân leaped directly through, and I, clinging tightly to it by inertia, followed.
We tumbled out, falling onto what felt like a grassy patch. Before that, my eyes had only managed to catch sight of an incredibly thick bolt of heavenly lightning striking Father... *Father, you must ascend smoothly. I will come find you soon...*