Chapter 114
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Chapter 114: Ling Qi’s Lightning Tribulation
On the tenth day after Ling Qi’s enlightenment, he finally faced the lightning tribulation for advancing to the Nascent Soul stage. The entire Zhen Yan Sect became shrouded in layers of dark clouds, with immense heavenly Pressure engulfing the sect. The protective grand formation immediately activated, shielding all disciples from the tribulation’s wrath.
Every disciple in the sect seemed to receive an unspoken command. Those cultivating, sparring, or even those punished with copying assignments all dropped their tasks and rushed toward the main peak.
Though the tribulation was fearsome, witnessing a cultivator’s advancement to Nascent Soul was rare. The lightning carried traces of the Great Dao’s essence, and grasping even a sliver could greatly benefit future Cultivation.
The Zhen Yan Sect excelled in educational preparation. Upon learning of Ling Qi’s potential breakthrough, You You had selected an optimal location to build a viewing platform. Yuan Qi reinforced it with multiple defensive formations, creating a safe yet spacious area where every disciple could observe closely.
Nascent Soul Masters like Kui Bi and Feng Yu, who no longer needed such enlightenment, were assigned other duties. They buzzed through the crowd like worker bees, distributing items from bulging storage bags while calling out:
"Spirit Gathering Pills here! Freshly made for enhanced focus during enlightenment! Anyone unprepared can claim one!"
"Pressure Talismans available! Relieves chest tightness from heavenly Pressure! Come get yours if needed!"
Disciples raised hands throughout the platform:
"Master Kui! I forgot mine!"
"Elder Feng! I need a talisman!"
"Me too!"
The Nascent Soul Masters soon became the sect’s busiest members.
Ning Rui, with memories from multiple Reincarnations across immortal sects, stared blankly. Everything felt… off. This sect differed completely from others he’d known. Even the sect master…
He recalled two days prior, when You You had attended the new disciples’ introductory class. Though he’d encountered celestial maidens in past lives, none matched this sect master’s… peculiarity.
The memory of his spiritual root planting surfaced, bringing bitter regret. When his turn came, You You had recognized him: "Your classroom handwriting was neat! Help out after Ling Qi’s tribulation!" Then cheerfully added: "Don’t think I forgot about that cheating incident. Qiu Zhang will hear about this!"
Ning Rui: "……"
True to legend, Qiu Zhang – the Immortal Realm’s strictest teacher – punished everyone from that class. Others copied the Qiu Zhang Technique ten times. Ning Rui, as the cheating instigator, copied it thirty times plus wrote a 5,000-word improvement essay.
Two days of nonstop copying left his wrists numb. Why had he foolishly passed answers right under the sect master’s nose?
Sighing, he glanced at the platform’s summit where a fuzzy figure hunched over documents, then focused on the tribulation below. This was his first time witnessing a Nascent Soul advancement up close – an opportunity too precious to waste.
Thick lightning bolts soon rained down, painting the main peak blinding White. Disciples concentrated on sensing the Heavenly Dao’s essence while the Nascent Soul Masters silently transitioned from distributors to guards, watching for anyone overwhelmed by the Pressure.
As the strikes intensified, Ling Qi’s figure vanished within the lightning storm. Only high-level cultivators could sense him now.
Yuan Qi suddenly remarked: "Ling Qi’s tribulation seems milder than Kui Bi’s."
"Milder?" You You stared at the raging bolts.
"Kui Bi endured twice the danger," Yuan Qi nodded, sensing unusual tolerance in the heavenly judgment. "Perhaps that insight you gave Ling Qi resonated with the Great Dao."
"……What insight?"
Before she could ponder, the final lightning strike – usually the deadliest – landed with surprising gentleness. The dark clouds then shattered into colorful light, bathing the sect in radiant mist.
"Heavenly omen!"
