Chapter 107
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Chapter 107: The Strong and Mysterious Female Cultivator Wen Yun
Perhaps due to its high location in the clouds, the sky above Cloud Sea City was rarely covered by floating clouds. Most of the time, when you looked up, you could see a clear and deep blue color.
However, today is different from the past. Gradually, a layer of heavy dark clouds covered the sky, with hints of golden lightning flashing within, creating a frightening scene.
Even in the upper realm, ascending is considered a major event for every cultivator.
After all, ascending is extremely dangerous and a crucial opportunity that determines one’s future strength. Carelessness is not an option.
Whether one comes from a poor or wealthy background, it is important to prepare in advance to face the Heavenly Tribulation. Those seeking a challenge must have various life-saving pills ready to endure the Tribulation, while those aiming to survive must prepare defensive treasures to withstand the first lightning strike and safely ascend to the void.
However, Ye Shubai’s ascension came unexpectedly and was indeed an accident.
According to his original estimation, he would need to cultivate for several more years before attempting ascension. However, during a spar at the Cloud Sea Tower, he unintentionally sensed a mysterious power called the Power of Rules, leading him to attract the Heavenly Tribulation inadvertently.
When the strange young man in black clothes walked towards him from the crowd, Ye Shubai raised his head slowly and gazed at him sharply.
He finally understood where the familiar aura he occasionally sensed in the Cloud Sea World originated from.
It was him.
The person gave off a strong smell of death, even though there was no blood on him. The smell of blood couldn’t be erased.
Ye Shubai learned the Law of Life and Death when he saw the lively Phoenix tree. To resist the demon cultivator’s attack, he died and was reborn with the Power of Rules. This experience helped him understand life and death better, so when he was hit hard by Dao Jie later, he didn’t die.
The young man in black clothes in front of him understood the way of killing, which, in a sense, was related to Ye Shubai’s Law. But Ye Shubai’s understanding of the Law was higher.
Ye Shubai could see through Shang Wuyang’s path, but Shang Wuyang couldn’t see through Ye Shubai’s, and others couldn’t either.
When squinting eyes saw that the person who attracted the thunder tribulation was Ye Shubai, they were shocked and widened their eyes instead of keeping them narrow.
"It’s him!"
Elder Zhang turned back and asked, "What? Do you know that person?"
The squinting person was very happy to prove himself right and quickly said, "He is the person I mentioned before, with a very similar aura and appearance to Martial Uncle Shang’s back."
The group looked closely and realized that the two figures, one black and one white, were indeed very similar.
To be precise, it’s not their appearance but the distant and cold vibe they give off that makes them stand out. They both seem lacking in ordinary emotions and feel out of place among the lively crowd.
However, when the two of them stand together, there is a noticeable difference. The unfamiliar man in white, while also cold and aloof, seems more like a regular person compared to Shang Wuyang.
Squinting his eyes, he secretly thought to himself that Martial Uncle Shang didn’t look as handsome as the other guy.
Shang Wuyang furrowed his brows as he looked at Ye Shubai. At first, he thought someone else had chosen the path of killing like him. Upon seeing the person, he felt a sense of familiarity but also noticed that their paths were different.
Full of confusion at the moment, ignoring the ominous calamity cloud above that could unleash a terrifying thunder at any moment, he walked straight towards Ye Shubai and asked again, "What path exactly are you cultivating?"
He had never seen such a strange person before. While others were facing the thunder’s trial, he came over and asked them what rules they were cultivating.
Wen Yun quickly revealed the other person’s identity to Ye Shubai, "He is Shang Wuyang."
After thinking for a moment, she discreetly used Divine Sense to also inform him, "This person seems a bit off, don’t pay him any mind."
Ye Shubai helplessly looked at Wen Yun. In reality, he had no intention of engaging with this person and simply replied calmly, "No comment."
If it were a sensible person, they would have left long ago after getting such an answer, but the problem is that Shang Wuyang is not a normal person at all, his way of thinking is completely different from others.
Faced with Ye Shubai’s rejection, he quickly frowned and said coldly, "Alright, then let’s battle, and I will find out."
Hearing this, Wen Yun finally couldn’t help it anymore.
She sincerely and politely asked, "Are you sure you want to fight?"
Shang Wuyang did not deny it, apparently not seeing anything wrong with such behavior.
Very well, I’ve been waiting for this moment.
Wen Yun turned around and chose without hesitation to inform the group of silver-armored guards behind her, "Someone is planning to kill in Cloud Sea City."
Although Shang Wuyang mentioned fighting, fights inevitably lead to injuries and fatalities, isn’t that equivalent to killing someone?
