Grandma of Qianqian looked at Zhang Bowen and asked,
“Are you really going to capture Qianqian?”
Zhang Bowen nodded without hesitation, then said,
“But don’t worry!”
“I’ve already made an agreement with the Jiaosnake.”
“He won’t harm anyone from the Kunlun Ancient Clan.”
“Otherwise, the ritual of bestowal would fail.”
……
With Zhang Bowen’s arrival, the great serpent of Qinglong Grave also entered the Yin pole side of Yushan Yaochi.
The mountain spirits and water souls transformed into the image of young Qianqian, emerging from the Yaochi.
A semi-transparent little girl hovered in the air.
“The Jiaosnake has arrived!”
A clear, ethereal voice echoed throughout the Kunlun mountain range.
Chen Feng, who was hurrying along, heard the voice and felt a surge of anxiety.
With his current strength, confronting the Jiaosnake was impossible.
He only wanted to stop Zhang Bowen from capturing Qianqian.
Though he couldn’t prevent the Jiaosnake from transforming into a dragon,
he at least had to protect his disciple.
Moreover, if Qianqian were captured,
given the bond between Qilin and Qianqian, it would definitely be affected.
At the same time, Chen Feng harbored another thought:
To kill Zhang Bowen!
While Kunlun had not yet fully opened,
and the ancient clan’s qi and blood were still suppressed,
this was the best chance to kill Zhang Bowen.
Once Kunlun opened,
and Zhang Bowen regained his Martial Saint cultivation,
there would be nothing Chen Feng could do.
……
Inside Yushan Yaochi, a deep, aged voice suddenly rang out.
“Linghe! The time has come!”
The Xuan Turtle roared loudly.
Linghe flapped its wings fiercely toward the Zhu Fruit tree.
A whirlwind swept through.
The whole tree creaked under the force.
All the Zhu Fruits and leaves fell off.
The Qilin transformed into a streak of lightning, rushing toward the Zhu Fruits and began devouring them wildly.
Linghe and Xuan Turtle did the same,
continuously swallowing the Zhu Fruits one after another.
In the blink of an eye,
tens of thousands of Zhu Fruits were divided among the three spiritual beasts.
This was their final preparation before battle.
At the same time,
a massive black shadow appeared in the Yaochi.
The shadow opened its huge mouth and sucked in fiercely.
The Changchun Spring in the Yaochi was instantly drained dry.
The now empty Yaochi was left with only a patch of gray chaotic mist.
Suddenly, a giant snake head surged out.
Because the Jiaosnake entered from the Yin pole into the Yang pole,
the Zixiao Divine Thunder Tribulation above the Kunlun mountain range suddenly dissipated.
Instead, it began to gather again above Yushan Yaochi on the Yang pole side.
……
In Kunlun City, the crowd was evacuating urgently.
People ran while glancing back at the storm.
But in the next moment, the sky quickly brightened.
The dark clouds dispersed at an unnatural speed,
until the sky was completely clear again,
as if nothing had happened before.
“What’s going on?”
“Why did the storm just disappear?”
“Could it be that we were mistaken?”
“Maybe the Jiaosnake’s dragon transformation is over?”
“So quickly? I thought it would strike twice.”
……
With the Kunlun storm gone,
everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
In the Sacred Capital,
Ye Wujiang and several other major families received the news and confirmed it multiple times.
Though they didn’t understand what had happened,
the disappearance of the storm gave them a glimmer of hope.
“Looks like nothing has changed after all!”
"There's still no sign of anything unusual beyond the Kunlun Mountains."
"Could it have failed?"
"I read in a novel that the probability of failing the Heavenly Tribulation is quite high."
"Is it possible that it’s actually just some kind of special natural phenomenon?"
……
The Martial Arts Guild waited for a long time but saw no abnormalities.
They immediately issued an announcement:
【The Kunlun Mountain Range crisis has been resolved thanks to the relentless efforts of the Martial Arts Guild!】
【For detailed information, please await further updates!】
……
Kunlun City.
