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Chapter 926: Cang Long's Tribulation, Harnessing Thunder to Refine Treasures
Chapter 926: Cang Long's Tribulation, Harnessing Thunder to Refine Treasures
The once glorious Shangyou Ruined City, which served as the gateway to the Holy Land, now bears no resemblance to its former splendor.
The massive palm print that descended from the sky had forcibly divided the vast immortal city into seven regions.
At the center, a huge crater constantly spews lava, known as the "Heavenly Fire Basin."
The other six relatively intact areas house a large number of wandering cultivators for their cultivation and residence.
Some lament the collapse of the immortal city, but those living here are delighted.
If the Abyss Sect hadn't been destroyed, how could they have such a precious cultivation site?
Led by the late-stage Golden Core cultivator Ge Laoguai, a group of Golden Core disciples worked together to unblock the spiritual veins, gradually restoring some of Shangyou Xiancheng's former glory.
A multitude of powerful cultivators now reside in the city, each dominating their own territory.
On this day.
A cultivator with a ruddy complexion stood quietly outside a misty array.
After a while, the mist dissipated, and Chu Mo looked at the visitor in surprise.
"Brother Feng, what brings you here?"
Feng Yinuo laughed heartily and shook the icy cold gourd in his hand.
"I found a bottle of Shivering Frost Wine. Since you and I are both wine connoisseurs, I naturally want to share it with you. Moreover, you helped me repel my mortal enemy last time, and I've been thinking about how to repay you. I believe you won't refuse a bottle of wine."
Chu Mo's face lit up with joy, and he rubbed his hands together. "Is it the Shivering Frost Wine brewed by the Stacking Cloud Sect back then?"
Feng Yinuo smiled smugly. "Exactly! With the Stacking Cloud Sect's demise, various popular spirit wines have become increasingly rare, especially the Shivering Frost Wine. I had to put in a lot of effort to find this gourd on the black market."
He gestured towards the gourd.
"Aren't you going to invite me in?"
Chu Mo chuckled. "Please come in, please come in!"
If Feng Yinuo had brought something else to repay him, he might not have accepted it, as helping him last time was just a minor favor.
But for someone as fond of wine as he was, the Shivering Frost Wine, known as a pseudo-fourth-rank spirit wine, was truly a supreme delicacy.
Even when his small family hadn't been destroyed, he could only enjoy a few cups of it in a year.
So why refuse?
The two entered the cave dwelling and began drinking heartily, cup after cup.
They chatted freely about various matters.
"Your Chu family was once a prominent clan in the Heavenly Zen Domain. How did it disappear so suddenly?"
"Fire at the city gate, and the fish in the pond suffer!"
"But I heard the Demon Emperor didn't attack the Heavenly Zen Domain when he assaulted the Heavenly Capital Sect?"
"Alas, the disaster wasn't caused by the Demon Emperor. It was the curse left by the bald monk Hui Ping!"
"You mean the Demon Suppression Tower?"
"Exactly. Hui Ping died in the Great Mountains, and the Demon Suppression Tower was left without a master. Over the years, the seal weakened, and the evil spirits and heretics inside finally broke free. After being suppressed for so long, they harbored immense resentment. Upon their release, they went on a killing spree. If it weren't for the Battle of Lingtian Pass, I might have died at home. It's a pity about my clan members!"
"Who isn't? I once founded a small sect, ruling over it with great authority. Now, my sect is gone, and I've become a wandering cultivator, something I once despised."
The human-demon war, which lasted nearly two hundred years, had a profound impact.
It completely overturned the order that had been stable for three thousand years in Dong Huang.
Even though a few well-known Nascent Soul sects still stand, countless small sects and families have been destroyed.
Are these Jin Dan Stage wandering cultivators in Shangyou Ruined City truly wandering cultivators?
Hardly!
Take the most powerful Ge Laoguai, for instance. It's said he was once a true disciple of a Nascent Soul sect, with the potential to form an infant soul!
As they reminisced about the past, both men sighed with emotion.
Chu Mo tapped the table. "Why bring up these sad memories? Let's drink!"
Feng Yinuo laughed heartily. "Right, today we only talk about the good times, not the sad ones. We are now free and easy, though our future is uncertain. We don't have to worry about our families or sects dragging us down. This fine wine can finally be savored without restraint!"
They laughed heartily and drank even more enthusiastically.
But gradually, Chu Mo felt something was amiss.
"Brother Feng, this Shivering Frost Wine is quite potent. Why do I feel so cold?"
Feng Yinuo also felt a chill but didn't mind. "Isn't it refreshing? Shangyou Ruined City is scorching due to the Heavenly Fire Basin. Perhaps this Shivering Frost Wine, being so old, has a unique effect."
Chu Mo nodded, finding it reasonable.
But after a short while, he finally sensed something wrong.
"It's not from within, but from outside!"
He suddenly released his divine sense to perceive the situation.
Feng Yinuo, after a moment of hesitation, did the same.
Soon, they discovered the source of the chilling aura.
