"Hey, have you heard? A branch of the Ji family harmed a born saint!"
"I've heard about it before. That was a heart with seven orifices and exquisite beauty. Those short-sighted Ji family members cut out its heart and put it into their own child. They deserve to be punished by heaven."
"That group of people have long been removed from the Ji family's genealogy, and even their cultivation has been crippled, making them even less than mortals!"
"As expected of a prestigious family, they never make mistakes on matters of great importance!"
"Bah, what aristocratic family? If it weren't for the Supreme Daoist Master stumbling upon this, it would have been suppressed long ago. How could it have spread?"
"Is that so?"
"Explain in detail!"
Gossip is human nature, and can even be said to be the nature of all living beings. In the Nine Continents of the human race, rumors concerning the high and mighty ancient families, especially bad rumors, always spread extremely quickly, almost like lightning. Almost overnight, the things that the Ji family did spread throughout the world.
In Beicangzhou, in any gathering place of cultivators, six or seven out of ten people are discussing this matter, which has become the focus of their conversations during their leisure time.
However, because the Ji family took the initiative to disclose this matter and even announced a series of severe punishments, the Ji family's reputation was not damaged too much, and even increased in some special areas.
However, accusations and insults were inevitable, because in terms of the outcome, it was an indisputable fact that the Ji family murdered a human saint. Although the members of the Ji family who committed the murder received extremely severe punishments, this could not change what had happened.
"These aristocratic families..."
In a market town where cultivators gathered, Feng Bingwen walked through it, examining the cultivation world, which was very different from that of Donghua Continent. News from all directions flowed into his ears, while information from further afield was captured by his divine soul.
Most of the news he hears now is about the Ji family. Many people feel sorry for the natural saint whose seven exquisite hearts were taken away, and some are even inquiring about his whereabouts.
However, the news that the naturally born saint had been taken away by a wandering immortal brought some comfort to those who were worried, as it was a good outcome, since the naturally born saint's exquisite heart was gone.
Feng Bingwen listened to the discussions among the cultivators around him, his heart remaining calm and unmoved. After all, this matter did not have much impact on the cultivation world of this continent; it merely provided more topics for discussion and gave some low-level cultivators who had been feeling stifled and repressed for too long an opportunity to curse the high and mighty families.
"She's just a clever and perceptive person, I never expected so many people to care!"
Feng Bingwen's soul suddenly came into contact with some secret matters. He was slightly taken aback, pondered for a moment, and then a cold smile appeared on his face.
The market town where he is now is more than ten thousand miles away from the small town where that born saint was born. He had only just left, and the next day, rumors about the Ji family were everywhere in this market town.
Even if we consider the Ji family's actions to be swift, the speed at which this information spread was far too rapid. It would be truly strange if no one was pulling the strings behind the scenes.
It's easy to guess that it's probably some kind of power struggle. Not every sect is as unique as the Supreme Dao. They don't have the capital to be detached from worldly affairs. The Supreme Dao's cultivation resources might even be obtained from beyond the heavens.
"But what does it have to do with me?"
Feng Bingwen didn't care. He knew that someone was after the Seven Aperture Exquisite Heart. Even if it wasn't the original, having it on one's body would allow one to get closer to the Great Dao, which would be beneficial for cultivation and enlightenment. It could be considered a "great opportunity".
Anyone with even a little bit of inside information should know that the Linglong Heart is now in the possession of this Supreme Daoist Master. What kind of audacity would dare to plot against him?
They must be some people who aren't well-informed. Paying attention to the actions of such a force is simply a waste of time.
Instead of wasting time on this, it would be better to think about how to cultivate that Supreme Being's reincarnation. After all, that Supreme Being had gone to great lengths to sever karmic ties, and now his true spirit was obscured and his consciousness was completely gone. Even his cultivation aptitude had only just reached the threshold for cultivation.
The Supreme Being, in his pursuit of transcendence, did so with great pleasure, but the Protector, who had borne the consequences and now had to shoulder the responsibility, was in a very difficult position.
"Isn't this population a bit too small?"
Feng Bingwen devoted half of his attention to his blessed land, where, under his arrangement, the native inhabitants had begun to raise and accept the reincarnation of the supreme being.
