"Just now he said my Six Tribulations are sowhat dangerous, that can’t be right."
Lin Fan pondered for a mont but didn’t feel anything unusual, so he didn’t pay much attention. He was ready for whatever ca his way, no matter how great the flood. If it dared to co, he would extinguish it.
Whatever.
Why think so much?
After witnessing the tribulations and ascension firsthand, he realized the Immortal Tribulation was a bit dangerous, and the door that appeared at the end was quite terrifying, exuding an astounding power.
That was the power of the Immortal Path.
After Lin Fan left the place, a group of people arrived after a long ti. They looked solemn but breathed a sigh of relief upon discovering traces of thunder but no corpse of Wu Daozi.
It seed that the tribulation was successful, and he had already ascended to the Immortal Realm.
Days later.
Lin Fan traveled through the world. He encountered many things, but thinking about the Six Tribulations, he didn’t act on many issues nor paid heed to strange occurrences.
"Huh!"
Suddenly.
He noticed sothing was off with the Heavenly Vault. The previously clear, blue sky now emitted an unusual aura.
"This feels like a tribulation."
"But I’m not a True Immortal Realm expert, what do you want from ?"
Lin Fan found it very odd, talking to himself, feeling sothing was amiss.
Buzz buzz!
At that mont, he discovered the anomaly was the Golden Gourd vibrating.
Very strange.
Why would the Golden Gourd vibrate?
Suddenly.
He rembered sothing; he had helped Wu Daozi with the Heavenly Tribulation recently, and the last bolt of Heavenly Tribulation was absorbed into the gourd. Normally, by now, it should have been refined, even if absorbed into the Mixed Elent Golden Gourd.
However, when he took out the Mixed Elent Golden Gourd.
He realized the situation was not as he thought.
The thunderbolt within the Golden Gourd had not dissipated and seed to be forming a connection with the Heavenly Vault.
Rumble!
Thunder resounded within the gourd, and simultaneously, a thunderbolt in the Heavenly Vault was drawn towards Lin Fan.
"Damn!"
"Things aren’t looking good."
Lin Fan released the thunderbolt absorbed in the gourd and fled towards the distance.
Looking back.
He saw the thunder from the Heavenly Vault transform into a Thunder Dragon, roaring towards him at incredible speed, seemingly surpassing light speed. In a flash, it covered Lin Fan without damaging the Dao Artifact or harming any Magical Treasures.
It directly struck Lin Fan’s body.
Crackling!
"Damn, are you sick?"
Lin Fan roared angrily, putting away the Mixed Elent Golden Gourd. He clenched his fingers tightly, muscles bulging, as the strength of the Ancestor Dragon Floating Body was unparalleled, directly resisting the thunderbolt.
"Worthy of the supre body-refinent divine skill of the Sky Dragon Clan, it’s truly domineering."
He felt much better, as the thunder damage was not severe. Without cultivating the Ancestor Dragon Floating Body, the situation might have been problematic.
Just when Lin Fan hadn’t caught his breath.
As if the Heavenly Vault knew the power of this thunder couldn’t harm Lin Fan, a more terrifying thunderbolt suddenly descended, striking him hard.
"How can this be?"
His expression changed drastically, realizing this thunderbolt was not weak, not much weaker than Wu Daozi’s final thunderbolt during the Immortal Tribulation.
Bam!
Lin Fan spat out a mouthful of blood; even the Reverse Cang Sage Suit didn’t block it, as if it didn’t sense the attack.
Rumble!
The explosion rang out.
The entire world shook violently, and Lin Fan was hit by this impact, his divine soul trembling, consciousness sinking into darkness, his whole body flying far away, then disappearing into the world.
This was unprecedented.
At least from his cultivation journey until now, he never imagined that one day, due to an inexplicable thunderbolt, he would find himself in such a predicant.
Sowhere else.
A pure white, bright-eyed White Fox cautiously hid in the grass, her gaze fixed on that charred figure in the distance, her eyes rolling as if possessing so spirituality.
After a long while.
The White Fox cautiously approached Lin Fan, every step taken slowly, ready to retreat at the slightest sound.
Soon.
The White Fox reached the body, her eyes filled with confusion. She had never seen such a charred human before, thinking it dead, but the opposite was still breathing, seemingly not dead.
She quickly left, running into the grass. With a rustling sound, she vanished.
When she reappeared.
The White Fox held a large lotus leaf in her front paws filled with water. As she moved, the water swayed and rippled, her eyes fixed on the water, swaying left and right, afraid it would spill. Her walking posture was odd.
Soon, the White Fox reached the body and poured water from the lotus leaf into its lips. Seeing the body drinking, the White Fox’s face brightened with a smile, a typical White Fox smile.
Night fell.
The cold wind was biting.
