Chapter 113 Jealousy Takes Flight

As the tribulation was nearing its end, Yan Li lay prostrate on the ground, looking particularly pitiful. His once flowing long hair was now tattered and torn, like withered leaves in autumn.

His body was covered in charred marks, but the roar from the sky continued, relentlessly shaking the heavens and earth.

The dark green natal spirit pearl he clutched tightly in his hand was covered with shocking cracks. At the same time, the final lightning tribulation was slowly gathering power in the sky, its might so great that it inspired fear.

The crowd outside the arena saw that the final lightning tribulation had been gathering power for a long time and was extremely difficult to deal with. Those with lower cultivation levels even had their legs go weak and left first. The others with higher cultivation levels could not back down for the sake of their future cultivation path and could only hold their breath and wait.

Yan Li's gaze searched for a familiar figure outside the arena, as if searching for the source of power. He saw her standing quietly in the distance watching him, and the feeling was wonderful; he even forgot the pain of his wounds.

He silently put away the spirit pearl and took out the magic weapon she had given him.

It was an umbrella woven from a few delicate flower petals, its surface exuding a faint fragrance, like a flower blooming in spring.

The umbrella handle is made of a string of smooth, round beads. These beads are hollow inside, yet they seem to contain some kind of indescribable mystery.

His consciousness was connected to the magical artifact, and he felt its powerful abilities.

The activation of lightning-avoiding magic treasures differs from other combat magic treasures. Magic treasures specifically designed to resist lightning tribulations do not consume much spiritual power when activated. The magic treasure he uses is even more special, with the beads at the bottom used to store lightning orbs, which are then refined and tempered at the same time as the umbrella body.

This magical artifact is not a one-time use item; in fact, this tribulation of lightning can help it evolve and become even stronger.

"Sisi said that this magic weapon will accompany me through the tribulation of ascension, which will be such a magnificent scene. What we are seeing now is not scary at all!"

He has nothing to fear.

He glanced at her one last time, and then resolutely opened the magical artifact. The umbrella, crafted from delicate flower petals, instantly unfurled, blocking out the sky above his head.

His pale hand gripped the umbrella handle tightly. The handle was warm and smooth like jade, with a delicate and comfortable touch, as if it could soothe all his worries.

He was so badly injured that he found it increasingly difficult to speak. A smear of pale green blood accidentally smeared onto the umbrella handle, and the blood was quickly absorbed by the handle.

The heavenly tribulation gradually took shape, giving no time to think. Accompanied by a deafening roar, like the wrath of the gods, it struck down mercilessly, determined to reduce everything below to nothingness.

Yan Li gripped the umbrella handle tightly, resolutely facing this devastating blow. His eyes gleamed with an indomitable light. "Come on, let's see who disappears first!"

Outside the arena, a group of Golden Core stage disciples whispered among themselves: "Being Yao Fengzhu's lover is truly a dream come true. That magic weapon is clearly made by Yao Fengzhu himself."

"Of course, who wouldn't want to be her man? But you know what, with so many close male friends of Master Yao, I haven't seen any of them truly win her heart."

"It's not obvious whether she has won her heart or not, but it's quite obvious that she has won someone else's heart."

"So, who do you think Peak Master Yao actually likes?"

"Why do I have a feeling that Peak Master Yao is completely devoid of romantic understanding?"

"The 'love orifice,' what is that?"

"You don't even know about love, yet you're discussing it so enthusiastically. I think this Peak Master Yao likes all of them, but his true love hasn't awakened yet."

"Hmm? You mean, Peak Master Yao's lover hasn't appeared yet?"

"That's not necessarily true..."

"No, you're making it sound so mysterious. What exactly happened? I placed all my bets at Jinshifang. I even placed my bet on Uncle Qi Mu."

Another onlooker touched his nose and said, "I also placed a bet; I bet on this guy today."

"Oh, I bet too. How come everyone bet on it behind my back?"

"You'd better keep your voice down, lest Peak Master Yao hear you."

...

After the raging torrent of lightning tribulation, Yan Li finally survived. The handle of the umbrella in his hand was infused with extremely pure lightning power under the baptism of this thunderous force. This power should have been terrifying and unbearable, but Yan Li felt no vibration at all when he held it in his hand.