Dugu Sword Demon stared at the direction of the Kunlun Mountains, puzzled.
He couldn’t understand what was going on.
How could that thunderstorm, one even he dared to fear, suddenly vanish?
……
At Yushan Yaochi Yang Pole.
The thunderstorm condensed once again.
This time, the speed of its formation was ten times faster than before.
The original dark clouds had transformed into sunset-red clouds.
As the storm gathered, lightning struck.
A dragon-shaped Purple Sky Divine Thunder crashed down with a deafening roar.
Its dazzling purple light illuminated the entire Yushan Yaochi.
The body of the flood dragon was struck heavily.
Its scales shattered and scattered.
The massive body slammed onto the ground.
The spirit crane and qilin dared not face the Purple Sky Divine Thunder and quickly distanced themselves from the flood dragon.
The black tortoise withdrew its head into its shell, avoiding the terrifying strike.
After the first Purple Sky Divine Thunder struck,
the flood dragon stared at the sky in terror.
It had long anticipated the terror of the Heavenly Tribulation,
but it had never imagined it would be this dreadful.
Its scaled armor was its strongest defense,
yet the very first thunderbolt shattered a third of its scales.
Blood slowly trickled down its serpent body.
The entire valley trembled at that moment.
At the same time,
the ancient clan members suddenly discovered their qi and blood surging wildly within them.
Almost instantly,
everyone broke through to the Master realm.
“My qi and blood cultivation just broke through!”
“Mine too!”
“This is the power of the Heavenly Tribulation! The qi and blood suppression of Kunlun has been shaken!”
“That was only the first lightning bolt — it’s just getting started.”
“On average, each person’s qi and blood increased by about a thousand points.”
……
Zhang Bowen pulled out a qi and blood monitoring device.
He observed the cultivation levels of everyone present.
Now, everyone within sight had qi and blood values around two thousand.
At the edge of the Kunlun Mountain Range,
the sealed mountain mist began to stir.
It grew thinner and thinner.
Dugu Sword Demon, who originally thought the matter was over,
became alert once again.
“The sealed mountain mist is thinning — that’s a sign the mountain is about to open!”
“Could it be that the flood dragon’s transformation into a dragon succeeded so quickly?”
……
At Yushan Yaochi.
The flood dragon’s huge vertical pupil
immediately spotted the mountain spirit and water soul, now floating in the air as a little girl.
Without hesitation, it opened its mouth and lunged to swallow the mountain spirit and water soul.
The flood dragon knew
that if it didn’t swallow the mountain spirit and water soul, or the auspicious qilin,
this transformation into a dragon would definitely fail.
The mountain spirit and water soul widened their curious eyes,
looking at the giant mouth rushing toward them.
There was no trace of joy, anger, sorrow, or fear.
Only innocent confusion in their eyes.
“The speed is too fast! I can’t dodge!”
The ethereal, youthful voice echoed once more through the Kunlun Mountains.
At that moment,
the flood dragon’s body, which had just sprung forward,
suddenly halted.
It felt a sharp, intense pain coming from its tail.
Turning around to look.
The once lush green spirit crane had now grown to a towering hundred meters.
Its sharp beak drove straight through, pinning the tail to the ground.
The flood dragon twisted around and snapped fiercely at the spirit crane.
A crisp crack echoed.
The venomous fangs shattered.
A colossal black tortoise, over ten times larger, stood resolutely before the spirit crane.
At the same moment, a streak of lightning tore across the sky.
Scales from the flood dragon scattered like petals in the wind.
Claw marks ripped across its body in multiple places.
Yet, having devoured the dragon essence of the Azure Dragon's tomb, the flood dragon’s body rapidly regenerated.
Still, its recovery struggled to keep pace with the destructive force of the thunder tribulation.
The lightning returned.
An intense purple radiance illuminated the entire valley.
Thunder roared in response!
Like a dragon’s roar echoing through the nine heavens, it exploded with earth-shattering force!
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