The White Fox gathered many leaves from the grass, covering the body thoroughly. Then, she lay on the body, covered in leaves, closed her eyes, and slept quietly.
At night.
The charred body underwent changes, with light rotating within the flesh, the skin becoming smooth and delicate, charred keratin falling off—this was the flesh reaching the extre, self-healing.
Morning.
Lin Fan suddenly opened his eyes, his complexion flustered; he never imagined he’d encounter such an event. The Reverse Cang Sage Suit didn’t block it, and even having refined the Ancestor Dragon Floating Body to such a state, he couldn’t resist.
Oh heavens.
I’ve done nothing so repugnant, why must I suffer such thunder punishnt?
Could it be envious of my handso features?
As he moved, leaves rustled, and the White Fox awoke, quickly retreating, maintaining a distance from Lin Fan, warily watching him. She never expected the body to suddenly awaken.
"What is this?"
Lin Fan looked at the ground, seeing many leaves and the White Fox in the distance. His chest felt calm; could it be the White Fox took care of him during his unconsciousness?
Even on the lotus leaf, there were many droplets.
After a brief thought.
He understood the situation; this is what happened.
"Fox, thank you for taking care of ; I won’t harm you, you can go." Lin Fan smiled.
His head was slightly dizzy; even now, he hadn’t figured out what exactly happened.
Even the Six Tribulations shouldn’t be like this.
He felt as if this whole series of encounters was deliberate. With his cultivation, human threats can’t harm him, and heavenly ans are very mysterious. With his current power, he indeed can’t contend with heaven, but he’s just an honest person among the multitude, why treat him this way.
Lin Fan walked towards the distance.
The White Fox stood in place, watching the departing figure, then followed him on her paws.
Atop the mountain peak.
Lin Fan looked into the distance, where there was a village. In the realm of cultivation, an ordinary village appearing like this was rare. There was an inexplicable feeling tying him there.
Only once there might he know what’s happening.
At the village entrance.
Lin Fan entered the village, seeing many villagers carrying farming tools, and many children playing. The villagers, upon seeing Lin Fan, cast curious glances.
They hadn’t seen an outsider here in a long ti.
Soon, an old man, seemingly the village chief or a venerable figure, approached. When strangers visited, it was always such elders who greeted them.
Lin Fan told the village chief he was traveling leisurely and stumbled upon the beautiful scenery, wishing to stay for so ti atop the hill.
The elder was unsure about Lin Fan’s background.
But seeing him as not seeming malevolent, he didn’t refuse. He personally led Lin Fan to the hillside, where there was a wooden house perfect for a temporary stay.
The inexplicable feeling guided him here.
He wanted to see what tribulation it could bring. Wasn’t a single Six Tribulations enough to cause so much trouble?
The elder smiled and allowed Lin Fan to reside there, then returned to the village, warning all villagers not to disturb the young man on the hill lightly.
Although they didn’t know who this young man was.
The elder had a hunch this person was extraordinary.
Not soone the rustic villagers could provoke.
Lin Fan stayed inside the house, sitting cross-legged, continuing to refine the Immortal Treasure. He wanted to see what tribulation they could bring him. The divine sense of the world was right here.
He felt no fluctuation within, not the slightest worry.
He even wanted to laugh.
Let the lightning strike dead if it dares.
The next day, morning.
A White Fox cautiously leaned against the courtyard, peering inside.
Lin Fan paid no mind to the demon creature.
To be fair, the White Fox had been of so help to him, so he naturally wouldn’t harm it.
Several days passed.
Each day, the White Fox appeared outside the courtyard.
That day, Lin Fan stepped outside, gazing at the White Fox, "Little creature, I have a tribulation here. You keep showing up here, aren’t you afraid of getting caught in it? Better run away quickly."
The White Fox seed to understand Lin Fan’s words, not fleeing, but standing outside the courtyard, just watching Lin Fan.
Lin Fan looked at the White Fox. The number of Demon Clan or Demon he had slain was countless. Logically speaking, he should carry a certain aura, yet this White Fox wasn’t afraid and often appeared here.
"Don’t you understand my words, little one? No, even if you’re not transford, at the very least, you should understand human speech; it seems you’re truly fearless. If you’re bored, you might as well join for so fun."
Not knowing what Lin Fan was thinking.
Seeing the White Fox at the courtyard’s edge, he didn’t think much about it. With nothing better to do, having such a pretty White Fox for company wasn’t bad either.
Just as he finished speaking.
The White Fox ran towards the distance, quickly vanishing without a trace.
Lin Fan shook his head, unsure what was going on with the White Fox, but after checking her statistics, he found her cultivation lacking but her bloodline intriguing.
Blood Phoenix Nine-tails.
He had never seen such a bloodline.
But with so many things in the world, encountering so special bloodlines was normal.
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