Tan You was now genuinely curious. "Is this the mark of a master-servant contract, or is it unique to the Tianyuan Sect?"

"That, I’m not sure about," the little mouse squeaked twice. "But it is strange. Qing Yuan... that name sounds like a Human Clan Cultivator’s name."

Tan You looked up at the sky, suddenly feeling as if she had stumbled into a massive conspiracy.

But it didn’t matter. She had a long time to slowly uncover the truth.

Putting away Qing Yuan’s inner core, Tan You said no more. From then on, her cultivation became even more arduous. And this time, after completely stabilizing her cultivation at the late Seventh Rank, Tan You began her push toward the Eighth Rank.

The little mouse couldn’t help at all with the Heavenly Tribulation for the Divinity Transformation Stage; in fact, it had to hide as far away as possible. This was something Tan You had to endure all on her own.

After being struck until her skin split and her flesh was torn open once again, Tan You curled up at the bottom of a large crater, shamelessly opening her mouth to catch the spiritual rain falling from the air. The little mouse stood in the distance, squeaking anxiously, "Huanhuan, are you okay?"

Tan You swallowed a mouthful of spiritual rain and managed to recover a bit of strength. "I’d be even better if you didn’t call me Huanhuan."

"But Huanhuan is such a nice name," the little mouse said, finally feeling a bit relieved. It quickly ran to the edge of the crater and peered down. "Huanhuan, your first silver ring is starting to turn gold! Your ancestral awakening has begun."

"Let me count... still six silver rings. Why hasn’t the number of rings increased?"

Tan You closed her eyes. "Only after all the silver rings have transformed into Jin Huan will new Jin Huan grow. I’m not considered a Golden Ring Snake yet. I might only evolve into a Golden Ring Snake when I reach the Ninth Rank."

This was something she had seen in her ancestral memories. ’Sure enough, ancestral memories are a huge cheat.’ Tan You thought it was quite miraculous. With every rank her cultivation increased, a corresponding portion of knowledge and cultivation techniques would appear in her mind.

’So Purple Ring Snakes really do have the bloodline of Golden Ring Snakes.’ Tan You suddenly felt that the future wasn’t so bleak. At the very least, she wanted to see for herself what the bearing of a Great Demon of antiquity was truly like.

"Also, stop calling me Huanhuan," Tan You added. She got a headache every time she heard that name now.

The little mouse was not happy. "But Huanhuan is such a nice name! If I were as amazing as you, I’d want to announce it to the whole world. Besides, your rings are really pretty, like you’re wearing lots of necklaces."

"You mean collars," Tan You really didn’t want to discuss how beautiful her true form was with the little mouse. Her body flickered, and with a wave of her right hand, the downpour of spiritual rain was collected into a small gourd.

"I think these silver rings look exactly like collars. What kind of thing wears a collar?"

The little mouse blurted out, "But you’re not a thing."

Tan You narrowed her eyes dangerously. "Watch your mouth."

"This mouse misspoke." The little mouse covered its mouth with its tiny paws, but Tan You knew it was laughing. "Anyway, this mouse still thinks your rings are really pretty. Unlike me, my gold line has only gotten a teensy bit bigger."

Tan You stared hard at the gold line between the little mouse’s brows for a long time but couldn’t see any difference. "Has it changed?"

"Of course it has!" the little mouse hopped up. "I counted carefully! Today, three more little hairs turned gold, and the base of another one is starting to turn gold."

Tan You was amused. "You actually counted? Can you even keep track?"

The little mouse said smugly, "Of course I can! I’ve got my numbers straight!"

Tan You continued to banter with it. Just as she leaped out of the bottom of the crater, the Array was suddenly hit by a powerful attack. Tan You and the little mouse froze in unison. The mouse even jumped onto Tan You’s shoulder, and their expressions turned serious.

Tan You formed a seal for a Dust Cleaning Skill, and soon all the blood and grime on her body was washed away. With no time to worry about her current appearance, she flickered and reappeared outside the Array.

Snake-type demon beasts were all masters of stealth, and having spent so many years with the Netherworld Snake, Tan You had inevitably learned a thing or two. When she emerged from the Array, the newcomers didn’t notice her at all.

"Senior Brother Yuan Ming, this Array is very strange. Could we have stumbled into some senior’s cave residence?" a younger-looking Cultivator asked softly. "I’ve never seen this type of Array before. Besides, if the sect elders find out we came to the Ten-Direction Great Mountain so rashly, we’ll definitely be punished."

"And look closely at that mark—it’s a blessing from the Heavenly Dao. The person living here must be an Array Master. If we offend them..."

The young Cultivator tried repeatedly to persuade him, but the Cultivator named Yuan Ming remained silent, looking extremely stubborn.

Tan You’s gaze fell on Yuan Ming. After discovering that his Spells couldn’t break the God Trapping Array, he quickly took out a small, bell-shaped Spiritual Artifact from a bracelet on his wrist.

The small bell grew with the wind, soon hovering like a great mountain above Tan You’s God Trapping Array. Seeing the bell, Yuan Zhen also fell silent. ’His Senior Brother Yuan Ming is stubborn, and he has so many Spiritual Artifacts. I’m just the junior brother, what can I say?’

Just as the small bell was about to smash down on the God Trapping Array, a hand as white as jade suddenly appeared in mid-air. Yuan Ming and Yuan Zhen could only watch as the hand appeared, then with a gentle lift, the rapidly descending bell instantly froze in place.

Yuan Ming was horrified and immediately tried to mentally recall the small bell. But how could something that was already right in front of Tan You be allowed to leave? Tan You simply formed a knife-hand and made a seemingly effortless slicing motion. Yuan Ming’s face instantly turned pale, and he spat out a mouthful of heart’s blood.

Yuan Zhen hurried to support him. "Senior Brother, are you alright?"

Seeing Yuan Ming remain silent, he hurriedly pleaded with Tan You for mercy. "Senior, we didn’t mean to trespass on your territory. We are very sorry to have offended you. We ask for your magnanimity."

"I’ll take my Senior Brother and leave right now..."

Tan You took the small bell in her hand, and it shrank back to its original delicate size. She stroked its bronze-colored shell and said lightly, "If everyone who came here said the same thing and then left unharmed, wouldn’t that make this one seem far too lenient?"

Yuan Zhen was at a loss for words. However, Yuan Ming, whom he was supporting, slowly straightened up. "That is my Spiritual Artifact. I ask that Senior return it to me."

Tan You tossed the small bell up and down. "But it’s in this one’s hands now. And anything that falls into this one’s hands naturally belongs to this one."

Yuan Ming pressed his lips together tightly. Yuan Zhen quickly explained, "Senior, this East King Bell really is my Senior Brother’s. It’s a protective Magic Artifact passed down by our sect. If anything were to happen to my Senior Brother, the sect would be able to sense it."

"We don’t wish to cause any trouble for you, Senior. Please return the East King Bell."

Tan You’s eyes narrowed. "Are you threatening this one?"

Yuan Zhen quickly shook his head. "No, no, we daren’t! We were in the wrong first. We brothers rashly intruded upon Senior’s territory..."

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