The Celestial Sound Saintess had said that anything could be chosen, and naturally, she wouldn’t go back on her word. However, if Xia Feng’s abilities were insufficient and he couldn’t seize the opportunity, that had little to do with her.

The thunderclouds in her palm continued to roll; though they were clouds and mist, from time to time, lightning flickered within, looking particularly terrifying.

The Celestial Sound Saintess poked at the clouds in her palm with her fingertip, then raised her head to look at Xia Feng.

"I can give you one more chance to reconsider. In this entire Secret Realm, there are so many treasures; I can even manage one or two inheritances for you. Are you sure you want to choose just this one thing?"

As she spoke, the clouds in her palm flashed continuously as if in threat, the Great Dao of Thunder and Lightning within it spreading relentlessly.

Xia Feng found it somewhat amusing. Although the Celestial Sound Saintess had more spiritual wisdom and thinking ability than the Celestial Sound Beast, she was overall straightforward like a ten-year-old child, utterly oblivious to the complexity of human nature.

She wanted to scare Xia Feng into giving up the thundercloud and choosing the inheritance, not knowing that it wouldn’t matter whether Xia Feng or Qi Wan’Er took the inheritance.

He stepped forward and poked at the clouds with his fingertip, tiny sparks of lightning spreading along his finger.

The Celestial Sound Saintess was startled, instinctively wanting to control the clouds to stop attacking, only to stare in astonishment as she realized the lightning landed on Xia Feng’s fingertip, not even breaking through his basic defense.

Xia Feng even felt the lightning tingling slightly at his fingertips, rather pleasantly.

However, he didn’t intend to drag it out any longer; who knows if the Celestial Sound Saintess might suddenly change her mind and put the thundercloud back.

If the thundercloud remained at the top of the Celestial Sound Mountain, Xia Feng, who had already given up the inheritance, might truly have no way of reaching it.

Thinking of this, Xia Feng directly pinched the small cloud and stuffed it into his mouth.

The thundercloud instantly sensed danger and started frantically generating electricity in Xia Feng’s mouth, seemingly aware of its impending annihilation.

Xia Feng paid no heed to the sparks, not bothering to chew much, and swallowed the cloud down.

The Great Dao of Purple Thunder within him wildly surged, and previous bottlenecks that he hadn’t comprehended completely vanished with the flickering of a few sparks.

Seeing his aura rapidly rising after swallowing the thundercloud, the Celestial Sound Saintess seemed to have finally realized, her eyes suddenly widening dramatically.

"You... You ate the thundercloud directly?"

"How could you..."

She looked terrified, retreating a few steps, her face quickly overwhelmed with fear of Xia Feng.

Earlier, she was only somewhat afraid that the God-Burying Bell in Xia Feng’s hand would attack her; now, she began to worry if Xia Feng might decide to eat her as well.

After all, strictly speaking, her existence was no different from the thundercloud or Celestial Sound Elf.

If Xia Feng suddenly decided to catch and eat her, how would she oversee the future opening of the Secret Realm?

Her little actions naturally didn’t escape Xia Feng; guessing what she was thinking, Xia Feng couldn’t help but roll his eyes.

Who would gobble up a person like that!

Just as he was about to explain a couple of words, the Celestial Sound Mountain suddenly began to tremble, with plenty of rocks rolling down from the peak.

The Celestial Sound Saintess, as if seeing a lifeline, hastily explained, "It must be that little girl finishing her inheritance; I’ll go take a look."

After saying this, she disappeared on the spot as if being pursued.

Xia Feng, with a slightly expectant and helpless expression, looked towards the summit of the Celestial Sound Mountain.

Qi Wan’Er quickly flew down from the peak, looking a bit excited: "Husband, I’ve acquired the Celestial Sound Divine Emperor’s Cultivation Technique, and my cultivation has even advanced to the realm of a First Grade True God."

There was no sign of the Celestial Sound Saintess following her down; whether it was out of fear of Xia Feng or feeling there was no need to show up after the inheritance concluded was unknown.

However, Xia Feng paid no attention to these matters, extending a hand to catch Qi Wan’Er as she flew towards him, smiling as he praised, "Wan’Er, that’s great! But it seems the Secret Realm is about to close, so let’s hurry out first and then talk."

Ever since Wan’Er had completed her inheritance, the pulling force from the external world had been exerting itself on them, which they both had been ignoring, waiting to gather before exiting together.

Once they set foot firmly on the land of the Celestial Sound Divine Domain, the brilliance behind them gradually faded away. This iteration of the Celestial Sound Secret Realm came to an end, awaiting a thousand years of silence before reopening.

Qi Wan’Er looked rather sentimental towards that direction, "Speaking of which, the Celestial Sound Saintess is quite pitiful; who knows how long she’s existed within the Secret Realm, without anyone to talk to."

Xia Feng looked at Qi Wan’Er in astonishment, even tempted to probe whether her Sea of Consciousness still held her own Divine Soul.

Qi Wan’Er, seeing his expression, couldn’t help but burst out laughing, "Husband, you don’t know how cold the Celestial Sound Divine Emperor was, speaking so stiffly, as if bestowing..."

Xia Feng cleared his throat, cutting off Qi Wan’Er’s complaints and blocking the surrounding eavesdropping ears.

"Wan’Er, after all, that’s your family’s ancestor."

Qi Wan’Er detected the admonition in Xia Feng’s words, then looked around at the curious faces with ears perked, and silently closed her mouth.

Mo Rongying, with a complex expression, glanced at Xia Feng and Qi Wan’Er, puzzlingly asking, "How did you two come out alive?"

Back then, she had forfeited the third round to avoid that relentless scene, yet both of them emerged intact, and ultimately, it was Qi Wan’Er who received the inheritance; how was that possible?

Mo Rongying was well aware of Qi Wan’Er’s capabilities; without Xia Feng’s assistance, she couldn’t have survived the combined assault of those eighteen people alone.

But if Xia Feng intervened, how did he finally leave the Celestial Sound Platform?

Within a short moment, Mo Rongying’s mind had imagined Xia Feng demolishing the entire Celestial Sound Platform, eliminating the Celestial Sound Saintess, and forcibly passing the inheritance to Qi Wan’Er.

You couldn’t blame her for overthinking; indeed, Qi Wan’Er’s earlier statement about the Celestial Sound Saintess being quite pitiful had fueled many imaginations in the vicinity.

There were still quite a few who’ve seen the Celestial Sound Saintess, and her haughty, indifferent attitude was incongruent with the word ’pitiful’ in any way.

Still, they weren’t too concerned about this news, more interested in the messages embedded within Qi Wan’Er’s words.

"Goddess Wan’Er, did you receive the Divine Emperor’s inheritance?"

After this question was raised, even Mo Rongying looked nervously in Qi Wan’Er’s direction.

Qi Wan’Er glanced at Xia Feng, and seeing he had no intention to conceal it, nodded slightly.

"Yes, I was rather fortunate; after the three assessments, the Celestial Sound Saintess allowed me to accept the inheritance."