On the umbrella's surface, the already vibrant petals, illuminated by the lightning, became even deeper and more dazzling in color. Each petal seemed to contain boundless vitality, reflecting the power of the lightning.

Despite being the most severe lightning tribulation, he felt that the damage from this lightning tribulation was not as intense as the previous lightning strike because the magic weapon was too powerful.

After the lightning tribulation, the dark clouds that had been hanging in the sky seemed to be gently brushed away by an invisible hand, gradually dissipating into the horizon, revealing a clear blue sky, cloudless and sunny.

At the same time, a gentle rain fell from the sky, falling softly and delicately, bringing much-needed nourishment to the earth.

The sweet dew gently fell from Yan Li's center, each drop containing endless vitality and life force, meticulously nourishing his once withered hair and parched body.

At that very moment, Yan Li moved slightly, revealing his true form in order to absorb more nectar. A faint layer of green smoke swirled and rose around his true form, like a mysterious barrier, cleverly concealing him within.

Under the cover of green mist, countless vines quietly grew, some as thick as an arm, others as slender as silk, intertwining and entwining with each other. These vines greedily absorbed the sweet rain falling from the sky, devouring every drop of dew with insatiable hunger, transforming it into the power of growth.

As time passed, the vines grew stronger and the leaves became greener. Yanli had somehow returned to human form.

Strange golden-green runes flickered on his forehead and profile, as if they had been formed by lightning during a tribulation, making him appear even more mysterious.

The oppressive aura emanating from him grew increasingly heavy, yet his face wore a warm smile that seemed completely out of place with his dignified demeanor, as if an irrepressible urgency was driving him to fly swiftly toward Yao Sisi.

The others in the air offered their congratulations from afar, but none of them left; they simply waited to watch the drama unfold.

Perhaps the older cultivators were too idle; after being nourished by the nectar, they could have easily left, but now everyone was exchanging knowing glances.

Yan Li rushed to Yao Sisi and stepped directly between her and Qi Mu. He turned back and raised an eyebrow at Qi Mu, saying, "Thank you for protecting me, fellow Daoist."

Qi Mu: "Mm."

He was just checking if he could make it through; as for protecting the Dao? Ha, that's all fate.

He turned slightly to the side, wanting to throw the guy out, but he kept quiet out of consideration for his pride.

Seeing that Yan Li had successfully survived the tribulation, Yao Sisi sincerely congratulated her, saying, "Congratulations on your breakthrough."

Yan Li smiled and looked at her affectionately: "Thank you for the gift, Miss Sisi."

He raised his palm, and the umbrella-shaped magical artifact shrank to the size of his palm. "Here, take it."

Yao Sisi put the magic weapon away and then said, "I'll nurture it for now, and return it to you after I've used it to transcend my tribulation. However, it seems you haven't named it yet?"

Yan Li: "I took it. I asked Sisi to send me the flower umbrella."

Yao Sisi was amused: "What kind of name is this? Who would name their child like this? Even if it's Zhi Xiu, you should at least be elegant."

Qi Mu, standing to the side: "..."

What a shameless name.

The onlookers: Wow! Say more, we love to hear it!

Yan Li: "But I think it sounds great, and it's very straightforward and direct. Otherwise, what should we call it? Sisi, do you have any ideas?"

Yao Sisi thought to herself: If it weren't for my bad name-giving skills, I would have been able to name it as soon as it was refined, so why would I have asked?

Qi Mu, who was standing to the side, slightly curled her lips and uttered a name, "How about calling it Green Frost Umbrella?"

Yan Li shook her head: "Why does it have the word 'green' in it? I don't think it sounds good."

Qi Mu paused, then heard a voice transmission from the hairpin in her hair: [Hahahaha, green? Hahahaha, I'm dying of laughter, what a fake magnanimity, you've been exposed~]

Qi Mu: "You are a plant cultivator, so your natural color is emerald green. Isn't it unusual for your magic weapon to carry the characteristics of your original form?"

Yan Li: "..."

What color my true form is is none of your business. Hmph.

"I want the umbrella that Sisi sent."

Qi Mu: "The Green Floss Umbrella is more fitting."

Yan Li: "No, I don't love naming things, I name my magic weapon."

Qi Mu: "..."

Yao Sisi silently looked up at the sky: "..."

Okay, I really want to ascend to heaven today.