As the days went by, under Ling Qingxue's supervision, Zhang Shaozhong finally managed not to cause any more trouble.
His cultivation level has also steadily improved, and he is about to reach the peak of the Golden Core stage.
After finishing his cultivation that day, Zhang Shaozhong felt his golden core in his dantian swell uncomfortably, and the surrounding spiritual energy was surging towards him.
"We're about to break through," he said, frowning.
Ling Qingxue was both happy and worried: "So fast? Your injury has only just healed..."
"It can't be suppressed anymore."
Zhang Shaozhong sat down cross-legged, "Help me protect the Dharma."
Ling Qingxue quickly set up a protective barrier and stood guard anxiously nearby.
Breaking through to the peak of the Golden Core stage went smoothly without any unexpected incidents. But a problem arose—the next step after the peak of the Golden Core stage is the Nascent Soul stage, which requires undergoing the Heavenly Tribulation.
Upon hearing this, Master Xuanji rushed over and calculated with his fingers: "The heavenly tribulation will arrive at noon in three days."
Ling Qingxue was anxious: "Master, my husband has just recovered from his injuries, it's too dangerous for him to undergo tribulation now!"
Master Xuanji shook his head: "The heavenly tribulation is coming and there's no escaping it. Get ready, I'll be there to look after you."
After Master Xuanji left, Ling Qingxue looked at Zhang Shaozhong with concern: "How are you feeling?"
Zhang Shaozhong remained calm: "What's meant to happen will happen."
During these three days, Ling Qingxue was even more nervous than Zhang Shaozhong, and prepared a large number of magical treasures and pills for her tribulation.
Zhang Shaozhong, on the other hand, ate and slept as usual, remaining quite calm.
At noon on the third day, dark clouds gathered above the Tribulation Platform on the back mountain of the Taiqing Sect, accompanied by lightning and thunder.
Zhang Shaozhong stood in the center of the tribulation platform, his black hair flying wildly in the wind.
Ling Qingxue and Xuanji Zhenren watched nervously from a distance.
When the first bolt of lightning struck, Zhang Shaozhong neither dodged nor avoided it, but directly withstood it with his own body.
Lightning bolts danced across his body, making him wince, but he stubbornly refused to fall.
"This guy..." Ling Qingxue was terrified.
Master Xuanji nodded: "The Chaos Body is indeed extraordinary."
Eight bolts of heavenly lightning struck in succession, each more powerful than the last, but Zhang Shaozhong withstood them all.
Although his body was charred black, his eyes remained sharp.
The final bolt of lightning had been brewing for a long time; it was terrifyingly thick and struck down with a destructive force.
Zhang Shao shouted loudly, unleashing his chaotic energy at full power, and punched towards the heavenly thunder!
Boom!
After the loud noise, the dark clouds dispersed, and the sky returned to clear.
Zhang Shaozhong stood in the center of the tribulation platform. Although he looked disheveled, his aura was noticeably stronger.
"It's a success!" Ling Qingxue exclaimed excitedly and rushed over.
"Don't rush."
Master Xuanji stopped her, saying, "The Heavenly Tribulation has passed, but the Tribulation of the Inner Demons has only just begun."
Sure enough, Zhang Shaozhong suddenly froze on the spot, his eyes becoming vacant.
The tribulation of inner demons has arrived.
Zhang Shaozhong found himself back on Earth, standing at his own doorstep.
Laughter from Mom and Dad could be heard from inside the house, along with Lin Ya's voice.
He pushed open the door and saw his parents and Lin Ya sitting at the dining table eating, enjoying a happy time together.
"Your son is back?"
Aunt Zhang greeted us with a smile, "Sit down and eat. Xiaoya specially made your favorite sweet and sour pork ribs."
Lin Ya blushed and pushed the dish in front of him: "Brother Shaozhong, you should try it."
Zhang Shaozhong stared blankly at all of this, his eyes stinging with tears.
He knew it was a demon in his heart, but he just couldn't bear to wake up.
What are you standing there for?
Zhang's father served him a bowl of rice, saying, "I heard you've been working hard in your cultivation lately, eat more to nourish yourself."
Zhang Shaozhong sat down and mechanically shoveled rice into his mouth.
The food tasted authentic, my parents' care felt genuine, and everything was so wonderful.
But soon, the scene changed.
The Demon Lord suddenly appeared in the room, his blood-red eyes flashing with a fierce light.
"No!" Zhang Shaozhong suddenly stood up.
The Demon Lord grinned maliciously, and with a wave of his hand, his parents and Lin Ya all fell into pools of blood.
"Why...why did you kill them..." Zhang Shaozhong knelt on the ground, roaring in anguish.
The Demon Lord sneered, "Because they are ants, I can kill them as I please!"
Zhang Shaozhong's eyes turned bloodshot, and chaotic energy surged forth: "I'm going to kill you!"
Just as he was about to make a move, Ye Meier suddenly appeared and stood in front of the Demon Lord.
"Husband, no!" Ye Meier cried, "It wasn't my father who did it! You have to believe me!"
Zhang Shaozhong roared, "Get out of my way! Or I'll kill you too!"
Night Enchantress fiercely protected the Demon Lord: "If you want to kill someone, kill me first!"
In reality, Ling Qingxue saw Zhang Shaozhong trembling all over with blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, and she stamped her feet anxiously: "Master, what should we do?"
Master Xuanji frowned: "No one can help with the inner demon tribulation; he can only rely on himself."
In the illusion of inner demons, Zhang Shaozhong and Ye Meier were already fighting.
He showed no mercy, and Night Enchantress was forced to retreat steadily.
"Why don't you believe me..."
Ye Meier coughed up blood, her eyes filled with despair, "We used to love each other so much..."
Zhang Shaozhong paused, a series of images flashing through his mind: Ye Meier smiling as she fed him fruit, Ye Meier snuggling in his arms and acting coquettishly, Ye Meier shielding him from an attack...
"Fake...it's all fake..." he muttered to himself, but the pressure on his hands unconsciously lessened.
At this moment, Ling Qingxue also appeared in the illusion, blocking his way: "Husband, stop! What Mei'er said is true!"
Zhang Shaozhong looked at her, his eyes filled with struggle: "Are you going to help them too?"
"I'm not helping them, I'm helping you!"
Ling Qingxue cried, "Please wake up! Don't let hatred blind you anymore!"
The images of three women flashed through Zhang Shaozhong's mind: his tragically murdered parents, the despairing Ye Meier, and the tearful Ling Qingxue...
"Ah!!!" Zhang Shaozhong screamed in agony, clutching his head as the chaotic energy within his body clashed with the Supreme Forgetfulness Technique once again.
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