Even though this approach is reminiscent of a grade school tattletale, Wen Yun doesn’t care about such things, after all, she is young and compared to the several thousand-year-old seniors here, she is indeed just a child.
The armor-clad guard had noticed the commotion, silently tightening his grip on his weapon and staring expressionlessly at Shang Wuyang.
Instead of backing down, he slowly drew his sword.
As the sword was unsheathed, a strong, almost overwhelming smell of blood filled the air. The people nearby, being cultivators, were particularly sensitive to such a scent, and some couldn’t help but cover their noses with their sleeves.
"Such a heavy murderous aura!"
"How much blood has this person spilled?"
Initially, no one recognized Shang Wuyang, but soon after seeing Elder Zhang and the others, someone immediately guessed, "With such a strong aura, he must be Shang Wuyang from the Dongxuan Sect!"
"Shang Wuyang!"
As soon as this name was mentioned, the cultivators who had been eager to watch the excitement unconsciously took a step back. Even the powerful Ascension Stage experts showed a hint of fear on their faces, hesitant to confront him. After all, within just a month, he had already slaughtered hundreds of Ascension Stage cultivators in the Cloud Sea Tower.
With each step Shang Wuyang took forward, the people around him took two steps back.
He waved his sword, blocking Ye Shubai’s way and stubbornly repeating the words, "Either tell me the answer, or pull out your sword."
The expression on Ye Shubai’s face had turned as cold as ice.
He vaguely sensed that a thunderstorm was about to strike, and even now he could see several lightning bolts escaping from the calamity cloud, flashing in the sky recklessly.
It was too late, there was no time left.
A lightning bolt fiercely plummeted from the sky, carrying a destructive force towards Cloud Sea City in this direction!
People nearby who couldn’t escape in time let out terrified screams, after all, most of the people in the city were below the Ascension Realm, and facing a thunderstorm meant they would be wiped out!
The crowd scrambled to escape to the side in chaos, but there were just too many low-level cultivators with stalls nearby. In the midst of the crowded crowd, a child was tripped and fell to the ground by adults, struggling to get up, crying breathlessly.
Seeing the lightning bolt resembling a snake about to strike in this area, Ye Shubai grabbed the old wooden sword in his hand and leaped towards the child, delivering a simple sword strike towards the thunderstorm without any techniques!
At the same time, Wen Yun, who had a tacit understanding with him, also cast a magical barrier, protecting all those who couldn’t escape in time.
The scattered Heavenly Thunder seemed to lose its power and dissipated shortly after landing on the barrier.
"Hiss… This is only the first wave of Heavenly Thunder, yet its power is so terrifying?"
Elder Zhang gasped in fear.
He frantically recalled the scene of Shang Wuyang’s ascension years ago in his mind. At that time, all the disciples of Dongxuan Sect gathered below the peak to witness Shang Wuyang’s heroic figure. He also faced the Heavenly Thunder with his sword, but Elder Zhang wondered if his memory was too distant, as he felt that the previous Heavenly Thunder was not as intense as this time.
Each Heavenly Thunder is also different.
When a cultivator who has comprehended the Power of Rules attracts Heavenly Thunder, it will surely contain the Power of Rules. The stronger the Power of Rules, the more difficult it is to deal with the Heavenly Thunder.
He murmured, "It can’t be… The Law of Death is already the Supreme Way. Cultivating it to perfection can be called the Heavenly Dao. Is there anything stronger than this?"
After protecting everyone and sending them away, Wen Yun hurriedly looked at Ye Shubai, who had dispersed the first wave of Heavenly Thunder, and asked, "Are you alright?"
"It’s nothing." Ye Shubai remained calm, saying seriously, "This Heavenly Thunder is almost the same as the one you faced."
Wen Yun had endured more than 120 thunderstorms, and when she heard that answer, she felt relieved, thinking it was similar to hers. That meant the previous ones didn’t matter much, not too difficult.
As soon as the words fell, three thunderstorms struck in succession!
This time, Ye Shubai directly endured it without even furrowing his brows, showing no reaction at all.
Wen Yun used a barrier to protect herself next to Ye Shubai. The group of disciples who had escaped to the safe area had calmed down by now and started watching eagerly.
Ascending thunderstorms!
This was a rare event that happened once in a thousand years! After all, almost everyone ascended under the heavy protection of their own sects. It was uncommon to face it in front of thousands of practitioners from different realms.
Cloud Sea World was never short of cultivators with a business sense, as there were so many who made money by setting up stalls. Someone immediately took out a Camera Stone to record the event and even sent messages to the gambling house, "Hurry up and start betting, someone is ascending. Yes, bet on how many thunderstorms he can withstand."
