One advanced cultivator after another squeezed into the wind vortex domain of Chasing the Wind. The three silly kids retreated again and again until they reached the edge of the mist and could retreat no further.
Li Shiyin wiped the blood from her face and circulated her mystic arts, stepping forward with sword in hand, determined to fight to the death on the spot...
"Boom!"
Just then, a muffled thunder suddenly rumbled in the sky, giving everyone a fright. An aura of horror pressed down fiercely from the sky, causing everyone's knees and spines to involuntarily bend down.
They looked up to the sky and saw the wind and clouds morphing. Lead clouds swirled layer by layer, all converging towards the center of the ancient immortal relic site.
It was a frenzied wind, pitch-black clouds, thunder and lightning! The scene was horrifying.
"It's a tribulation cloud!" someone exclaimed. "It's the dao integration tribulation! The Devouring Demon Weeping Willow is starting its tribulation!"
Going back a few minutes, at the center of the valley in the ancient immortal relic site, Elder Ning was standing on a pure white cloud halfway up in the air, appreciating the scenery in the valley.
He had his arms crossed, watching the valley floor blanketed in white willow catkins, with countless willow branches dancing about wildly. There was blood splattered everywhere, and cultivators covered in willow catkins being bound up by the willow branches and rapidly withering away.
He watched those cultivators unleash inferior mystic arts, listened to their shouts of battle and death. His eyes did not fluctuate one bit, and even held traces of a smile.
"Fight, kill, die!" He urged in his heart. "You have to die before it's good, feed everything to the Devouring Demon Weeping Willow, so it can bear even more fruits of the dao!"
And it was at this moment of chaotic mystic arts, slashing willow branches, and cultivators' desperate roars...
"Crack!"
Suddenly, a blood-red thunderbolt split down from under White Bone Mountain at the base of the Devouring Demon Weeping Willow.
The might of this thunderbolt was not great. Most present were at the YuanYing stage, and could sense it was just an intense Gold Core tribulation.
However...
The problem was, they sensed the aura of a heavenly tribulation within that thunderbolt!
"A heavenly tribulation?" Someone shouted.
The valley instantly fell silent from the strike of that thunderbolt!
"A tribulation thunderbolt..." Someone confirmed.
"Roar!" Suddenly, an indistinguishable roar erupted in this valley, continuous and unending.
The echoing roar could be heard from anywhere in the valley, yet no one could pinpoint its exact location.
Until at some point, when the cultivators in the valley looked towards the violently shuddering giant willow at the center, they finally realized it was the Devouring Demon Weeping Willow painfully moaning.
This tree was screaming!
"Boom!" Thunder rumbled out of thin air in the sky, and a frenzied wind started blowing.
"Tribulation..."
"Lightning tribulation!"
"Heavenly tribulation!"
"The dao integration tribulation! The Devouring Demon Weeping Willow is going through its tribulation!"
Instantly, chaos ensued. More were fleeing, and more were dying!
All wanted to run towards the mist, no longer caring how frightening the Devouring Demon Weeping Willow's abilities were, no longer eyeing the fruits of dao it would birth. At this moment, the only thing they feared was the dao integration tribulation.
"It's early?" Elder Ning was stunned in place.
The tribulation already started? It's barely begun! The cultivators here haven't even finished dying, the living beings and spiritual qi of the entire Hengduan Mountain Range haven't been completely absorbed yet. How could the tribulation start already?!
"It's that tribulation thunderbolt!" He realized it was that tribulation thunderbolt that had forcibly linked with the heavens and earth, prematurely triggering the Devouring Demon Weeping Willow's dao integration tribulation.
Moreover, that blood-red tribulation thunderbolt looked familiar to him. It was an extremely peculiar thunderbolt.
"Qin Ran!" He gnashed his teeth, eyes full of anger.
Li Shiyin glanced up at the sky, then looked towards the cultivators who had invaded the domain. She did not care about any
dao integration tribulation, did not care about any Devouring Demon Weeping Willow. She only wanted to save Master, only wanted to find Master with these two little ones, then return to Dan Peak.
The mystic arts in her body continued circulating, the War Spirit Art fully activated, and the sword qi on her sword gradually rose...
A cultivator who had discovered the same method as Qin Ran to avoid the willow catkins wrapped his entire body in mud and rocks. Those mud and rocks were covered in willow catkins, making him look like a wild rock golem.
Seeing Li Shiyin's sword qi rise again, this cultivator did not cower at all. He charged straight at Li Shiyin.
"War Spirit Art!"
Li Shiyin activated the War Spirit Art and rushed to meet the rock golem head on. Her sword qi struck first. The rock golem evaded, then Li Shiyin ceased emitting sword qi. She received the rock golem's charge, imbued her sword with qi, and slashed down!
The two collided. Li Shiyin was sent flying by the rock golem's headbutt, nearly crashing out of Chasing the Wind's wind vortex domain.
"Ugh..." She spit out a mouthful of blood, lying slanted on the ground. After several attempts, she could not get back up. She only lifted her head to look at the rock golem, and saw that his entire left arm had been sliced off by her.
No expression could be seen on the rock golem, but his eyes held shock and anger. He could not believe his arm had been severed by a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator. He tried to stop the bleeding while retreating.
Chasing the Wind went forward warily against these people. Long Qiqi stretched out her tail to prop Li Shiyin up.