On a broken mountain peak, a large amount of spiritual energy was gathering, emitting a terrifying cold.
The passage of spirit qi coalesced into frost, as if it were the depths of winter.
Even the scorching heat from the heavenly fire basin was temporarily suppressed.
Seeing this, the two men exchanged a glance and involuntarily swallowed their saliva.
"Invoke celestial qi, phenomenon born—this means someone is breaking through to the Nascent Soul Period!"
"Could that place be ge laoguai’s?"
"That’s not right. Although ge laoguai specializes in water attribute cultivation methods, a common Five Elements Spirit Root cultivator breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage wouldn’t cause such a peculiar phenomenon. Could it be someone else?"
The two men stopped speculating, left their cave, and found a place to observe from a distance.
They were relatively slow to react.
Before them, many Golden Core Disciples in various parts of shang you ruined city had already noticed the anomaly.
All of them were looking up at the sky above ge laoguai’s cultivation site.
As a large amount of spirit qi gathered, calamity clouds formed, and silver-white lightning arcs began to flash through the cloud layers.
Spirit qi gathered, and phenomena arose.
Calamity clouds appeared, and heavenly lightning arrived.
This was clearly the great tribulation of a Golden Core Disciple breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage!
And this scene in shang you ruined city meant something very clear to everyone.
It meant that a fellow scattered cultivator had successfully merged the three treasures of essence, energy, and spirit, finally taking the final step.
Would it succeed?
They hoped the person enduring the tribulation would succeed, as this would mean that scattered cultivators also had a path to the Great Dao!
But as the thunderclouds grew thicker and the silver-white lightning arcs flashed more wildly, everyone's hearts became heavier and heavier.
"This isn’t an ordinary thunder tribulation!"
"The scale of this is even more terrifying than the tribulation I saw a talented individual endure last time. Just how profound is this person's foundation?"
"Is he really a scattered cultivator?"
Amidst the discussions, ge laoguai, one of the parties involved, was standing respectfully to the side, his eyes carefully observing the ice coffin where the woman lay in a trance with a pill in her mouth and the young man sitting cross-legged nearby.
What was terrifying wasn’t the woman enduring the tribulation.
It was the young man helping her through it!
What kind of great power must he possess to cause a sleeping female cultivator to trigger a thunder tribulation?
Especially the pill in her mouth—if he guessed correctly, it was likely a mid-grade nascent soul pill!
Nascent soul pills were already hard to come by in the world. Even in the nascent soul sect ge laoguai once belonged to, only a few were stored as the sect's precious reserves.
And a mid-grade nascent soul pill?
Ge laoguai couldn’t think of anyone in the world who could refine one.
No!
Perhaps there was one.
Luo Chen of the Dan Sect!
Thinking of the legendary figure and his past glorious achievements, ge laoguai couldn’t help but hold his breath.
If the person before him was indeed that individual, how should he conduct himself from now on?
Suddenly, his heart skipped a beat.
The woman in the ice coffin fluttered her eyelashes and slowly opened her eyes.
Her beautiful eyes held countless complex and weathered emotions.
She didn’t even acknowledge ge laoguai’s presence; her gaze was fixed solely on the young man manipulating the treasure mirror.
With a gulp, the nascent soul pill was completely refined.
The surrounding spirit qi gathered even faster, and the calamity cloud above grew so thick it seemed ready to crush shang you ruined city.
The woman’s voice was hoarse as she finally spoke.
"Thank you so much!"
Luo Chen smiled slightly, retracting the dust karma immortal mirror that concealed Cang Long and putting it away.
He then pointed outside. "The bigger trouble is out there. Senior Sister, you need to be careful."
Cang Long slowly rose from the ice coffin, glanced outside, and nodded to Luo Chen.
"I will do my best!"
She then floated up, breaking through the cave’s Zhen fa restrictions, and soared into the sky.
Not only that, a treasure tower and a flying sword followed her.
The tower had nine layers, half new and half old, and was the upper-grade treasure, Yuehua Bing Bao, which Luo Chen had helped repair. This was how Bing Bao got its name.
The flying sword was elegant, with a cang long pearl embedded at the junction of the hilt and blade, which was the founding ancestor’s life-bound treasure of the Bing Bao sect. Even Cang Long’s name was derived from this.
At this moment, Cang Long’s only reliance in enduring the tribulation was these two treasures and her own strength.
Would she succeed?
Even Cang Long herself wasn’t very confident.
This was because the thunder tribulation this time was far more intense than her previous one.
There were two reasons for this: the increased difficulty of the second tribulation and Luo Chen’s assistance.
Especially the latter!
This was the main reason for the terrifying thunder tribulation!
But Cang Long was resolute!
After the centuries-long dream in the dust karma immortal mirror, she had understood too much.
Without the determination to push forward without hesitation and the resolve to face death, how could the heavens allow her to become a "true person"?
Moreover, the gaze watching her from behind gave her absolute confidence.
She believed that when she could no longer hold on, he would step in.
