Chapter 937: The First Tribulation (For Alliance Leader Qingfeng Wenxian Zui Mingyue Huanmenghui)
Chapter 937: The First Tribulation (For Alliance Leader Qingfeng Wenxian Zui Mingyue Huanmenghui)
Tianyuan City.
Fang Xi's Nascent Soul, resembling his true form, returned to his main body.
Just now, he had learned of all major events that occurred in the Earthly Immortal World over the past thousand years through his Shinto Avatar, 'Dong Hua Tai Miao Xuan Zhen Wu Liang Chang Qing Da Di'.
Indeed, the Earthly Immortal World had been quite peaceful, with no major incidents.
For the Human Race, however, there were two pieces of good news.
First, the three Mahayana cultivators, Che Xuan Yuan and the Bu-surname Mahayana, had not only fully recovered from their injuries with the aid of Fang Xi's pills, but the Bu-surname Mahayana had also successfully overcome his first Immortal Thunder Tribulation.
Second, the Human Race had gained two new Mahayana cultivators!
And Fang Xi was very familiar with these two Mahayana cultivators!
The other was not Shen Suanzi, but Mo Yunzi!
The advancement of these two among the Human Race Five Sons to the Mahayana realm was naturally inseparable from the 'Heaven-Connecting Spirit Tablet'.
"Alas. . ."
Thinking of how the 'Six Immortals Transference Pill' was eventually exchanged for by Jin Gangzi, Fang Xi couldn't help but sigh.
Jin Gangzi was, after all, an acquaintance who had also experienced the great tribulation of the Human Race and had always been diligent and conscientious. . .
Although the 'Many Treasures Heavenly King' he established did not treat everyone equally, his authority was second only to Shui Lingxin and her group.
Yet, after a thousand years, Shui Lingxin and Liu Xu had only barely managed to advance to the Integration stage.
In this competition, even with an initial head start, they still couldn't surpass Jin Gangzi.
'The Many Treasures Heavenly King operates strictly according to the rules I set. Within these rules, if one loses, one loses; it must be accepted! '
Fang Xi held a tacit approval for this.
Any true powerhouse must go through stages of understanding the rules, obeying the rules, utilizing the rules, overturning the rules, and finally establishing new rules!
And now that he had reached the stage of establishing rules, he naturally had to abide by the regulations he had set!
Because, as this set of rules operated, Fang Xi himself was the one who benefited the most.
At this stage, casually overturning the table would only damage his own interests.
Only reckless hotheads would constantly clamor about flipping the table.
Therefore, if Shui Lingxin and others failed in the competition, they failed. There was nothing more to say. . .
'Fortunately, their lifespans are still abundant, so they will have more opportunities in the future! '
'As for Mo Yunzi, he truly lives up to his reputation as an ascended cultivator, possessing a ruthless drive to actually reach the Mahayana realm. '
Fang Xi's Divine Consciousness stirred, retracting his Shinto Avatar, and he sat upon the main seat.
Moments later, several Mahayana-level auras rapidly approached.
Soon, several figures appeared in the main hall.
Jin Gangzi and Mo Yunzi were among them.
"Amitabha, greetings, Honored Sir!"
Jin Gangzi still retained the image of a young monk with rosy lips and white teeth, completely unchanged even after reaching the Mahayana realm. He pressed his palms together and bowed respectfully.
"Greetings, Honored Sir."
Mo Yunzi's eyes, usually ablaze with demonic intent, were now fully restrained as he likewise bowed.
"Have fellow Daoists emerged from seclusion?"
Che Xuan Yuan saw Fang Xi's true body, a hint of joy flashing across his face. "Fellow Daoist Qing Xu has been traveling the wilderness and has not yet returned. . ."
Ever since the last great battle, Qing Xu Tong Zi had felt that the wilderness was vast and might conceal a second Jiuchi Race, so he had taken it upon himself to patrol the wilderness in preparation.
Fang Xi felt that this person had probably just found a place to slack off.
"Never mind. . . I heard that old Bu was somewhat injured during his thunder tribulation. Please send him a bottle of pills later."
Fang Xi waved his hand, then turned to serious matters: "During my seclusion, has the Demon Race been peaceful?"
As he spoke, he looked at Mo Yunzi.
