The cultivation of Qinglong and the others is also improving rapidly. Although their speed is not as terrifying as Ji Mingyu's, when the eight of them are combined, they can completely sweep across the entire Siam continent.
However, every time Ji Chengfeng came, Ji Mingyu would nervously let Qinglong and the others leave first.
Every time Ji Chengfeng came to check on Ji Mingyu's progress in cultivation, he would often beat him severely, leaving him covered in bruises.
Ji Mingyu’s progress was already fast enough, but for Ji Chengfeng it was still too slow, too slow!
He could sense that his soul was decaying and being worn away, and some of his memories were slowly becoming blurred.
If he doesn't enter the Yuankong Ancient Realm to sleep, he will soon lose all his memories and ambitions, become a wandering soul, and eventually slowly dissipate between heaven and earth.
The bodies of other ordinary monks could not bear his soul at all, and would only slowly rot like his current body.
Ji Chengfeng was waiting, waiting for the moment when Ji Mingyu would survive the thunder tribulation and ascend to the divine realm, and leave his own mark in his soul.
Only by leaving this mark, Ji Chengfeng's sleeping soul will awaken as soon as Ji Mingyu enters the Divine Emperor Trial Space, and then gradually invade this fresh, powerful and perfect body.
Fifty-two years later, the nine-day thunderbolt finally struck this remote and lonely forest.
Ji Mingyu used talent and perseverance that ordinary people could not imagine. He completed the Mahayana stage in just fifty-two years and was about to ascend to the divine realm.
Xiyue looked at her lover who still looked like a teenager, her heart filled with pride and heartache.
What makes her proud is that the man she likes is so outstanding and beyond the reach of ordinary people.
What’s heartbreaking is that others only see Ji Mingyu’s superficial glory, but how can they know the blood, tears and hard work he has put in behind the scenes.
Compared with Ji Mingyu's growth process, Xi Yue feels that she has unrivaled luck and golden fingers to achieve today's achievements.
Even Ji Chengfeng, who had always been extremely harsh on Ji Mingyu, showed a satisfied smile.
But after the satisfaction, there is deep fear and dread.
The boy's growth has exceeded his expectations, and it also makes him feel panic that he may not be able to control the future.
So after withstanding the nine-day thunder tribulation, Ji Mingyu was extremely weak and almost unconscious.
Ji Chengfeng appeared beside him and shot a red light into his body.
A voice rang in Ji Mingyu's ears like an incantation, like both a brand and a curse.
"Ji Mingyu, you are destined to be a lonely star. You will cause the people around you to die tragically one by one, and you will end up living a miserable life alone. So when it's time to give up, just give up and hand this body to me, and you will be free."
“Remember? Give up when it’s time to give up. Otherwise, you will kill everyone around you, whether they are the ones you love or the ones who love you. Just like Xiaotian who was killed by you, do you still remember how Xiaotian was killed by you and died tragically in your arms? Only giving up can bring you relief, and also relief for those around you!”
Xi Yue was so angry watching from the side!
This Ji Chengfeng is simply a beast, not a human being!
He treated Ji Mingyu as a vessel. Even though he knew that Ji Mingyu admired him and regarded him as his master, he still abused and used him mercilessly.
In order to make him give up all feelings and love, he also asked Ji Mingyu to kill his only close spiritual pet with his own hands. (To be continued)