Deep within the Jiang family's forbidden grounds.
"BOOM—"
A devastating bolt of lightning descended from the heavens, striking the earth with overwhelming force. The dark thunderclouds in the sky loomed ominously, carrying the aura of a heavenly tribulation.
Facing this terrifying divine punishment, a young man in white robes charged forward fearlessly, using his physical body to withstand the thunder's wrath.
He was thoroughly fried—quite the electrifying experience.
[Ding! Congratulations, Host, for successfully showing off in front of the crowd and earning 100,000 points of Bravado Value!]
Little bro Jiang Ruoxu was undergoing his thunder tribulation.
This guy sure knew how to make an entrance—he even set up a live stream... broadcasting worldwide to rake in those Bravado Points.
No matter how terrifying the tribulation became, he didn’t flinch, charging headfirst into the lightning. Blood could spill, his head could crack, but the show must go on!
And his tribulation was anything but ordinary.
"The Thousand Calamities Unyielding Tribulation? Brother Jiang, your grandson’s cultivation talent is actually this monstrous? Surviving this tribulation can forge the Thousand Calamities Unyielding Body, a physique strong enough to rival even a Saint’s physique!"
Jiang Chusheng exclaimed in shock. Anyone capable of summoning such a tribulation was undoubtedly a supreme genius.
"Hahaha, of course! This is my grandson, Jiang Yunhuang’s flesh and blood!" Jiang Yunhuang laughed heartily.
Soon, Jiang Ruoxu managed to endure the Thousand Calamities Unyielding Tribulation. But just as everyone thought the heavenly tribulation was about to end...
The thunder’s fury grew even more violent than before!
The heavens had even manifested a Mirror Realm—a sign that the upcoming tribulation would be extraordinary.
"The Heavenly Dao Immortality Tribulation? A Heavenly Dao-level calamity? How is this possible? How could he trigger something like this?"
Jiang Chusheng’s eyes widened in disbelief, his soul trembling.
The descendants of the Jiang family in the mortal realm were getting more and more outrageous. First, Jiang Che underwent an unprecedented Chaos Great Dao-level tribulation, and now Jiang Ruoxu had invoked the Heavenly Dao Immortality Tribulation?
"Hahaha, naturally! My bloodline is absolutely peerless!" Jiang Yunhuang proudly thumped his chest.
"Uh... Brother Yunhuang, you might want to hold off on the celebrations. While this Heavenly Dao Immortality Tribulation isn’t as extreme as Jiang Che’s, it’s still a Heavenly Dao-level calamity. Surviving it refines the Heavenly Dao Immortality Body, hailed as the strongest physique beneath the Immortal Body. Just imagine how brutal the trial must be..."
"W-what? My grandson!!!" Jiang Yunhuang’s triumphant grin instantly froze, replaced by a look of despair.
It was as if Jiang Ruoxu was already a goner.
"Wait! What about Che’er? Che’er is all-powerful—he must have a way to help Ruoxu survive this!"
Jiang Yunhuang slapped his thigh, suddenly remembering Jiang Che. But when he tried to contact him, Jiang Che was nowhere to be found.
So where was Jiang Che?
Up in the sky!
...
"Hahaha, what a windfall! My dear little cousin really came through—his tribulation actually spawned so much Thunder Tribulation Nectar?"
Jiang Che activated his Void Immortal Physique and barged straight into the tribulation as if it were nothing.
His little cousin had just endured the full Thousand Calamities Unyielding Tribulation, leaving the Thunder Pool brimming with an entire reservoir of Thunder Tribulation Nectar.
Though it couldn’t compare to Jiang Che’s own nectar, something was better than nothing.
Soon, another Thunder Pool appeared before him—this one dark red. As lightning crackled beneath the tribulation clouds, the pool slowly condensed droplets of crimson Thunder Tribulation Nectar, each as translucent and radiant as red agate.
[Heavenly Dao Immortality Tribulation! Husband, this is the Thunder Tribulation Nectar born from the Heavenly Dao Immortality Tribulation! Your cousin is in grave danger!]
Mo Lianxing had clearly sided with Jiang Che completely—her former disciple was now referred to as "your cousin."
"Tch, relax. He won’t die that easily. Let’s milk this opportunity dry first."
Jiang Che casually sat by the Thunder Pool, collecting every drop of nectar the moment it formed—leaving nothing behind.
While Jiang Ruoxu struggled for his life below, his dearest cousin was up in the clouds, shamelessly exploiting his misfortune.
[Husband... isn’t this a bit too cruel? When Jiang Ruoxu finally survives and comes up here... what if he finds the Thunder Pool completely empty?]
Watching Jiang Che’s ruthless scheming, Mo Lianxing couldn’t help but think he was the real villain here.
"Pfft... that brat has been living off me, eating my food, using my resources—even his system was built by me. What’s wrong with taking a little advantage?"
Jiang Che couldn’t care less. Watching Jiang Ruoxu get pummeled half to death by the tribulation below, he smirked mischievously.
[Ding! Host successfully scammed cousin Jiang Ruoxu, earning 5 million Scumbag Points.]
Logically speaking, with Jiang Ruoxu’s talent, a Saint-level physique should only trigger something like the Thousand Calamities Unyielding Tribulation at most. A Heavenly Dao Immortality Tribulation was impossible—because it would be a guaranteed death sentence.
So why did it happen?
Simple—Jiang Che had tampered with it. Using special effects, he remotely altered Jiang Ruoxu’s physique, switching it from the Pure Yang Saint Physique to an Immortal Physique.
Since it was just an illusion, Jiang Ruoxu felt nothing, but the aura of an Immortal Physique was detected by the Heavenly Dao, hence the terrifying tribulation.
When it came to screwing people over, Jiang Che was the undisputed grandmaster.
And he specialized in screwing over his own family.
Mo Lianxing stayed silent. She had just uncovered another bombshell—Jiang Ruoxu’s Bravado System was actually a gift from Jiang Che?
But she dared not speak a word, playing the fool to perfection.
Meanwhile, beneath the tribulation clouds...
Little cousin Jiang Ruoxu was on the verge of being fried to a crisp.
"H-how... why is this tribulation so brutal? Am I... doomed?"
Jiang Ruoxu was now a charred mess, his hair standing on end like an explosion. Forget looking cool—he had zero dignity left.
Unlike Jiang Che, whose Chaos Supreme Thunder Tribulation was just special effects, Jiang Ruoxu was facing a genuine Heavenly Dao-level trial.
"Brother... Brother Che, save me... No! This tribulation is too dangerous—if Jiang Che gets involved, he might die!"
Damn, even at death’s door, the kid was still worried about Jiang Che’s safety.
"Damn you, heavens! Which bastard up there is throwing down this lightning?!"
Jiang Ruoxu cursed recklessly, but the tribulation seemed provoked—its fury intensified!
Several world-ending bolts of lightning slammed straight into his skull.
Nearly shattering his soul.
"I’m done for! This is where I meet my end!" Jiang Ruoxu wailed in agony.
"Damn heavens, I’m just a Saint Physique! Why the hell are you trying to kill me like this?!"
"Was it that hard for me? Eighteen years as a Pure Yang Saint virgin—do virgins deserve to get struck by lightning? Screw you!"
Jiang Ruoxu had given up entirely.
He spoke his mind without restraint, completely forgetting his words were being broadcast live to the entire world.
What did it matter? He was about to die anyway!
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