"Please rest assured, Honored Sir. The Demon Race is completely under control. Many high-level demons have secretly sworn allegiance to our side and even provided crucial intelligence. For instance, among the remaining Yao Race, another True Spirit-level existence has emerged, named Wei Tong Ya, who seems to be in contact with Xun Lao Mo."
"The Yao and Demon races' wicked intentions persist," Fang Xi scoffed, then felt a slight headache.
Given the vastness of the Earthly Immortal World, if that old rat deliberately hid, it would truly be difficult to catch.
Unless. . .
It revealed itself voluntarily!
'If I publicly undergo tribulation, will that old rat appear? '
A thought abruptly surfaced in Fang Xi's mind.
No matter what, the moment a Mahayana cultivator undergoes tribulation is inevitably their most vulnerable.
'But for the first Immortal Thunder Tribulation, any fool would know the opportunity is slim. If it's waiting, it must be for my eighth thunder tribulation. '
'Furthermore, what is a Yao Race True Spirit compared to even a single strand of my hair? It's not worth taking any risk for, not even the slightest. '
Although the first Immortal Thunder Tribulation was almost guaranteed to succeed, he still couldn't underestimate it.
Fang Xi immediately decided that he must undergo tribulation in secret.
His original intention in coming to the Earthly Immortal World to undergo the Mahayana Immortal Thunder Tribulation was to minimize all sorts of unexpected dangers; there was no reason to add more.
Even if it was to lure a snake out of its hole, it was unacceptable!
Because a son of a thousand pieces of gold does not sit under the eaves!
Rather than doing that, he might as well send all the Mahayana cultivators present to the wilderness to search every nook and cranny!
In any case, it wasn't he who would get tired.
...
A few days later.
In a desolate wilderness.
Fang Xi returned to Penglai Immortal Pavilion to meet with Shui Lingxin and Yun Xi Yuan Jun, then discreetly found a barren area to prepare for his tribulation.
"It's coming."
His heart stirred, already sensing it.
Immediately after, with Fang Xi at the center, the heavens and earth within a ten-thousand-mile radius transformed!
Thunder rumbled faintly, and endless dark clouds pressed down.
"This momentum. . . it's quite astonishing."
Fang Xi folded his arms, gazing up at the sky, a faint smile playing on his lips. "No wonder many Mahayana cultivators turn pale at the mention of thunder tribulations."
The Nine Immortal Thunder Tribulations for Mahayana cultivators were pure lightning, without mental demons or wind-fire tribulations, yet they still struck fear into many cultivators.
Fortunately, this was Fang Xi's first Immortal Thunder Tribulation, so it wasn't a major problem.
Boom!
A moment later, the first five-colored immortal lightning bolt crashed down.
This time, Fang Xi did not use any Immortal Abode Rare Treasures. He simply brought his hands together.
An emerald-green rune emerged, and then a spiritual domain's power surged skyward, like emerald-green flames.
The five-colored immortal lightning merged with these jade-like flames, its power instantly diminished by several tenths!
"Hmph!"
A layer of white-gold luster appeared around Fang Xi's body, and a great sun materialized behind him. He abruptly punched towards the sky.
Whoosh!
His Heavenly Demon True Body punched towards the heavens, merging with the lightning, and then both vanished together!
Crack!
The heavenly lightning struck in rapid succession, but it was continuously dissolved by the Earthly Immortal Spiritual Domain.
Half an hour later, the clouds dispersed and the rain ceased, as a seven-colored rainbow descended.
"Indeed, the first Immortal Thunder Tribulation was quite simple. . ."
"Even without using various supreme treasures and my full foundation, I easily passed it with just my innate magical arts and divine abilities. . ."
Fang Xi closed his eyes.
The changes after overcoming the Immortal Thunder Tribulation had just begun!
A figure, almost perfectly overlapping with him, stepped out of his physical body—it was the Nascent Soul of a Mahayana cultivator!
This Nascent Soul was identical to Fang Xi, like his twin brother.
At this moment, it was absorbing the various mysterious Dao Rhythms left behind after the Immortal Thunder Tribulation dissipated, refining the Nascent Soul.
The already perfected Nascent Soul now had a somewhat transparent quality.
"With each Immortal Thunder Tribulation overcome, a Mahayana cultivator's Nascent Soul partially transforms towards a Primordial Spirit. . . until the ninth immortal lightning passes, and the Primordial Spirit is forged, thus achieving longevity and becoming a true True Immortal!"
