Crazy Accumulation of Power

Lin Nannan's heavenly tribulation was far more intense than the average saint realm tribulation, but for a child of destiny, such tribulations were merely stepping stones.

As expected, not long after, Lin Nannan successfully crossed the heavenly tribulation and stepped into the ranks of the saint realm.

"Another saint realm powerhouse has emerged from our Demon Sect! We're invincible!"

"Wait, Junior Sister Lin is a disciple of the Yaochi Heavenly Palace. When did she become a disciple of our Demon Sect?"

"What do you know? Junior Sister Lin grew up in the Demon Sect, so she's naturally closer to us. Even though her status is that of a Yaochi Heavenly Palace disciple, deep down, she has long regarded the Demon Sect as her home."

"Oh, that actually makes some sense?"

On Lin Nannan's breakthrough, the Demon Sect disciples offered their congratulations, and many elders came out to watch the spectacle, welcoming Daoist Lin to the saint realm.

The tall, green-robed figure slowly descended from high in the sky. Su Muyao praised her with a few words, gave Lin Nannan some instructions, and then disappeared.

Lin Nannan nodded at Su Muyao and then cupped her hands in salute to the elders before scanning the crowd of demon sect brothers and sisters. Through the sea of people, she spotted Mo Tianxiao and the others standing on a high mountain watching, and her expression immediately lit up with joy.

The next second, her figure vanished from her spot and reappeared before Mo Tianxiao and the two others. A delighted smile spread across her delicate, egg-shaped face. "Sister Su, Sister Wan'er, I made it!"

"Congratulations, Junior Sister Nannan."

The two women offered their praises.

After sharing her joy with them, Lin Nannan finally turned her attention to Mo Tianxiao. After studying him carefully, a hint of surprise flickered in her eyes, and the next moment, she lunged forward and shouted:

"Brother Mo!"

Mo Tianxiao caught Lin Nannan instinctively, looking at the once little sprout who was now fully grown, and a wave of emotions washed over him.

That adorable little girl had finally turned into a beautiful woman...

"Little Girl, congratulations."

Mo Tianxiao reached out and ruffled Lin Nannan's hair, his gaze tender and affectionate.

"Hehe, it's all thanks to Big Brother!"

Back then, if Brother Mo hadn't brought her into the immortal sect and she hadn't coincidentally become the disciple of her master, how could she have achieved all she had today?

"That doesn't have much to do with me. If it were you, Nannan, you would have become amazing no matter where you were."

Mo Tianxiao didn't take credit. He was merely someone with an eye for hidden gems; as for the carving and polishing, that was her own doing.

"Alright, alright," Su Muxue cut in, pulling Lin Nannan out of Mo Tianxiao's arms. She scolded, "Nannan, you're an adult now. You can't act like a child anymore. Don't you understand the principle of keeping distance between men and women?"

Nangong Wan nodded in agreement from the side—this time, she stood with Su Muxue.

Men and women did need to maintain some distance, especially when it came to other women and Senior Brother.

"What do you mean? Brother Mo isn't a bad person—he's my brother. My father said I should treat Brother Mo like family," Lin Nannan protested, shaking off Su Muxue's hand. She stood close to Mo Tianxiao, unceremoniously grabbing his arm and pouting slightly. "Could it be that Sister Su is jealous? Do you want to cuddle with Big Brother too?"

"You!"

Su Muxue's face blushed to her ears, fire almost leaping to her forehead.

Seeing this, Mo Tianxiao burst out laughing. "I never pegged you to be jealous of me."

His teasing added fuel to the fire, nearly choking Su Muxue with frustration.

"Hmph! Mo Tianxiao, remember this—don't even think about making a move on Nannan. She’s the chosen heir of my sister, the future palace master of the Yaochi Heavenly Palace."

"What kind of talk is that? Nannan is my little sister. Why would I make a move on her? What's going on in that head of yours?"

Mo Tianxiao shot Su Muxue a look of disgust, then waved his hand and pulled a set of banner flags from his spatial ring, handing them to Lin Nannan. "Little Girl, this is the saint-grade formation 'Absolute Spirit Kill Array'—a gift for you."

"Once you refine it, the detailed instructions for use will be clear. Keep it for self-defense."

"Thank you, Big Brother!"

"Mwah~"

In her excitement, Lin Nannan gave Mo Tianxiao a loud kiss on the cheek, making Nangong Wan and Su Muxue clench their fists so hard they nearly dragged Lin Nannan off for a one-on-one training session.

But considering she had just broken through, they decided to let her off the hook for now.

After chatting with the three for a while, Mo Tianxiao found an excuse to leave, feeling that if he stayed longer, a fight might break out among them.

Having just taken on the position of sect leader, he still needed to get used to his new identity.

Fortunately, the Demon Sect had a well-established management system, and his master was usually a hands-off leader, so there wasn't much work for him to do.

Still, the authority that came with being sect leader was evidently greater than when he was the senior disciple. Back then, he could only squeeze villain value points out of the disciples; now, he could openly extract them from the elders as well.

The villain value points within the Demon Sect still had untapped potential.

With only twenty years left, it was impossible to earn enough villain value points to break through to the Saint King realm, but he could work on other aspects.

He had already reached the saint realm, which allowed him to refine more saint-grade pills, talismans, and formations.

Twenty years could give him time to prepare plenty of resources.

Fifteen peaceful years passed by in a flash. During that time, aside from crafting powerful saint-grade talismans and formations, Mo Tianxiao spent his energy devising ways to squeeze villain value points out of the Demon Sect disciples.

Fortunately, Li Yu had secretly trained many geniuses for Mo Tianxiao, making his various unorthodox schemes run smoothly. After fifteen years of effort, combined with the remaining one million-plus villain value points, he was finally able to raise his forging proficiency to the saint grade.

As expected, the sect was only good for milking basic value; plucking points from righteous cultivators was far faster and more rewarding.

After becoming a saint-grade artifact forger, Mo Tianxiao set to work forging saint-grade swords. Besides the twelve swords needed for the Annihilation Sword Array, he aimed to craft as many saint-grade artifacts as possible, hoping to equip every Demon Sect member above the tribulation crossing realm with one to prepare for the unknown calamity ahead.

The elders, upon learning of Mo Tianxiao's plan, gave him their full support. Su Muyao even emptied the reserves of the Yaochi Heavenly Palace, leaving Mo Tianxiao working like a mule on overdrive, forging saint-grade artifacts at breakneck speed.

The resources needed to craft a single saint-grade artifact were no less than those required to cultivate a saint-level expert. Even with the backing of two top-tier powers and Mo Tianxiao's own abundant resources, they barely managed to produce several dozen such artifacts.

Due to the varying properties of the materials, the forged saint artifacts were wildly diverse.

Mo Tianxiao took eleven out of the twelve saint-grade swords, while the remaining artifacts were distributed among the high-ranking members of the Demon Sect and the Yaochi Heavenly Palace for self-allocation.

Eleven saint swords, plus his own Nine Tribulations Saint Sword, made a total of twelve, fully unlocking the Annihilation Sword Array's power. Once this sword array was deployed, except for quasi-emperor experts, Mo Tianxiao believed no one else could threaten his life.

The only thing that puzzled him slightly was that his Nine Tribulations Saint Sword seemed to be acting up—the final seal on it refused to open, no matter what he tried.

Even though this sword's power was already comparable to a top-tier holy artifact, he always felt that something was missing without unlocking the final seal.

"Forget it, I'll go ask my master."

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