Limitless Ascension: Strength Amid Adversity – Chapter 574

Rosa: “……”

“Bro, are you trying to comfort me?”

“Honestly, there’s no need!”

“Get off my head, don’t touch it! If you do, I won’t grow tall!” Rosa finally caught on and smacked away the big hand on her head, glaring with wide eyes and huffing.

“Ahem,”

Luo Yan coughed to hide his embarrassment, secretly muttering, “As if not touching your head will somehow make you grow.”

His sister was smart, sure, but when it came to growing up, she was lagging. After all these years, she was still stuck at 1.5 meters tall—super petite, a total oddball among the Asura Clan.

You see, Asura Clan females typically averaged around 1.7 to 1.8 meters tall, while the males were at least 1.9, with plenty of them breaking the two-meter mark.

So, his sister’s height was honestly a rarity in the clan!

Luckily, since being strong was valued in the Asura Clan, and she was a princess, her stature didn’t lead to discrimination like it would for a commoner. Otherwise, she’d be hitting walls in every aspect!

“Did you hear that? No more touching my head or I’ll really get mad!” Rosa warned, puffing up like a little balloon.

Her height had always been a sore spot. She thought she’d shoot up in height as her cultivation level progressed, but here she was, still at 1.5 meters even at the Immortal Emperor level!

Over time, it turned into an obsession—she didn’t like any tall people touching her head, not even those closest to her.

Even her personality took a hit; she became increasingly bratty to cover up her deep-seated insecurities.

Whenever she saw those taller folks treating her with respect, sometimes tinged with fear, Rosa felt a sense of pride and satisfaction!

“Alright, alright, I won’t touch it,”

Luo Yan said with a wry smile.

Even though he found her angry self adorable, he decided not to tease her anymore, lest she ran off to complain to their dad…

After all, in the Piro Sacred Kingdom, he feared nothing—except for their dad!

“Now that you mention it, this Ye Tian Emperor you’re talking about must be one incredible fellow, but too bad he’s born in that backward Immortal Realm. His future achievements are bound to be limited, especially if he’s opposing our Asura Clan. His end might be pretty grim.”

Luo Yan’s eyes flashed with a sneer.

All beings in the Nine Nether Realm understood the relationship between the Immortal Realm and Kunlun Realm. The Nine Nether felt so sour about it mainly because they wanted to avenge their past humiliation, after all, the fall of the Nine Nether Allied Forces was heavily tied to their main founder Liu Huangshu.

There had been numerous conflicts between the two sides, but as time passed, the overall strength of the Nine Nether had far surpassed that of the Immortal Realm; sending a few Saint-level Experts was enough to crush it.

But things weren’t that simple.

According to inside scoop, the Nine Nether had long ago deployed multiple Saints to wipe out the Immortal Realm.

Who would’ve thought the Divine Court’s Saint-level Experts would show up to intercept, declaring that they wouldn’t allow anyone above the Immortal Emperor level to mess with the Immortal Realm, or they’d immediately step in and retaliate!

The Saints of Nine Nether weren’t about to back down, leading to a fierce brawl that shook the stars, with divine blood spilled and cosmic forces rattled.

To prevent things from escalating further, the Nine Nether had to give way on this issue.

It was clear to everyone that the Divine Court was just trying to annoy the Nine Nether, not letting them settle the score from back in the day.

To put it plainly, they were just messing with their heads!

Weighing the pros and cons, the Nine Nether had no choice but to follow the rules.

But then again…

Attacking the Immortal Realm turned out to be tougher than expected, primarily due to Liu Huangshu, this so-called “pseudo Formation Sage,” holding the fort.

There were several occasions when they had a chance to wipe out the Immortal Realm, but the other side always managed to turn their fortunes around with some masterful formations.

Soon enough, the Immortal Realm became like a whetstone for the Nine Nether, a place where the younger generation of Cultivators could hone their skills.

In the starry battlefield, if they killed a Cultivator guarding the Immortal Realm, they would earn points to exchange for various medicinal pills and martial arts techniques.

Cultivators from the Nine Nether Realm referred to those from the Immortal Realm as “natives” while those from the Immortal Realm called the Nine Nether folks “outworld demons.”

Even with the Divine Court meddling, Luo Yan didn’t expect that Ye Tian Emperor would end up with a good fate.

After all, his father, owing to the insult his little sister suffered, had already decided to tear the mask off, and was currently convening a council of the ten clans, proposing to violate the Divine Court’s regulations and send Saint-level Cultivators to flatten the Immortal Realm!

By then, no matter how talented that Ye Tian Emperor was, he wouldn’t stand a chance against the power of a Saint!

“Serves him right! People like him are just asking for it! How dare he mess with this princess!”

Rosa slammed the table, grinding her teeth.

But the sudden movement caused a sharp pain in her stomach, and she winced, her little face turning pale as if she was about to cry.

“That Ye guy, I hate you…”

Meanwhile…

In the starry sky of the Nine Nether Realm, a massive black divine hall lay quietly suspended, surrounded by vast rivers of stars, with countless celestial bodies whirling around it, pulled by an unfathomable force.

From afar, the scene was utterly breathtaking!

Strangely enough, this grand black divine hall had no guards around it, yet not a single being dared to step inside, choosing to keep their distance.

Because this was a well-known forbidden zone, signifying the decision-makers of the Nine Nether’s ten clans!

Inside the Great Hall, an ancient and heavy aura lingered.

Around it were ten mirrors flickering with peculiar light.

In the mirrors, different figures manifested; even through the glass, one could feel the overwhelming aura radiating from them, distorting the very space within the hall into rippling waves.

This was the council of the ten clans!

Present among them were the clan leaders of the Nine Nether’s ten clans!

Notably, every time this council convened, it could significantly influence the future direction of the Nine Nether Realm.

At the top mirror, a towering figure robed in imperial garments sat, surrounded by boundless Saint Aura, exuding an unmatched authority as if he ruled over all life.

That was Luo Wuliang, the ruler of the Piro Sacred Kingdom and the current clan leader of the Asura Clan.

Luo Wuliang wore a holy crown, his face marred with jagged scars, and his long black hair flowed like a waterfall down to his waist, radiating a primal wildness, with piercing eyes that seemed to cut through the soul.

The atmosphere in the hall was heavy and somber.

The other nine clan leaders exchanged glances, a hint of displeasure showing on their faces.

“Are you all against my proposal?” Luo Wuliang’s voice was deep, reverberating like heavenly thunder.

“Clan Leader Luo, you can’t risk our Nine Nether Realm’s safety over the little princess’s issue. Following your proposal will only escalate our tension with the Divine Court, leading to conflicts among the Saints.” The Yaksha Clan leader spoke up, clearly apprehensive.