The mysterious Dao Rhythms left by the first Immortal Thunder Tribulation quickly dissipated.
Fang Xi's Nascent Soul felt a touch of regret, then returned to his physical body and entered the Earthly Immortal Spiritual Realm.
An ordinary True Immortal, with a Primordial Spirit, only needed to transform their Primordial Spirit.
But for him, having cultivated the Earthly Immortal legacy, there was a next step.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Within the Earthly Immortal Spiritual Realm.
Strands of Myriad Woods Mother Qi were absorbed by Fang Xi's Nascent Soul, making its aura subtly stronger.
Then, he circulated the 'Longevity Art', sitting cross-legged before the Ancestral Demonic Tree.
Rustle, rustle!
The Ancestral Demonic Tree rustled, and emerald-like leaves drifted down.
As the Grand Heavenly Circulation proceeded, the Ancestral Demonic Tree's essence was also being transferred into Fang Xi's Nascent Soul in a strange manner.
Only at such a moment could he feel a mysterious power flowing into his Nascent Soul, causing profound changes.
"Only a True Immortal can slightly touch upon the Dao Fruit?"
After a long while, Fang Xi stood up, opening his eyes to see that the Ancestral Demonic Tree had withered further, with a few dry branches and decaying leaves appearing.
With each tribulation, his Nascent Soul would transform one step further towards a Primordial Spirit.
At this point, he formed a hand seal, and threads of the Law of Life and Death appeared, forming an illusory Dao Seed.
"I feel. . . even more at ease controlling it."
"Perhaps, when I've passed all nine tribulations and my Nascent Soul has completely transformed into a Primordial Spirit, using the Ancestral Demonic Tree as my foundation. . . I'll be able to fully control this illusory Dao Seed?"
"Dao Fruit creation. . ."
Fang Xi pondered for a moment, deciding that upon his return, he still needed to check on the research in the Kyushu World, as well as the Taisui.
However, before that, he might as well take some time to relax.
Although the True Immortal World offered all kinds of pleasures, the various entertainments of the Earthly Immortal World were like simple side dishes; after getting tired of rich meat and wine, tasting them again had a unique flavor. . .
...
True Immortal World.
"This time, when I descended, the Demon Race and Yao Race surprisingly didn't seize the opportunity to stir up trouble. Truly disappointing. . ."
A flash of earthy yellow light on the ground, and Fang Xi emerged, a hint of disappointment on his face.
The Demon Race had always been compliant and even sent him many gifts.
Moreover. . . their strength was still incredibly weak.
Therefore, he hadn't directly annihilated them, just waiting for them to bring about their own demise through their unrighteous deeds.
"It's time to go back. After another eight thousand years of leisure, I'll be an Earthly Immortal. . ."
Fang Xi's lips curved slightly into a smile, and he was about to transform into a streak of light, heading towards the Golden Bamboo Sea.
Suddenly, his Divine Consciousness stirred, and he frowned slightly.
Almost a few breaths later, several streaks of light appeared in the sky.
These streaks of light were divided into two groups: the first was a bronze chariot leading the way, upon which stood two bronze puppets whose eyes gleamed with dazzling light, emitting Mahayana-level magical power fluctuations.
Within the chariot, two figures seemed to be fleeing in disarray.
Chasing behind them were three Mahayana cultivators!
Several strands of Divine Consciousness swept over, also discovering Fang Xi.
From within the bronze chariot, a woman in her forties flashed a look of joy. The bronze light changed direction and flew towards Fang Xi: "Fellow Daoist, please save us!"
"There's another fellow practitioner here. This is our private grievance. . ."
From among the three Mahayana streaks of light behind, an old Mahayana cultivator with a golden belt wrapped around his waist transmitted his voice.
Fang Xi watched the streak of light heading straight for him, a hint of displeasure flashing across his face.
The next moment, a green light flashed around him, and he executed the Wood Escape Technique, instantly vanishing without a trace.
"Ah!"
Seeing this, a cry of alarm escaped from the bronze chariot.
Unfortunately, it was too late.
Due to the change in direction, the bronze chariot's speed slowed, and it was finally caught by the three Mahayana cultivators. . .
A great battle was about to erupt!
My condition is not good today, tomorrow morning's update will be delayed
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