As for his name, Feng Bingwen allowed him to retain the surname Ji, since his current body carries the blood of the Ji family, even though his parents have had their cultivation destroyed and have fallen to a state worse than mortals.
Ji Wuyou!
This was the name Feng Bingwen gave to that supreme being. Since his parents were no longer alive, it was naturally his duty as the master to name him.
After arranging these trivial matters, Feng Bingwen thought about how to plan the future growth path of this supreme being, and martial arts training was inevitable.
Given the harsh living conditions in his current blessed land, arranging a savior scenario is quite fitting. The only problem is that the number of humans in his blessed land is too small.
Let alone a city, even a slightly larger village would have a larger population than this. The environment of such a small village would not be very good for the childhood of a supreme being.
"Should we bring in some more people from outside?"
The idea of bringing ordinary people from their own world into the blessed land had just surfaced when Feng Bingwen suppressed it.
He possesses a divine book, so he must be extremely careful with his words and actions. To lead mortals into a blessed land that is no different from the wilderness is tantamount to murder.
"Mortals should not be led around recklessly, but if they are starving people who have suffered natural disasters and have nowhere to go... that's not appropriate. No matter what kind of natural disaster it is, mortals will always have a chance to survive with the help of cultivators and gods. But if they enter my blessed land, they will all be gone in an instant if they are not careful!"
Feng Bingwen felt a bit of a headache. Adding more people to the blessed land was not something to be rushed and required careful consideration, since he wanted to bring in tens of thousands of people.
With his current cultivation level, if he accidentally harms a mortal, although there will be bad karma, he can basically ignore it. But if the number accumulates, let alone his current state, even if he becomes an immortal, he will not be able to withstand it.
"Let's find a secluded place to undergo the heavenly tribulation!"
After much thought, Feng Bingwen, unable to come up with any method that was unaffected by cause and effect, gave up on thinking and decided to focus on his own strength first, as his current accumulation was already sufficient.
There was nothing he could do; his recent stroke of good luck allowed him to surpass other cultivators in a very short time, bypassing the need for arduous cultivation and directly reaching the barrier of cultivation realm.
The most important reason for all of this is that he recently obtained innate primordial energy, and fortunately, this primordial energy focuses on enhancing his physique.
If, like the innate five elements of Qi, one focuses on his magical power, he would likely face a heavenly tribulation the moment he emerges from the gourd, breaking through his cultivation realm on the spot, without giving him time to hone and integrate his skills.
Once the thought was made up, Feng Bingwen lost interest in strolling around the market. Although the local customs and culture, so different from those of other continents, broadened his horizons, he would have plenty of time to wander around later.
Rumble—
This wasn't the first time Feng Bingwen had faced a tribulation. Although it was only his second time, he felt no panic. Instead, he was naturally confident, as if the tribulation was nothing to worry about.
He found a swamp rarely visited by any living creatures. Apart from poisonous insects and snakes, there were no intelligent creatures with spirituality in this swamp.
When thunder roared in the sky and the mighty power of heaven swept down, the swamp, which had been somewhat alive, fell silent in an instant. Even the mindless poisonous insects would follow their instincts and succumb to the power of heaven.
"Not bad, it looks no worse than the tribulation of becoming a human immortal that my master underwent!"
As the heavenly tribulation descended and the might of heaven pressed down, Feng Bingwen still felt no tension. He even had the leisure to compare his own tribulation cloud with that of his master.
The size of the potential can be used to verify a cultivator's potential, and this is directly proportional to the cultivator's potential and talent.
"What a waste of time! If I had known the tribulation clouds were this big, I should have just found a place to hide. Now, even though I've been hiding here and there, someone still managed to spot me!"
The heavenly tribulation that had gathered with him as its target did not even allow Feng Bingwen to concentrate on comparing his talent with that of his master and determining who was superior. His attention was instead focused on the cultivators who had been attracted by the aura of the tribulation clouds.
It has to be said that the cultivation atmosphere in Beicangzhou is far superior to that in Donghuazhou. The number and quality of its cultivators far surpass those in Donghuazhou; they are not even in the same league.
