Fool Prince's Super-power Consort

Under the might of the heavens, everything was an ant.

That stretch of heavy black clouds did not dissipate for a long time, and emitted a terrifying pressure. Murong Ling only needed to raise her head to take a glance before her heart tightened and she had thoughts of not daring to resist. As for the Ghost Vine under the dark clouds, it was enveloped by the fiery light and struck down with lightning again and again. It no longer had the strength to struggle and cried out.

After she had struck eight bolts of lightning earlier, Murong Ling saw that it was getting darker and darker, as though black clouds were brewing with a powerful technique. She suddenly understood that this was probably the last bolt of lightning.

"Help me."

Murong Ling was shocked. She realized that the Ghost Vine was not communicating with him through his mind, but was speaking to him through her words. The main vine had opened up its mouth, which was like a human's mouth, opening and closing its mouth.

"Human, if you help me survive the lightning tribulation, I can acknowledge you as my master."

The vine moved gently, as if it was going to reach out and grab her, but Murong Ling warily avoided it, "How can I help you?"

She knew that it was the gaze of a Ghost Vine, and her expression did not change as she let it gaze. After a while, it spoke again, "Human, you are a wood element cultivator, it just so happens to be compatible with me. As long as you give me a strand of origin energy to help me recover from my injuries, I can pass my thunder tribulation."

Source energy?

Murong Ling thought about it, could it be life essence? She took out the ball of life essence that Wu Changying had in her Dantian from her fingertips and asked it, "Is it this?"

"Yes, this is it!"

The Ghost Vine immediately became crazy, waving its vines, wanting to come over to snatch it. Murong Ling quickly dodged, "If you want me to give it to you, that's fine, but you have to recognize me as your master first."

Murong Ling was fully aware that if the Ghost Vine were to pass through the Thunder Tribulations, her strength would also not be to be underestimated. At that time, even if she were to be defeated, she would lose to the Ghost Vine.

"Despicable humans! "Cunning human!"

The Ghost Vine cursed, and was not willing to give up, wanting to snatch more, but Murong Ling held the initiative, and also wanted to use all her strength to resist the lightning tribulation. It was simply unable to endure her, and had to retract the vine in the end, opening and closing its mouth, "Alright, I'll acknowledge you as my master."

Murong Ling did not move, she did not believe that it would compromise so easily. Seeing that the ninth stage of the heavenly tribulation was about to fall, the Ghost Vine panicked and immediately took out a wisp of Spiritual Sense and penetrated into the center of her brows.

After the light faded, Murong Ling felt a strange pattern appearing in her mind. When her spirit touched the pattern, she felt a foreign emotion surging forth, it was different from what she felt usually, it was more intimate, she felt like she was controlling it.

She had a premonition that this pattern controlled the life and death of Ghost Vine.

In addition, there was another benefit to recognizing a master of a Ghost Vine. A vigorous wave of spirit energy gushed out from the picture and she quickly broke through from the peak of the third floor to the sixth floor.

Murong Ling was overjoyed. She had only signed a Ghost Vine, yet she had actually broken through the third level of strength. In her previous life, she had spent two years to go from the third to the sixth level!

"Tch, so weak." The Ghost Vine did not care about her increase in cultivation at all, it was proud and arrogant, "Alright, I already recognize you as master, quickly give me the source."

Murong Ling ignored its ridicule and threw the cluster of source energy into its mouth, which was swept away by the Ghost Vine in mid air. "Pah pah pah, it's so unpleasant, this isn't your source energy."

This Ghost Vine was picky about food.

Murong Ling was speechless, "If it's the origin, then it's fine, but you still turn your back on it."

"Of course it's different. Your aura is pure, and you are also a cultivator. Your source energy recovery ability is even better.

The Ghost Vine smacked its lips, and said disapprovingly, then its voice paused, "Speaking of which, how did you obtain the Source Energy of others? Girl, did you practice some demonic arts?"

Murong Ling raised her brows, "Why do you care so much?"

"Ayaya, you damned girl, how rude. No matter what, this old man has lived for ten thousand years and doesn't know how to respect the elderly and cherish the young." With the nourishment of its quintessence, the Ghost Vine's withered tendrils instantly glowed with green light, and its voice became spirited, "Speaking of which, this is the mortal world. Little girl, where did you get this cultivation technique?"

"You're just a vine that has taken root on the ground. You seem to know quite a lot." Murong Ling looked at it doubtfully, "Are you not a vine of this world?"

The vine immediately stopped talking, and continued to flail about, looking extremely guilty. Murong Ling squinted her eyes and noted down silently that it looked like there was a story behind the vine.

The sky suddenly rumbled, the dark clouds were surrounded by fragmented lightning bolts, the last lightning bolt that had been stored up for a long time suddenly rumbled down, and landed on the Ghost Vine once again.

Murong Ling had already avoided them from afar, thinking that she could stay safe and sound like what she did previously. However, something suddenly happened.

Surprised, Murong Ling only had enough time to circulate the elemental energy in his body to protect her heart veins. That heavenly lightning had already struck his body, and in that instant, all of her senses were far away, and all she could hear was the sound of explosions and burning pain as it assaulted her ears. A strand of lightning the size of a cow's hair followed her blood vessels and entered his dantian, burning everything it went, causing cracks and cracks to appear everywhere it went.

Before she could check on her injuries, she fainted the next moment.

After an unknown period of time, Murong Ling finally slowly woke up. The sky was clear and clear without a single cloud in sight.

She moved her finger, causing her body to be in pain. Suddenly, she spat out a mouthful of blood. Looking at her body again, the tattered clothes didn't hide in the slightest, and her body was covered in a layer of bloody scabs. As she stood up, the dust on the ground rustled and fell.

"How long has it been?" she asked the tree beside her.

"The sun has risen seven times."

It had already been seven days. Murong Ling did not have time to think about the consequences of her disappearance for the next seven days.

After such a long day, the injuries within her body still had yet to recover. After all, she had been struck by lightning. How could it be so easy to recover from? Even worse was that the elemental energy that she absorbed would slowly leak out from her chapped Dantian and would not be able to survive for long.

If she repaired it back to her Dantian, it would be difficult for her cultivation to progress again in the future. Murong Ling opened his eyes with a cold glint in her eyes. Why did the heavenly thunder strike her?

The target of the tribulation was the Ghost Vine. The first eight fell on its body, only when the last strike landed on her. The distance between her and the Ghost Vine had not changed. The only thing that had changed was that she had provided a ball of source energy to the Ghost Vine.

Was it because she had helped the Ghost Vine?

Murong Ling suddenly realised, no wonder the Ghost Vine was willing to sign a master and servant contract with her. Most likely, it had already planned everything beforehand.

Murong Ling was furious, the spirit in her mind condensed into a claw, fiercely grabbing towards the dark pattern!