"Wow, this is the first time I've seen a heavenly tribulation with a break, coming in waves. Interesting." Chu Fan commented, puzzled. In his opinion, Yu Ling couldn't possibly face a second tribulation in that short period of time.

The city guard slapped Chu Fan on the head, his tone complicated, and said, "What rest? That was clearly a tribulation of the Nascent Soul stage. Where did this sword cultivator come from? A Nascent Soul stage cultivator around a hundred years old, undergoing tribulation twice a day, could he be a reincarnated person?"

Although there are few cultivators who reincarnate and return to the mortal realm, they do exist. Chu Fan has encountered a few who pretend to be young, but Mo Xuanyu is a genuine little genius of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect. Both his bone age and soul are normal. How could he be a reincarnated person?

Because of his changed impression of Yu Ling, Chu Fan spontaneously defended her, saying, "He is Mo Xuanyu, the peak master of Tingxue Peak in our Wanjian Sect. Although he is only at the Golden Core stage, he is invincible among Nascent Soul cultivators. He is a well-known figure in our sect and is not some reincarnated old monster!"

"The Ten Thousand Swords Sect? No wonder, another young genius has emerged!" The city guard stroked his beard. He had lived a long time and seen many geniuses, and there were even those who broke through one after another, but someone like Yu Ling was extremely rare. To undergo two tribulations in one day was simply unheard of! He, as a witness, should be recorded in history.

etc........

That's not right.

Even if someone from the Ten Thousand Swords Sect is a genius, they're not one of our own. What's there for him to be so gratified about?!

"Alright, alright, I got it. He's out, you two hurry up and leave, you hear me? Don't make me nag you a second time." Considering that Yu Ling is a little genius favored by Heaven, the city guards didn't intend to offend her. What if she becomes successful in the future? There's always a chance to meet again; one should be forgiving when possible.

"........(ˉ▽￣～) Tch~~ It's not like we want to stay." Chu Fan complained in a low voice.

"Huh? What did you say???"

The city guard merely grunted, but Chu Fan immediately cowered: "N-nothing! We'll leave as soon as we're done with the tribulation!"

Although he verbally admitted defeat, he inwardly rolled his eyes. So what if he's at the Nascent Soul stage? Give him some time, and he can break through to the Nascent Soul stage too, humph!

The tribulation of exiting the body lasted longer than the last time, striking for a full three days, making the city guardians pale with worry.

In three days, mortals came looking for him more than three times. The city guards were unable to leave because they had to protect the Jade Dharma, so they could only anxiously pace around outside.

Chu Fan had no idea what this person was in such a hurry for. A Nascent Soul cultivator had no patience at all. Didn't they usually go into seclusion for a month or two? Could it be... constipation? Bah! Cultivators have long since stopped eating!

As the wait continued, time passed little by little as Yu Ling frantically spent her spirit stones.

—Another day dawns—

On this day, Yu Ling finally stepped out of the cultivation room, which almost brought tears to the eyes of the city guardian. Before the two could say anything, she waved her hand and threw them into her own private spatial array, throwing them out of the mortal realm.

(─\u003d≡Σ(((つ??ω??)つ～Let’s go!)

It's quiet now, finally we can get down to business! The city guard breathed a sigh of relief and hurried out the door. He regretted it; he should have just pretended not to see that cleaning spell. It was such a waste of time.

Meanwhile, Boss Feng, who had negotiated with Wang Baofu and Zhao Xin before, was cursing loudly in his room.

What kind of bullshit city guardian is this? How can he just disappear at such a crucial time?! Everyone's all ready except for him, the person who's supposed to start the ceremony, and we can't find him anywhere!

That's right, Boss Feng and the city protectors are in cahoots. They're working together, one getting resources and the other acting as a henchman, preparing to do something big in this city!

They had been preparing for this for so many years, and the hardships they had endured were indescribable. There was absolutely no room for error!

"Boss, the money from the Zhao family has arrived." A subordinate brought a barely satisfactory message, which eased Boss Feng's frustration somewhat.

"Has Zhao Xin been dealt with?"

"Don't worry, boss, not a single one was left alive!" "Ha! A mere young master from a small chamber of commerce dares to talk big, trying to fool me with those defective products? Does he think I'm made of clay and have no temper?"

Boss Feng chuckled, sighed, and sat down on a stool nearby, saying...

"I'm in business, not charity. Luckily, my original intention was to deliberately arrange for two suckers to send some money, otherwise it would have been really hard to gather these 900 people. We bought more than 300 people just from the arena."

"But boss, we haven't found Wang Baofu yet, should we...?"

"No need. We've already got the Wang family's money, that's enough. We'd be better off finding the city's guardian. Do you know how urgently they're pressuring us? Me, dealing with those evil cultivators alone... ugh! It'll kill me!!!"

At this point, Boss Feng was so angry that he pounded his chest and stamped his feet, and he kept sighing as he spoke.

This left the subordinate who came to report at a loss for words. What kind of identity and strength did the city guardian have? He had heard of him before! A powerful figure in the Nascent Soul stage, a big shot who could dominate a region among cultivators. Asking them, mere mortals, to go and find him was simply making things difficult for them.

Fortunately, before Boss Feng could lose his temper with him, the city guards, who were finally free from Yu Ling and the other two, arrived quickly and asked, "Have you collected all the mortals with spiritual roots that I gathered for you?"

"Oh, sir! You've finally arrived! They've been waiting impatiently! Don't worry, I've prepared quite a few fresh people, all slaves from the city, which cost a lot of money... Everything else is ready too, just waiting for you."

"Then let's set off quickly and hurry up, lest something unexpected happens."

"Yes, sir!"

The conspiracy that brought about the dramatic scene for the Wanjian Sect group has finally surfaced. Behind the veil lies an extremely serious incident concerning the entire cultivator community.

After Yu Ling disrupted their original plans with her bizarre method of undergoing tribulation, they almost impatiently began this ceremony to "open the path to advancement"...

"I have worked diligently and conscientiously all my life, but I am still afraid of the sword hanging over my head as my lifespan comes to an end... It seems that I can only repay this debt by doing more good deeds after I have successfully smuggled myself to the upper realm to prolong my life."

The city protector spoke frankly from the bottom of his heart. In front of him, spiritual roots dug out from people's bodies were piled up on the ground, dripping with blood.