Jiang Che's side saw the thunderclouds nearly dissipating.
His cultivation had now fully reached the Divine Passage Realm.
However, the tribulation he endured was the lowest-tier lightning tribulation—like playing a game on the easiest "kindergarten" difficulty, where the rewards were naturally minimal.
He didn’t even manage to condense the most basic martial imprint.
[Darling... this is just...]
Mo Lianxing was utterly speechless. Having lived for thousands of years and witnessed countless lightning tribulations, she had never seen anything like Jiang Che’s.
He had danced right along the red line of the tribulation.
Just then, a petite figure flew toward Jiang Che.
With silver hair and violet eyes, looking delicate and adorable—who else could it be but Dong’er?
"Master, I got this Tribulation Lightning Essence from the heavenly tribulation pool earlier!"
Dong’er stretched out her small hand, holding two tiny jade bottles.
When she opened one, a fragrant aroma instantly spread, carrying a faint trace of the sacred Dao resonance of heavenly lightning.
[Darling... is this the Hundred Tribulations Undying Lightning Essence? During the tribulation earlier... you sent Dong’er into... the lightning pool?]
Even Mo Lianxing was shocked. The Hundred Tribulations Undying Lightning hadn’t even struck Jiang Che once, yet he still managed to reap benefits?
The potency of Tribulation Lightning Essence depended on the severity of the tribulation—the more terrifying the tribulation, the more potent the essence.
[The Undying Lightning Essence from the Hundred Tribulations Undying Lightning is still quite powerful...]
[Wait, darling, what’s in this other bottle?]
Mo Lianxing’s gaze quickly shifted to the second jade bottle.
Jiang Che had endured two lightning tribulations earlier—the first was the Hundred Tribulations Undying Lightning, while the second was far more terrifying, something even she had never seen before!
It likely existed only in legends.
If Jiang Che hadn’t avoided it in time, he would’ve been reduced to ashes.
"This one?" Jiang Che chuckled lightly before opening the bottle.
Instantly, an overwhelming Dao resonance filled the air, carrying faint ripples of law. Just a single whiff was enough to invigorate the soul.
Inside the bottle was a single drop of Tribulation Lightning Essence, the size of a longan, glowing with an amber hue.
[No way... this aura... could it be the Ten Thousand Tribulations Indestructible Essence? Darling... the tribulation you faced earlier might have been the Ten Thousand Tribulations Indestructible Lightning, which, once overcome, can forge the Ten Thousand Tribulations Indestructible Body—the foremost immortal physique attainable in the mortal realm!]
[It couldn’t possibly be the Ten Thousand Tribulations Indestructible Lightning... I’ve only heard of it in ancient texts, but that aura of annihilation law...]
[Darling, this drop of essence is beyond priceless! It contains a wisp of annihilation law—it will definitely be of great use. You should keep it for now...]
Though Mo Lianxing was tempted, the essence was far too precious. The Ten Thousand Tribulations Indestructible Lightning hadn’t appeared in the Nine Heavens for nearly a hundred thousand years, let alone its essence.
Jiang Che’s eyes narrowed slightly.
His gaze unconsciously drifted toward Chu Yuan.
This guy also possessed a Chaos Immortal Physique. The so-called Ten Thousand Tribulations Indestructible Lightning was probably a gift from the heavens meant for him.
In the future, he’d have to keep a close eye on Chu Yuan. When this guy faced his tribulation, Jiang Che would make him endure the strikes while he and Dong’er reaped the essence!
Damn, this was perfect. The value of the Child of Destiny just kept rising.
Sure, it was a bit shameless... but then again, Jiang Che had never claimed to be a man of conscience.
...
"BOOM—"
Just as everyone thought the tribulation had ended, the skies above erupted once more—this time with an even more terrifying phenomenon!
The heavens were furious!
[Darling... why is the tribulation back? What did you do now? I... I’m scared...]
Mo Lianxing was genuinely frightened.
If Jiang Che’s earlier tribulation had been the Ten Thousand Tribulations Indestructible Lightning, then what was this?
If it truly was a once-in-an-era tribulation, the wrath of the heavens would be so overwhelming that even hiding in the Soul Nurturing Ring might not save her.
Yet Jiang Che remained completely calm, exuding an air of absolute confidence.
Slowly, he removed the Soul Nurturing Ring from his finger.
"Lian’er, if you stay with me during this tribulation... you might get caught up in it."
Mo Lianxing’s eyes widened instantly, her voice trembling.
[Darling... what are you planning?]
She glanced at the oppressive pressure in the sky, her heart pounding uncontrollably. A tribulation of this magnitude... was not something a half-step Divine Passage cultivator could withstand.
She didn’t know what trump cards Jiang Che had, but no amount of preparation could help him survive this!
Jiang Che smiled faintly, gently stroking the Soul Nurturing Ring.
Without a word, he suddenly hurled it away!
In any other story, this scene would’ve been the prelude to a tragic, heart-wrenching romance spanning tens of thousands of words.
But alas—this was Jiang Che’s show.
As if he’d ever put himself in a truly hopeless situation!
If the heavens truly grew enraged and unleashed a catastrophic tribulation, Jiang Che could always activate his Void Immortal Physique. At worst, he could spend a fortune in the system to buy some overpowered item—there was no way he’d lose.
Jiang Che glanced at the tribulation above, his lips curling into a smirk.
Fake. Undeniably fake.
That’s right—this tribulation, even more terrifying than the once-in-a-hundred-millennia Ten Thousand Tribulations Indestructible Lightning, was nothing but an illusion conjured by Jiang Che’s special effects.
According to Mo Lianxing, once a tribulation reached a certain level of intensity, the heavens would automatically create a mirrored dimension to prevent collateral damage.
This mirrored dimension overlapped with reality, allowing outsiders to witness the tribulation while ensuring only the tribulation-taker was affected.
This was the perfect cover for Jiang Che’s special effects.
Since his illusions had no real power, they fit seamlessly into the narrative!
...
"Sister Mo Lianxing? You... what’s going on?"
Yu Wan’er, having caught the thrown Soul Nurturing Ring, was utterly bewildered.
Mo Lianxing immediately emerged from the ring, her beautiful eyes fixed on Jiang Che as he was engulfed by the tribulation. Her heart was in turmoil.
Jiang Che... had chosen to face this terrifying tribulation alone, just to keep her safe?
Her eyes reddened at the thought.
"Jiang Che... is undergoing his tribulation! This one... might be utterly unsurvivable!"
Mo Lianxing’s words stunned all the girls present.
"W-what? Sister Mo, you can’t be serious?" Ye Mengyao’s voice shook.
The girls were already familiar with Mo Lianxing, the "ghost sister," so her presence wasn’t a surprise.
Qin Qiaoqiao bit her lip hard, her gaze locked onto the figure in the sky as panic set in.
"I’m not joking! The situation is critical!"
"BOOM—"
Before Mo Lianxing could explain further, the tribulation began!
The boundless sky above churned with rolling thunderclouds, stretching endlessly for millions of miles!
Deep within the storm, the faint silhouettes of colossal thunder dragons could be seen exhaling, their breaths laced with countless terrifying arcs of lightning.
It was as if the world itself faced annihilation!
Those within the Cultivator Academy felt it most acutely—this heavenly tribulation seemed directed at them, and many so-called "Chosen Ones" fainted outright from sheer terror.

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