Because this lightning tribulation was not just hers alone.
"Let’s do our best!"
The woman, still slightly pale, rushed towards the lightning tribulation.
Luo Chen, however, remained composed and did not completely relax.
With a flick of his wrist, a massive stone suddenly appeared and floated in the air.
Opening his mouth, he spat out a stream of blue-white flames, which began to burn the stone like a fiery serpent.
Though the flames were not large, their temperature was extremely high.
In a short while, the golden stone began to melt, dripping into streams of golden liquid.
Like mercury, it flowed slowly in the air.
Ge Laoguai, watching this scene, couldn't help but swallow hard.
Yang Metal!
And it was the highest-grade Nine Yang Yang Metal!
Moreover, such a large piece!
Just this alone, once revealed to the world, would cause countless cultivators to fight over it, sparking bloody conflicts.
But at this moment, he dared not entertain any greedy thoughts.
Because that piece of Yang Metal was being slowly melted into a liquid by a terrifying true flame.
It was said that Luo Chen of Danzong Sect once engaged in a life-and-death battle with Huang Man, the son of the Ancient Demon Emperor!
That battle ended only when Luo Chen wielded a mysterious and powerful flame, reducing the Ancient Demon's son to ashes.
What kind of powerful flame could incinerate a Great Demon Emperor?
Perhaps only this blue-white flame that could melt gold and forge iron!
Luo Chen glanced at him and said coolly, "Have you guessed my identity?"
Without hesitation, Ge Laoguai knelt down.
"Ge Wangji, a true disciple of Smoke and Fire Ancient Isle, greets the senior of Danzong Sect!"
"Smoke and Fire Ancient Isle?" Luo Chen's lips curled slightly. "So you are a descendant of Gu Ren? What is your relationship with Xiao Shiniang?"
"She is my master!"
"I remember that Daoist Xiao perished in the great battle of Lingtian Pass. Since you are her disciple, why did you not rebuild the sect after her death, instead choosing to become an anonymous cultivator in this ruined city?"
"Late as I am, I still tremble with fear in my cultivation. How could I even think of reviving the sect? Moreover, the Dong Huang cultivation world is now controlled and enslaved by Tianyuan Daozong, and there is a growing trend of conflict with the demon race. In such a situation, even if I were to rebuild Smoke and Fire Ancient Isle, I would only be cannon fodder. So, it’s better to be a free cultivator, living without constraints."
Luo Chen couldn't help but sigh at this response.
Being a free cultivator had its advantages, but the difficulties were only known to oneself.
Ge Wangji, indeed, was a good name.
Choosing to forget worldly concerns in the midst of conflict, seeking a life of natural simplicity and transcendence.
"Using your cave for my tribulation today is a form of destiny."
"But my identity is sensitive, and I cannot be exposed. Moreover, after today, this cave may not be safe for you to continue your cultivation."
"So, I will give you two choices. One, join my Luotian Sect as a guest disciple. Two..."
Ge Wangji, without hesitation, fully knelt down and bowed to Luo Chen.
"I choose the first one!"
He didn't even wait to hear the second option.
Luo Chen laughed heartily. A mere Golden Core Disciple, how could he talk about transcending the mundane?
This Ge Wangji was indeed perceptive and tactful.
Of course, his actions did have a hint of bullying the weak.
With a wave of his hand, a jade bottle landed in front of Ge Wangji.
"Seeing you staring at the nascent soul pill, I assume you are nearing a cultivation bottleneck. This is the first salary for a Luotian Sect guest disciple!"
Ge Wangji took the jade bottle, his heart pounding.
Though he didn't want to get involved in worldly affairs or conflicts, he had never forgotten the good times of being protected by a great sect, focusing solely on cultivation.
Danzong Sect, indeed, was generous!
At this moment, outside, Cang Long's tribulation was entering a dangerous phase.
A cultivator, if everything went smoothly, would face the nine-fold heavenly tribulation three times, each consisting of three rounds.
Cang Long had already passed the first two rounds, but the third round was taking an unusually long time to descend, only gathering strength.
In the unbearable wait, Cang Long panted heavily, her heart sinking.
Just the first two rounds had already exceeded the complete three rounds she had experienced in the past.
She couldn't imagine how powerful the final round would be.
Thunderbolts as thick as buckets flashed in the clouds, gradually taking shape.
There were nine of them!
Cang Long drew a sharp breath, and the onlookers nearby were in an uproar.
How could there be such a terrifying tribulation?
After a long buildup, the heavenly punishment gave no time for reaction.
The nine thunderbolts descended with a roar.
At that moment.
A figure suddenly appeared, standing in front of Cang Long.
His fingers spread wide, forming a fist.
Then, he punched out!
Bang!
The resounding sound shook countless minds, and the blinding lightning stung their eyes.
In Cang Long's shocked gaze, Luo Chen stood in the midst of the lightning, and five sword orbs floated around him, carrying the melted liquid of the Nine Yang Yang Metal, charging directly into the thunderclouds. (End of Chapter)
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