"What... what's wrong with me?" The fatty looked absolutely confused. He suddenly felt extremely powerful. He was a new man. He had never felt so comfortable and at ease, yet he had no idea where this feeling was coming from. He had no choice but to look to the three seniors in confusion.
"Fatty..." Lonemoon did not know what else to say. Upon closer inspection, Lonemoon found that his maimed spirit root had indeed fully recovered, and it had become even thicker than it was before. Unsurprisingly, it was a Five-Elemental Spirit Root, just like Yun Heng's. He had a body type that would allow him to ascend to immortality just by lying down and doing nothing. "You... you've formed a nascent soul."
"What?" Hui Ze paused, looking more confused. He opened his mouth to say something. Disbelief was written clearly all over his face. "Formed... formed a nascent soul?" He had spent so many years in a cultivation sect afterall. It was only natural that he understood what it meant to form a nascent soul. He had even seen many people form their own nascent souls with his own eyes. Each one of them had gone through many trials and tribulations. Even with his flesh, they had to go through the same thing. But why didn't he have to? Why was it that he had formed his own nascent soul just by taking a deep breath after the array in his consciousness was undone?
"Your situation..." Lonemoon began to explain, but saw that the sky had already darkened. Spirit Qi was gushing toward Hui Ze once again. Faintly, they could feel the presence of the lightning's spirit Qi coming toward them. "Shit, your lightning tribulation is coming." That was way too fast!
Lonemoon watched as the tribulation's clouds gathered in the sky. He grabbed the fatty by the collar and flew out, stopping at a plain piece of land. He conjured a seal and left some instructions. "Fatty, you've just flown through four major stages in just one breath. The lightning tribulation is going to feel beyond your powers. It's very possible that this tribulation is for both your Golden Core and Nascent Soul stages. Hang in there. Try your best to stay conscious."
"Huh? Oh... Alright... Alright!" The fatty had not gotten his thoughts together yet, but he was already being pressed down onto the ground by Lonemoon. The next thing he knew, the array around him was all lit up. There were layers and layers of arrays which kept him firmly where he was.
It was only then that Lonemoon retreated. He looked worriedly at the fast darkening sky. The number of clouds gathering above their heads was frightening. Even from far away, they could feel the impending aura of lightning. The layers of clouds looked ominous and were so thick that they looked highly threatening. It was not the ordinary kind of lightning tribulation that Nascent Soul cultivators went through. In fact, it looked not much different from the divine tribulation.
"An immortal array?" Yi Qing asked as he studied the arrays around the fatty. With one look, he could tell that the arrays did not belong in this lower realm. He looked suspiciously at Father Niu.
"Fatty has never trained before," Lonemoon explained. Although he formed a Nascent Soul out of nowhere, he was nothing but an empty shell. Lonemoon was willing to guess that this man did not even know how to regulate the spirit Qi in his own body. Any ordinary lightning could easily kill him, much less the lightning tribulation. He had no choice but to set up these arrays. "What's more, lightning tribulations that people who have skipped stages have to go through are often more threatening than ordinary lightning tribulations." Needless to say, the fatty was in for a ride – he skipped through four stages. Lonemoon turned and scanned Chef from head to toe with contempt in his eyes. "Aren't you very familiar with these things?" You would also skip stages from time to time, you pervert!
Lonemoon's contemptuous look shut Yi Qing up. He was right – the lightning tribulation that people who skipped several stages would have to go through are often much worse than normal. He, of all people, understood. Therefore, he said nothing. Instead, he turned back to look worriedly at the fatty in the middle of all the arrays.
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My Master Disconnected Yet Again (Part 3)
Historical FictionPART 3 Everyone said that Yi Qing was the number one Sword Cultivator in the world, with a swordsmanship and cultivation that no one could surpass. Whether it was when he was cultivating in the Lower Realm, or when he was in the Ten Heavens of the U...