In addition, a seller of elixirs shouted to Wen Yun, "Miss, I am a disciple of the Alchemy Sect. I have many healing elixirs here. Would you like to buy some for your companion? Just now, you helped me avoid the thunderstorm, so I’ll give you a discount! Each pill costs only 998!"
If I remember correctly, he was shouting 101 per pill during his previous sales.
"Do you want healing pills? I have a piece of rare Xuan Iron here, you can use it to make a lightning rod. I’ll sell it to you for 10,000 Origin Crystals!"
You really are a talented person.
Wen Yun smiled politely at the group of deceitful merchants, thanking them one moment and then revealing a stash of the best pills, protective treasures, and thick defensive scrolls that could even crush someone in Cloud Sea City.
"Sorry, I already have it prepared."
Although the Qingliu Sword Sect only has five people in the Cloud Sea World, Ye Shubai is already someone being taken care of by the sect.
These pills and treasures were collected by Immortal Su Yuan privately in Cloud Sea City, and the scrolls were painted by Wen Yun. There were also two poorly skilled junior magicians named Zhu Erchong and Shen Xinghai who secretly made them, though they weren’t very useful, it was a gesture of goodwill.
Just as she was about to ask Ye Shubai if he needed a pill to restore his source power, Shang Wuyang, who had been staring at the thunderclouds for a while, suddenly moved.
He held his sword and muttered softly to himself, "There’s a hint of the Law of Death inside."
"Although it seems to hide other things, there is indeed the Law of Death inside."
Shang Wuyang looked steadily at Ye Shubai, with the thunder constantly falling above his head.
He mastered the Law of Death completely among the 101 thunders in the past. Since then, every time he drew his sword, he could accurately find the opponent’s fatal weak point, no matter who the opponent was. With just one strike of his sword, he could take their life.
This is still an unfinished Law of Death, the master said. When he reaches perfection, he will be able to control life and death, achieving the supreme path.
The thunder only has a tempering effect on the Ascender himself, it is useless for others, so people around him keep their distance.
But what if… another person also practices the same law?
"I understand now, this is the opportunity I have been seeking."
Shang Wuyang looked at the thunder above Ye Shubai’s head, his numb face finally showing a hint of realization, a look of sudden understanding.
He realized that the opportunity he had been sensing all along was not Ye Shubai in front of him, but Ye Shubai’s Ascension Disaster.
The thunder is a disaster, but it’s also an opportunity to temper the body and soul, and to comprehend the deeper levels of the Power of Rules. This opportunity is given by the heavens to every ascendant practitioner, but the path of cultivation is survival of the fittest, with the strong rising to the top and the weak falling behind. Since cultivators can tap into resources like mining and harvesting spirit wood in these myriad realms, even the inept cultivator should be considered a resource possessed by the strong!
This is the path that his master once taught him.
The path is ruthless, to achieve greatness, one should not keep any unnecessary sentiment!
Shang Wuyang drew his sword, like a black lightning, he flew towards Ye Shubai and struck.
Today, he is going to seize this opportunity of the thunder plane!
The silver armored guards below were caught off guard by this sudden change, quickly forming a formation to stop Shang Wuyang, but now the thunder was roaring, they couldn’t get close at this moment.
Just then, a slender figure appeared, holding a staff, while throwing a defense magic scroll, picked up the dragon bone wand and fiercely smashed it towards Shang Wuyang.
"Crafty villain, don’t even think about ambushing!"
This time even Shang Wuyang miscalculated, he thought that this female mage specializing in auxiliary spells wouldn’t be able to hit him due to his speed, never expected her to attack with a magic wand.
Even though Shang Wuyang’s movements were as fast as a lingering shadow, and he anticipated Wen Yun’s attack in advance, consciously prepared to dodge, Wen Yun accurately predicted the position he would appear in next moment.
The true tactical genius is to predict the enemy’s predictions.
What’s even more deadly is that Wen Yun’s strength is terrifyingly great, not like an ordinary female cultivator… No, even ordinary Ascension Realm cultivators don’t have such great strength!
Wen Yun: How can a body tempered by heavenly thunder hundreds of times be delicate? I can punch away a baby dragon with one punch!
Shang Wuyang was knocked off balance by Wen Yun’s strikes, causing the sword aimed at Ye Shubai to miss its mark.
He landed heavily on the ground, calmly looking at Wen Yun. His eyes showed no emotion, but the killing intent emanating from him grew stronger.
A surge of death energy belonging to the Law of Death suddenly spread from his body!
In Shang Wuyang’s eyes, this powerful female cultivator was already dead.