Yuxu Sect.
Ye Chuan had stayed at the Yuxu Sect without leaving, at most occasionally logging off to grab a meal.
Having absorbed the soul essence of a Tribulation Transcendence realm expert, the timing for his breakthrough to the Mahayana realm was completely ripe.
"It is time to break through," Ye Chuan muttered, sweeping a glance over his interface.
[Breakthrough conditions met—]
[Breakthrough Target: Mahayana Realm]
[Materials required for breakthrough: Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Liquid (0/1), Nine Tribulations Nirvana Grass (0/1), Purple Mansion Profound Heart Fruit (0/1), Heart Crystal (0/1), Dao Rhythm Stone (0/1)...
Reward: All divine ability attributes increased.]
Ye Chuan stared at the materials on the panel, lost in thought.
Why had he never seen any of these things before?
Weren't they a bit too rare?
Following that, Ye Chuan began searching through the storage bags of the cultivators from the Wutong Holy Land. Inside were piles of magical treasures and spirit stones. Ye Chuan did not care much for the treasures, as the ones he refined himself were better, but as for the spirit stones, the more the merrier.
Ultimately, he actually managed to dig out quite a few good things from Elder Chiyan's storage bag, including some of his breakthrough materials.
Worthy of being a big shot in the Tribulation Transcendence realm, not bad at all.
"As for the rest..." Ye Chuan knew a good place to ask.
He pushed open the door.
"Grandmaster, have you rested well?" Ji Lingxuan greeted him upon seeing him appear.
The Holy Son's attire today... Ye Chuan did not know if it was just his imagination, but it was not as gender-neutral as before. Dressed in a moon-white robe, she looked much more like a woman.
"Yes. Holy Son... I need to ask you something." Ye Chuan roughly listed the materials he needed.
"I need to break through my realm, but I am not very familiar with these spiritual items. I wanted to ask the Holy Son, does the Taichu Holy Land have these things?"
Hearing this, Ji Lingxuan thought carefully for a moment before speaking slowly, "My Taichu Holy Land can actually produce the majority of the materials you want."
She paused. "As for the rest, I will need to go and ask around."
Elder Ling, who was standing to the side, added, "Rest assured, Grandmaster, I will also go look for these materials."
Ji Lingxuan smiled faintly, her eyes full of sincerity as she looked at Ye Chuan. "You can put your mind at ease regarding the materials. Leave it to me, you just need to relax."
Ye Chuan's heart stirred slightly. He cupped his hands slightly toward Ji Lingxuan. "Thank you for your trouble, Holy Son. I will remember this favor."
What a good person.
I will never call you a sucker again.
She is practically a sugar mommy.
...
Ye Chuan originally thought that even with Ji Lingxuan making arrangements with all her might, it would at least take some time.
But just three days later, as the sky was barely beginning to brighten, Ji Lingxuan personally rushed to the Yuxu Sect carrying a glowing, carved jade box.
The jade box was crafted from ten-thousand-year warm jade. It was surrounded by rich spiritual energy and engraved with array formations to prevent the spiritual energy from leaking out, clearly meant for storing supreme treasures.
"Grandmaster, everything is ready." Ji Lingxuan handed the jade box to him.
"All the materials you need have been gathered, and every single one is of high grade or above. The Nine Tribulations Nirvana Grass and Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Liquid are even of supreme grade."
So fast?!
Ye Chuan took the jade box and slowly opened it.
In an instant, five entirely different streams of spiritual light burst forth from the jade box, illuminating the entire main hall.
Ye Chuan checked the information on them; the quality was indeed extraordinary.
Good stuff.
"Supreme quality. Thank you, Holy Son." Ye Chuan's eyes lit up. Obviously, Ji Lingxuan had utilized the foundation of the Taichu Holy Land. This sincerity was not to be underestimated.
"Grandmaster, there is no need to be polite with me," Ji Lingxuan waved her hand.
Ye Chuan said, "Just call me Ye Chuan."
Ye Chuan...
Ji Lingxuan's heart stirred. Did this mean the other party had acknowledged her?
"There is one more thing."
"Tell me, Ye Chuan."