"Why fight so desperately? You might as well let us have this tiger," said a woman engulfed in Yin Wind Flames as she walked out and advised Li Shiyin.
Li Shiyin forcibly shook off Long Qiqi's tail and barely stood up.
She did not speak, but the sword qi on her Qingxing Sword was excited, answering on her behalf.
Chasing the Wind was already no different than her own family. Abandoning, betraying...
"Hmph..." Li Shiyin forced a laugh. She circulated her mystic arts and took the initiative to attack the woman with Yin Wind Flames.
"Never seen such a powerful Foundation Establishment cultivator!" The woman exclaimed.
She raised her hand and tossed a ball of fire, landing it right in the path Li Shiyin was attacking from.
In her judgement, Li Shiyin was currently on the brink of death. As long as she was burned by these Yin Wind Flames, death was certain!
Unfortunately, Li Shiyin currently had no strength to evade this fireball.
"What a pity!" she lamented for Li Shiyin.
"Mu Ran!"
However, right at this moment, Li Shiyin suddenly shouted sternly. Her body was instantly filled with a galaxy circulating, transforming into a sword right in front of the Yin Wind Flames woman when she looked closely.
"Nascent Soul sword?" She cried out in shock.
The Mu Ran sword thrusted forward once, splitting the Yin Wind Flame in half, then continued stabbing towards the woman without the slightest pause.
The woman reacted in time, slapping out a palm to smack away the incoming Mu Ran Sword.
But at the same time, Li Shiyin had already arrived before her with sword in hand...
The swordpoint being the swordswoman herself, in an instant, she stabbed right through the chest!
The next moment, the Yin Wind Flames extinguished!
Behind the woman, Li Shiyin emerged with sword in hand. Finally, she could no longer support herself and collapsed to the ground. Her hand could no longer grip the Qingxing Sword either, dropping it to the ground. The Mu Ran Sword automatically flew back and planted itself by her side.
She recalled her Master's teachings, Master said the sword was a swordsman's life. If the sword was lost, the swordsman would die too.
She always remembered Master's words, always gripped her sword tightly.
Yet now, she could not hold on anymore.
"Am I going to die?" Li Shiyin saw the sky full of white willow catkins outside the domain, thinking to herself.
Master said
people were destined to die once. If she died then she died. It was just that Li Shiyin felt regretful she still had not found the elixir of immortality, and had not...
"Father, Mother, Brother, I won't get to see you again. Or Master too."
The figures of her Father, Mother and Brother appeared clearly in her mind. Then Master's figure joined them, with Master living harmoniously together with her Father and the rest. There was also Chasing the Wind and Long Qiqi.
She heard people say that one's life would clearly flash through the mind before death. At this moment, it seemed Li Shiyin was seeing it happen.
She saw a figure madly charging over from the willow catkins outside. That figure was very familiar to her...
"Master?" She thought it was just her imagination, a hallucination from impending death.
People would see those they most wished to see before death, she thought. She would tell Master later to show off to him.
She saw Master rush into Chasing the Wind's domain and come over to hold her. Master looked very nervous, on the verge of tears even.
"Master!"
She called out, then felt very happy and smiled. She was going to die in Master's embrace, that was pretty good.
It was just that Master was too silly, likely unaware of her feelings still.
She reached out a hand to caress Master's face. She had wanted to do this for a long time. She really wanted to know why Master with such a sinister personality had such a delicate face.
The feel was unexpectedly not bad. Then she murmured, "Master, Po Yin really likes you, do you know?"
She thought she was going to die, thought it was a hallucination, just wanted to speak out her innermost thoughts before death.
Master hugged her, this master she imagined, with tears streaming down kept nodding, saying repeatedly: "I know, I know, Master knows."
She didn't know that for someone as stupid as her, liking someone could not be hidden, liking hidden in the heart would overflow out of the eyes. Everyone on Dan Peak knew her feelings, Long Qiqi knew, Chasing the Wind knew.
Even the night wind passing by Dan Peak knew.
She suddenly felt shy, and remembered she didn't look good, dirty all over, full of wounds, definitely not good-looking. She wanted to wipe her face to make herself cleaner, but she couldn't do it. Fortunately, Master was very smart, understood her thoughts, and helped wipe her face clean.
Master's hands were indeed not warm... after all he was so sinister.
"Master..." she wanted to wipe her face clean because she wanted to ask another question, "Master, do you like Po Yin?"
Master froze for a moment, then said, "Like, like, Master likes."
So she felt happy, felt shy.
Master was feeding her elixir, like the last time they were stranded in the Hengduan Mountains; Master's heart was black, but Master was really gentle, like when she first met Master; Master was very fierce to her, but Master was really nice; Master couldn't fight, but Master was like the strategists who devised kingdoms in fiction.
She used to think she couldn't like weak scholars, now she knew she just hadn't met Master.
She ate all the elixir, then felt warm all over, making her want to sleep.
Sleep? Wouldn't she die if she slept!
She didn't want to die...
"Master, I don't want to sleep," she said.
"Sleep for a while, you'll be fine," Master persuaded her.
She shook her head.
Master then hugged her up, she saw Master look ahead, with a ferocity in his eyes she had never seen before, she heard Master ask her, "Want to watch Master fight?"
She had wanted to watch for a long time.
"Want to! Want to!" She nodded.
"Then Master will teach you to fight," she heard Master say.
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