But there's nothing we can do about it. Geographically speaking, Donghua Continent is located at the very back of the human race, making it a relatively safe place. But precisely because it's the safest place, the divine path there is extremely prosperous.
To some extent, it can be considered the territory of the gods. Although there is a relatively famous cultivation holy land, Jiuwei Mountain, it is only one place. Compared with the other eight continents of the human race, it is indeed somewhat shabby.
For example, in the country where Feng Bingwen was born, there were no decent cultivation forces. Any slightly stronger ones were under the control of the government. If you wanted to obtain cultivation manuals and resources, you had to obey the government's arrangements and commands, which was quite miserable.
"Which senior is undergoing tribulation here? The scale of these tribulation clouds is far too terrifying; I have never seen anything like it in my life!"
"Don't say it's just your opinion. I've been cultivating for over a thousand years, and this is the first time I've ever seen such tribulation clouds. Could it be that a senior Earth Immortal is undergoing tribulation?"
"Don't talk nonsense. If he were an earth immortal, why would he choose such a secluded place?"
Even with the thunder rumbling, Feng Bingwen could hear the discussions and arguments of the cultivators who had been drawn to the edge of his tribulation clouds. Among them were even a few auras that he could not underestimate.
"Our human race's Nine Provinces are truly blessed with prosperity and outstanding people!"
Although he wanted to keep a low profile, Feng Bingwen, who was being heavily observed, maintained a good attitude and even had the mind to admire the current state of the cultivation world in Beicangzhou.
After all, he chose a secluded place, with not a single decent sect around. However, after the aura of heavenly thunder spread out, it attracted many powerful cultivators, and even the aura of a human immortal could be faintly seen. If this continues, it might even attract an earth immortal.
Feng Bingwen's mind was racing with thoughts, and just as his mind was filled with these chaotic thoughts, the first heavenly tribulation descended. The heavenly tribulation clouds were like a vast ocean pouring down, directly engulfing Feng Bingwen's figure within them, with endless lightning crackling within.
Rumble—
Such power startled the cultivators who had been drawn to the outer edge of the tribulation clouds. Most of them were terrified when they saw the world engulfed by lightning. Some cultivators of lower realms even fainted from fright.
The overwhelming heavenly might that accompanied the tribulation was something they could not withstand, even if it wasn't specifically targeted at them. After all, most cultivators, even if they exhausted their entire lives, would not need to undergo tribulation.
Who exactly is the one undergoing tribulation?
"Investigate immediately!"
The first heavenly lightning strike alone frightened many people, especially some sects and forces outside Feng Bingwen's detection range. If a powerful cultivator of unknown identity were to successfully undergo heavenly tribulation, it would impact the surrounding forces. This was a major event that would damage their own foundation and interests, and they could not afford to ignore it.
Feng Bingwen was unaware that his random choice of a place to undergo tribulation was causing many people to be on edge. He had no time to care about such things, as all his thoughts were focused on his own body.
When the tribulation lightning, like a surging sea of thunder, crashed down, Feng Bingwen finally understood why he had completely disregarded the heavenly tribulation and even had the mind to think about miscellaneous things.
Because his body was stronger than he imagined, his conscious mind was unaware of this, but his instincts still disregarded the heavenly lightning.
At this moment, even though everything around him had been completely submerged by the heavenly lightning, Feng Bingwen not only felt no discomfort, but also felt exceptionally comfortable.
He felt as if he were taking a bath rather than undergoing a tribulation. However, what was being sprinkled on him was not the comfortably warm hot spring water, but heavenly lightning containing a destructive aura, which was meant to destroy his path to enlightenment.
Unfortunately, the first bolt of heavenly lightning did not cause him any harm. Instead, it was actively consumed by his body, which had received the blessings of gods and demons, making his blood energy even more turbulent and powerful.
Originally, Feng Bingwen had some intention to resist, like a proper cultivator, to fight against the heavenly tribulation. However, after noticing the strangeness of his body, he would not do anything unnecessary. He simply spread his arms, lay back in the sea of lightning, and let the heavenly lightning "massage" him.
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