Oh no, I accidentally cultivated three spiritual roots and became an empress!

Chapter 197 Zhong Lingxin will also face her future cultivation journey alone.

Immortal Heavenly Dao: You still don't want to care about me.

Zhong Lingxin: As I've already said, this is a complex systemic project. I have no resources at my disposal, no information to learn how to protect it, and no successors to train. I truly cannot be this guardian. However, you can point me in the right direction. I'll help you find the Long family, or any family you deem capable of being guardians. I'll help them grow and protect you.

Celestial Spirit: You know it's not easy to be a guardian; I've been searching for millions of years. I don't care, I want you to be my guardian.

Zhong Lingxin: I don't have that ability, I really can't protect you. You should have news of the Long family, right? Why don't I help the Long family protect you?

Immortal Spirit Heavenly Dao: The Dragon Clan, they've long forgotten their responsibilities. I don't care, I finally chose you, you have to protect me. How can you be so heartless, woman? For millions of years I've lived without a protector, I've lived in constant fear, my life has been so hard, sob ...

Zhong Lingxin: ...I don't have that kind of power, so I can't agree to this.

The Celestial Dao was still rambling on about its millions of years of hardship...

Zhong Lingxin, having lost track of time, sternly stopped Xianling Tiandao's rambling: "Stop, stop, stop! Let's not argue, and don't feel wronged. I honestly don't have the ability to be this guardian. For now, I'm willing to help you, but you must find a guardian and train them properly."

After rambling on for a while, seeing that Zhong Lingxin could only concede to this point, he knew it was already the best outcome. He sullenly gave Zhong Lingxin an address: "This is the address of the Long family. Go and awaken them. They have a bloodline inheritance; once awakened, they will know what to do."

Okay, at least we've reached a consensus.

But the Celestial Dao was still extremely dissatisfied: Don't place too much faith in their heritage. Millions of years have passed, and not a single person has awakened it. The power of this heritage is growing weaker and weaker. The Dragon family... they've completely abandoned their sense of responsibility. The current Dragon family... sigh, let's not even talk about it. Go see for yourself. I'm leaving.

Zhong Lingxin: Don't rush off. If you want my help, you can't expect me to help you with just my meager Nascent Soul power. At least give me some treasures. And what are you planning to do with Dragon Island? Just let the cultivators of the Immortal Spirit Continent go there to search for treasures and train?

Celestial Spirit: What treasure do you want? The Celestial Spirit Token is in your hands; you can use my power to deal with everyone. Aren't you satisfied? I say, woman, you can't be too greedy. And Dragon Island—you have the Celestial Spirit Token, and you promised to help me temporarily, so of course you can do whatever you want with it.

Zhong Lingxin said she understood, but what if she just wanted to get some more good stuff?

Once this opportunity is gone, it's gone forever.

Zhong Chun called out from inside the Nine-Story Pagoda, "Xin Xin, I need a little bit of the Bodhi Tree, the Enlightenment Tea Tree, and the Nine-Grade Dao Lotus, the Purple Gold Lotus, the Chaos Green Lotus, the Nine Yang Fruit, the Immortal Grass, and the Resurrection Grass. Also, the Jade Marrow Essence—didn't you want to repair your brother's dantian? You need a piece of that too. The second floor is open; I went to see it. It's big enough to plant a whole lot of land."

Upon hearing this, Zhong Lingxin chuckled. It had to be Zhong Chun; she knew so much about good stuff. She immediately rattled off all the ninth-grade spiritual herbs that Zhong Chun had mentioned.

The Celestial Dao had no shortage of these things, but the fact that he took out so many at once made him a little uncomfortable: "You woman, how can you be so greedy? You only want ninth-grade treasures. Fine, fine, I know you have a space where you can grow these treasures. But since you've obtained my treasures, you must protect me well."

Zhong Lingxin nodded vigorously: Absolutely. For the sake of these treasures, I will definitely protect you well and train guardians for you.

The Celestial Dao threw a storage ring to Zhong Lingxin.

He suddenly felt extremely uncomfortable. He had thought this person was not greedy, but it turned out he was greedier than anyone else. He hadn't even taken office yet, and he had already asked for a bunch of precious treasures. The Bodhi tree, the Enlightenment Tea tree, the Purple-Gold Lotus, the Chaos Green Lotus—he didn't have many of them.

Zhong Lingxin threw the storage ring into the Nine-Story Pagoda and waved to the Immortal Spirit Heavenly Dao: Goodbye! Don't worry, I will do my best to maintain the operation of the Immortal Spirit Great Dao and cultivate guardians for you.

Once they got the benefits, even their way of addressing each other changed, now they were all addressed as "you" (formal).

The celestial spirit, feeling melancholy, sent down a gentle rain and departed, burdened with worries.

The Qingyun Sect cultivators, who had been eagerly awaiting the rain, finally beamed with joy as they held large basins and small bowls, happily receiving the sweet dew.

Zhong Lingxin quickly healed all her injuries and returned to Qingyang Cave.

She didn't dare tell her master about the guardians, only saying that the Heavenly Dao asked her why she wanted to cultivate immortality.

Qingyang Venerable Saint did not ask any further questions, only urging her to quickly go into seclusion to stabilize her cultivation.

The time the master and apprentice had left to spend together was running out.

Qingyang Venerable Saint still has much cultivation knowledge to impart to her.

For the next few decades, Zhong Lingxin spent most of her time in Qingyang Cave, talking with her master and listening to his teachings. She also gave her master a sapling each from the Enlightenment Tea Tree and the Bodhi Tree.

Uncle Xuanyuan had used those decades to gather a lot of information about the dragons, and he gave all of this information to Zhong Lingxin, telling her that she could visit them when she had time. He had already informed all the dragons, and Zhong Lingxin could simply give him her name to go.

Time flies, and it was time for Venerable Qingyang to ascend.

In the span of a hundred years, the Immortal Spirit Continent first saw the ascension of Yu Wuqing, and now it is Qingyang Venerable Saint.

This greatly pleased the cultivators of the Immortal Spirit Continent, who believed it was due to the continent's spiritual energy returning and its fortune increasing.

Without saying much, Venerable Qingyang silently passed the tribulation. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he took Xuan Yuan and rode the beam of ascension, slowly disappearing into the sky above the Immortal Spirit Continent.

Zhong Lingxin felt a void in her heart.

These decades have passed too quickly. She felt like she hadn't even had a few words with her master and Uncle Xuanyuan before they left.

Sect Master Lu Linchen and Heavenly Lord Yu Letian accompanied Zhong Lingxin back to Qingyang Cave.

For a moment, neither of them knew what to say to Zhong Lingxin.

Zhong Lingxin smiled and took away what should be taken from her master's cave, leaving what shouldn't be taken for the next resident.

Zhong Lingxin slowly surveyed the entire Qingyang Cave, carefully noting down every blade of grass and every tree.

Sect Leader Lu and Hall Master Yu both glanced at Zhong Lingxin with mixed feelings, telling her to come to them if she needed anything, and that they would do their best to help.

Zhong Lingxin thanked Sect Leader Lu and Hall Master Yu, removed the plaque of Qingyang Cave as a souvenir, and handed the token for opening the cave to Hall Master Yu.

Qingyang Cave has completely ceased to exist within the Qingyun Sect.

Zhong Lingxin will face her future cultivation journey alone.