But if she gave up this opportunity, everyone would die, including herself, the people of the Feng household, and all living beings on this island and in the surrounding seas.

Life was truly precious. One had to be alive first before anything else mattered.

At this moment, the sound of wind and thunder appeared in the sky, with lightning in the dark clouds growing increasingly dense. The light was so bright that even the cloud formation couldn’t conceal it, and each flash illuminated the space between heaven and earth with a vast expanse of gray.

Anyone could see at a glance that a great killing move was brewing there.

Heaven was preparing to deliver a fatal blow, with the ship at the edge of the horizon serving as a warning.

As a flash of lightning passed, the Crab Spirit heard the young woman say: “If you don’t want to be struck until your soul scatters, give me the Heavenly Book.”

With annihilation imminent, the Crab Spirit couldn’t be bothered to attack her, and merely asked: “Why?”

Her answer was concise: “I carry the orthodox bloodline of the An Xia royal family.”

“What…” the Crab Spirit changed color dramatically.

This was a true change in color, its soul form shifting from pale blue directly to bright red as if boiled in water. Even when the Merfolk King had killed Princess Changle, its spirit hadn’t been so stirred.

But two thunderclaps exploded directly overhead, stifling any further words.

The heavenly punishment was getting closer and closer.

As a soul form, its power had been completely suppressed by the thunder’s majesty, barely able to use two-tenths of its abilities out of ten. If it weren’t for the fact that there was no saliva after death, it would have swallowed several mouthfuls by now.

“How is this possible…” What kind of coincidence could this be, that on a lonely island in the vast sea, a second person with the An Xia royal bloodline would appear! The Crab Spirit’s first reaction was disbelief.

Feng Miaojun spoke quickly and urgently: “You’re just waiting for death anyway! Why not take a chance? You won’t lose anything by trying.”

Indeed, either way, the result would be extinction, the outcome wouldn’t change. What did it matter if she was a stranger with an unknown background? They were all facing death, and this young woman wouldn’t be trifling with it for no reason.

Even if, taking a step back, she had ulterior motives later, the Crab Spirit had no choice but to swallow this bitter fruit now.

First, one had to survive to consider “later.” If she didn’t succeed, what difference was there between the Heavenly Book under its bottom and waste paper?

The Crab Spirit, being an old ghost of many years, had clearer thoughts than others. It made a quick decision and tossed the Heavenly Book back to her.

Feng Miaojun lowered her head to search for brush and ink. These two items had been affected by the energy gales during the battle between the two powerful fighters and had been blown who knows where.

She searched for quite a while before finding a bit of ink made from the Manman Bird’s blood. Something rolled to her feet—it was the whiteboard that had found the fine brush and pushed it over to her.

Next came re-dipping the brush in ink.

Watching the ball of lightning in the sky grow brighter and brighter, almost burning one’s eyes, with the dark clouds in the vortex spreading apart—seeing that diameter, those dimensions—the Crab Spirit knew heavenly punishment would arrive in an instant, and it would have no chance of survival when struck. It couldn’t help but urge: “Hurry, hurry!”

Just moments ago, it had reluctantly prepared itself for death, but now with a glimmer of hope suddenly appearing, the fear of being reduced to ashes immediately took over.

If it died like this, it would surely be the most wronged demi-god in history.

It used its soul power to rapidly unfurl the Heavenly Book, pressing the final frame directly before her: “Sign and seal the bottom left corner, quickly!”

With the brush tip fully saturated with blood ink, Feng Miaojun’s hand moved like a flying dragon and swimming snake, swiftly inscribing her name and date in the bottom left corner of the scroll.

The Crab Spirit watched the entire process with wide eyes, and now exclaimed in surprise: “Eh? Eh? You!”

Although each written character disappeared, how could the Crab Spirit, with its exceptional eyesight, fail to recognize the four characters for “Princess Changle” in that line?

She dared to usurp Princess Changle’s title, truly unafraid of heaven’s lightning!

Wasn’t Princess Changle lying on the ground right beside her?

The Crab Spirit hadn’t forgotten her earlier words: she carried the An Xia royal bloodline!

That is to say, she was also an heir of the An Xia royal family, another princess?

But could two princesses share the same title? The Crab Spirit was confused. Perhaps it had slept too long at the bottom of the sea and didn’t know that the rules of the human world had changed.

Feng Miaojun had no time to care about its confusion. She took out the Star Sky Awl, cut her palm, covered the treasure seal with fresh blood, and was about to stamp it on the blank Heavenly Book.

Ouch, self-harm hurt!

Just at this moment, a great shout came from not far away: “What are you doing!”

It was Fu Lingchuan and the other who had rushed back, and upon seeing this scene, they were dumbfounded. Both had been fighting to the death, convinced they were doomed. Fu Lingchuan now had disheveled clothes and hair, a flushed face, with shoulder and ribs stained with blood on his heavy garment. The usually elegant young master now appeared utterly bedraggled.

“Trying to save your life,” Feng Miaojun smiled sweetly at him, “Cousin.”

At that moment, the clouds directly above the four of them parted, erupting with a tremendous sound that made the entire Spiral Float Island tremble under heaven’s might. Standing halfway up the mountain, they could feel tiny electric currents crackling all around their bodies.

The Merfolk King and Fu Lingchuan, despite their profound mental strength, were now ashen-faced under the pressure of heaven’s authority.

By this point, the Merfolk King no longer harbored any doubt about Fu Lingchuan’s earlier words.

Heavenly punishment was truly about to descend!

He and the merfolk race were doomed!

The Crab Spirit, throwing caution to the wind, shouted until its voice was hoarse: “Stamp it, quickly!”

It could already see a radiant light forming in the middle of the dark clouds, about to strike vertically downward in an instant.

That diameter was even thicker and longer than the lightning pillar that had struck the ship earlier, clearly showing that its power was on an entirely different level.

If it hit, everyone here would be finished!

Amid the thunderous roar, Feng Miaojun temporarily lost her hearing and couldn’t hear the Crab Spirit’s words at all. But of course, she wouldn’t miss the celestial phenomenon above. At this moment, she remained calm and composed, her slender hand showing not the slightest tremor as she firmly pressed the treasure seal onto the Heavenly Book.

Just one second before the heavenly punishment descended!

She gently lifted the jade seal, leaving a perfectly square blood-red imprint at the end of the scroll, clear and unmistakable.

And in that instant, all thirty-six thousand words suddenly appeared on the Heavenly Book, not missing a single character, all glowing with a crimson light!

The four people present had their gazes fixed on it, unable to look away.

Fu Lingchuan, in disbelief, with a trembling voice: “It worked, it worked!” Only when the seal’s imprint took effect would the words written on the Heavenly Book reappear, truly becoming a prayer offered to heaven!

This meant that the fresh blood used to make the seal’s imprint was effective—truly the most orthodox blood of the An Xia royal family!

And at the moment the prayer took effect, the electric light in the dark clouds suddenly disappeared.

It had arrived with tremendous momentum but departed like a vanishing antelope’s horn, gone in an instant, leaving not the slightest trace. Only a long tornado descended, and the strong wind carried the Heavenly Book from the blue stone platform up into midair, quickly disappearing into the cloud layer.

Princess Changle had submitted all the required materials for the heaven-offering ritual on time and according to regulations, so the heavenly punishment was canceled.

Standing halfway up the mountain, everyone could only see the red light shining through the clouds—the lingering radiance of the prayer in the Heavenly Book.

The New Xia Kingdom’s request for the divine object “Spiral Float” as its national Imperial Artifact had, at this point, been completed with proper ceremony!