"Who is this young man!" Gong Changyun’s expression changed dramatically. Facing Wen Zhixing, he felt completely out of his depth. He could sense that their cultivation levels were both in the Sixth Realm, yet Wen Zhixing exuded an overwhelming sense of oppression.
What was most astounding was that this man showed no reaction to the Divine Tribulation. No, it would be more accurate to say he *was* reacting—the expression on his face was one of enjoynt. What kind of physique is this? Gong Changyun’s eyes filled with disbelief. He had, in fact, attempted to cultivate the Hundred Tribulations Ancient Skill before but had quickly abandoned it due to his fear of the Divine Tribulation. The gap between them was glaringly obvious.
Fortunately, Tong Huaqin and the others were all focused on Wen Zhixing; no one had noticed his earlier cowardice and shock. It salvaged so of his pride. This allowed Gong Changyun to breathe a sigh of relief internally, even as his expression grew darker.
"Senior Sister Tong, he is Wen Zhixing..." Just then, Lingyin and Lingle, holding Tong Huaqin’s hand, spoke, their large, round eyes wide open.
"Wen Zhixing... So he is the Wen Zhixing that Elder Nangong accepted as his disciple that day." Tong Huaqin’s eyes sparkled faintly. She had heard about Wen Zhixing. Even within the Hundred Tribulations Holy Land, God prides recognized by the wills of the eight divine beasts were few and far between. Naturally, word of this had already spread, though many had not yet seen Wen Zhixing in person. Her gaze, fixed on Wen Zhixing as he bathed in thunder, was radiant.
Truth be told, an outstanding person was already eye-catching enough, but add good looks to the mix, and they were simply a showstopper upon arrival. Moreover, Wen Zhixing had just saved Tong Huaqin. Thus, Wen Zhixing’s first impression on Tong Huaqin was stellar, completely off the charts!
"Wen Zhixing..." Gong Changyun also heard the na, and the sense of crisis in his heart intensified. So it’s this prodigy! A twinge of jealousy pricked his heart. Fate is truly unfair; such talent should have been mine. Gong Changyun, a God pride after all, quickly suppressed his negative emotions. He then silently stood beside Tong Huaqin, offering her a bottle of elixir. "Junior Sister Huaqin," he said, "your injuries are not light. You should take this elixir to heal."
"No need." Tong Huaqin paused at his words, then shook her head in refusal. "I have my own." With a flip of her slender white hands, she produced a bottle of elixir and began to consu it. Throughout this process, she did not spare Gong Changyun a single glance. Now he’s worried about my injuries? Why didn’t he think of that earlier?
"Heh, that’s good then." Gong Changyun’s expression remained unchanged, though his smile was sowhat stiff. Originally, he had been rejoicing his own safe escape. However, Wen Zhixing’s sudden appearance ant Tong Huaqin’s foundations likely hadn’t suffered much damage. This made him reluctant to give up on her. After all, she was his intended Taoist companion; it would be remiss of him not to truly win her over. Tong Huaqin still had her uses.
Lingyin and Lingle, however, both looked up at him at the sa ti. They saw the malicious aura around him growing rampantly, causing a flicker in their eyes...
「At this mont, above the sky do.」
RUMBLE!
[Tribulation successfully crossed.]
[Your Hundred Tribulations Ancient Skill has made a perfect breakthrough.]
[Current level: 4.]
As Wen Zhixing absorbed the final bolt of thunder, the prompt panel appeared.
CRACK! CRACK!
As his qi and blood surged within him, his physical body also underwent subtle changes. His skin briefly shimred with a faint luster before quickly returning to normal.
The strength of my punch now is at least twice what it was before. Wen Zhixing couldn’t help but raise his hand and clench it into a fist. An unceasing flow of power surged within his body, allowing him to tangibly feel himself growing rapidly stronger. This Hundred Tribulations Ancient Skill is truly remarkable. It has increased my strength so much in just two short weeks.
Of course, this was also related to Wen Zhixing’s Constitution. After all, he possessed the Longevity Body; the potential hidden within him far surpassed that of ordinary geniuses. If it were soone else, even if they too broke through to the fourth level of the Hundred Tribulations Ancient Skill, they wouldn’t experience such a significant increase in strength.
After briefly assessing his gains, Wen Zhixing turned his gaze toward Tong Huaqin and her group nearby. Originally, Wen Zhixing had intended to leave imdiately, as he had no interest in interacting with them. But Lingyin and Lingle were energetically waving at him from a distance.
"Co on~"
"Co on~"
Seeing the two little girls so enthusiastic, Wen Zhixing reconsidered and decided to approach them.
"Big Brother!" Lingyin and Lingle called out in unison, their hands raised and waving continuously. Their sparkling eyes watched Wen Zhixing intently, brimming with admiration.
This is quite the warm welco... Wen Zhixing felt sowhat embarrassed. Sotis, he considered himself quite socially awkward. It was usually manageable, but when dealing with strangers who were overly enthusiastic, he would feel uncomfortable. Luckily, this ti, the enthusiastic ones were two children.
In the next mont, Wen Zhixing’s figure flickered and appeared before them.
"Big Brother!" Lingyin and Lingle eagerly skipped forward, seeking a hug. Due to their height, they could only hug his sturdy thighs.
Truthfully, the three of them weren’t that familiar with each other; they had only t once before. However, because the girls could perceive auras of good and evil, and in their perception, Wen Zhixing was friendly towards them, they instinctively trusted him. Naturally, they felt much closer to him.
"Hello there," Wen Zhixing consciously softened his voice, making it much more gentle.
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