The Art of Subduing Dragons

Chapter 105

Ruan Li stood here for a full two days. She knew Luo Qingci wouldn't let her in, but she still didn't want to leave.

She could sense when the inverse scales were triggered, knowing that Luo Qingci was in another outburst. Even if Luo Qingci didn't need her, standing a bit closer was still better.

In the distance, there was a clamor of voices, with disciples and peak masters of various peaks rushing over under Gu Zhichao's lead.

Ruan Li didn't want to be too conspicuous. She was well aware that her presence was not beneficial to Luo Qingci, so she quietly concealed herself and, after the crowd had gathered, silently stood at the back.

The tribulation of thunder had concluded, and Luo Qingci's advancement was a certainty. Returning to the Small Immortal Realm, Luo Qingci should be the number one person in the Immortal Gate. This thunder tribulation was different from ordinary Small Immortal Realm tribulations; it was more urgent and intense.

When the golden lightning descended, Luo Qingci stood in mid-air. Her blue robes fluttered in the pressure of the thunder tribulation. Even under the thunder's onslaught, she remained unmoved, with the golden lightning coursing through her meridians and expanding her channels.

Six successive bolts of lightning fell, and Luo Qingci endured them all, leaving everyone profoundly shocked.

Even returning to the Small Immortal Realm, it was impossible for ordinary people to withstand such a tribulation, yet Luo Qingci did.

Jiang Yuebai and Gu Zhichao stared in astonishment. After a while, Gu Zhichao whispered, "Even if she fell and climbed back up, she still shines so brightly."

Jiang Yuebai nodded, "Though she has just entered the Small Immortal Realm, she seems stronger than before."

After Luo Qingci completed the tribulation, she opened the entrance to the Abyssal Pool. In an instant, a gust of cold wind with snow rushed towards her. Amidst the swirling snowflakes, Luo Qingci stepped out slowly.

Gu Zhichao and Jiang Yuebai watched her with complex expressions.

Behind them, the young disciples looked on with burning eyes, as if they were seeing a deity.

Many of them had just begun their cultivation journey, and the first genius they beheld was someone like Luo Qingci. The admiration and impact were hard to describe.

Soon, someone started, and then everyone clasped their hands together and shouted in unison, "Disciples congratulate Immortal Lord Huai Bamboo on returning to the Small Immortal Realm!"

"Disciples congratulate Immortal Lord Huai Bamboo on returning to the Small Immortal Realm!"

"Disciples congratulate Immortal Lord Huai Bamboo on returning to the Small Immortal Realm!"

The three shouts echoed through the sky, becoming an unforgettable memory for the young disciples of Tianyan Sect.

Luo Qingci didn't react much to this. The snow grew heavier, as if it were cheering her advancement.

Luo Qingci stood quietly at the entrance to the Abyssal Pool, her gaze cooler than the wind in the pool, looking at the crowd with an emotionless demeanor, as if everything was irrelevant to her.

But just as she was about to withdraw her gaze, it seemed her heart sensed something, and she looked toward the right corner.

Luo Qingci's gaze directly crossed over the bustling crowd of white-robed and gray-robed disciples and precisely locked onto the plain figure outside the crowd.