"I want to find a good location suitable for secluded cultivation."
A good location?
"That is easy." Ji Lingxuan smiled, having thought Ye Chuan was going to make some difficult request.
"The one thing the Taichu Holy Land does not lack is good locations for secluded cultivation. Ye Chuan, come back to the Taichu Holy Land with me."
Ye Chuan did not decline and immediately nodded. "Alright, let us set off now."
Afterward, Ye Chuan and Ji Lingxuan rode the Taichu Holy Land's flying ship together, speeding toward the Taichu Holy Land.
Soon, the flying ship arrived at the core area of the Taichu Holy Land, and a platform towering into the clouds impressively appeared before everyone's eyes.
This platform was a thousand zhang tall and entirely dark black. Its surface was covered with dense ancient array formations, within which faint golden spiritual light flowed. The base was surrounded by a spirit-gathering array, and countless streams of spiritual energy poured continuously into the platform like rivers.
Multiple defensive arrays were set up around it, layered upon each other, making it impregnable. It was built specifically by the Taichu Holy Land for cultivators to break through. For thousands of years, countless disciples of the Holy Land had safely broken through here without a single mishap.
"This is our Taichu Holy Land's Tribulation Platform. You can safely break through here. We will stand guard around the perimeter and will not let anyone disturb you."
Ji Lingxuan said, before retreating into the guardian array on the outskirts of the Tribulation Platform herself.
"Thank you, Holy Son!" Ye Chuan leaped up, landing right in the center of the Tribulation Platform and sitting cross-legged.
"Let us begin."
[Breaking through to the Mahayana Realm—]
The moment the system prompt sounded, the heavens and earth drastically changed!
Above the Taichu Holy Land, the originally clear and boundless sky was instantly and completely shrouded by dark, oppressive Chaos Thunder Clouds. The clouds churned with lightning and thunder, and a terrifying pressure poured down from the highest heavens, enveloping the entire Taichu Holy Land!
It was not the ordinary azure thunder tribulation, but a Chaos Divine Tribulation as black as ink!
Within the thunder clouds, pitch-black thunder dragons hundreds of zhang thick rolled and roared. Wherever the arcs of lightning passed, space was directly torn apart into pitch-black rifts. The apocalyptic aura caused the spiritual energy of the entire Taichu Holy Land to solidify!
"Rumble—!!!"
The first wave of the thunder tribulation crashed down. It was not just a single bolt, but hundreds and thousands of chaotic thunder pillars, smashing down mercilessly toward Ye Chuan on the Tribulation Platform like the collapse of heaven itself!
Wherever the thunder tribulation passed, the void collapsed and fierce winds howled. Even the grand sect-defending array that had protected the Taichu Holy Land for tens of thousands of years trembled violently under the pressure of this thunder tribulation, its spiritual light dimming!
The entire Taichu Holy Land completely exploded into an uproar!
"Heavens! What kind of thunder tribulation is this?! How could a thunder tribulation for breaking through to the Mahayana realm be this terrifying?!"
"This is the Chaos Thunder Tribulation! Legend has it that only when heaven-defying geniuses from the upper realms descend to the mortal world would they attract such a world-defying thunder tribulation! How could a mere Mahayana breakthrough trigger this kind of tribulation power?!"
"Too terrifying! The power of this thunder tribulation is more than ten times stronger than the thunder tribulation our elders faced when breaking through to the Tribulation Transcendence realm!"
Ji Lingxuan and the two Tribulation Transcendence realm elders stood in the distance, thoroughly dumbfounded as they watched the apocalyptic Chaos Thunder Tribulation in the sky.
Elder Ling's body trembled as he cried out in shock, "Is... is this really a Mahayana realm thunder tribulation? I have lived for five thousand years and have never seen such heaven-defying tribulation power! Just what kind of physique does Mr. Ye have to actually attract such a divine tribulation!"
Elder Zhao was also full of horror. "An ordinary cultivator would have their soul completely extinguished just taking a single bolt! This thunder tribulation is enough to instantly kill an ordinary early-stage Tribulation Transcendence realm almighty expert!"

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