Chapter 52 The Heartless Little Tribulation
If the female lead finds out that her man has a son with another woman, she probably won't let the matter rest. What will Di Yin do then?
Jiang Xianwan doesn't care how many female leads she takes in; anyone who tries to make things difficult for her and her son is her enemy!
Jiang Xingxing is not lacking in fathers!
She lowered her eyes, a ruthless coldness gleaming in them.
Are these peaceful days finally coming to an end?
The female lead is about to take off.
It seems that some things are inevitable sooner or later.
Then let's meet.
Who cares if Di Yin is some kind of Northern Emperor, or if she's the female lead or not.
Jiang Xingxing is not a stain; Jiang Xingxing is the most precious pearl in her and Feng Huixue's hearts!
At this moment, Jiang Xianwan's realm loosened more and more violently, and the spiritual power around his body could no longer be controlled to boil and churn. The smile on his lips gradually faded.
On the first day after she came out of the waterside pavilion, she found it difficult to suppress her spiritual power. She originally wanted to wait for her senior brothers to come out of the sword cave before breaking through, and also to show off a bit.
My emotions have been fluctuating wildly these past few days. Now that my spiritual energy is surging, if I suppress it any longer, I fear I will suffer a qi deviation.
Jiang Xianwan snapped out of her reverie, gazing at the silvery clouds in the sky. Her black hair and blue robes billowed in the wind, her face contorted with unbearable rage.
Last time, that purple lightning bolt chased her for three whole days, like it was striking her father's killer!
I wonder how many days this will last.
Thinking of his painful history of forming his core, Jiang Xianwan gritted his teeth inwardly, still feeling somewhat apprehensive.
It really hurts so much!
That lightning bolt was like a damn dog, relentlessly biting her.
"Nascent Soul Tribulation Lightning?"
Yun Weize gently gripped the white jade wine cup, gazing at the distant horizon.
Jiang Xianwan's tribulation lightning was far more powerful and spectacular than that of other disciples when they formed their Nascent Souls.
It even rivaled the tribulation lightning of the Nascent Soul stage.
He suppressed the worry in his eyes, his lips curved slightly, and turned to look at the person who had come, saying directly, "Di Yin, you see, she can do very well without relying on anyone."
To drive away guests.
Di Yin's affairs or matters are none of his concern; Jiang Xianwan is a promising talent.
His Taixu Sect has top-notch resources, so his disciples don't need the Southern Emperor's Spiritual Ruins for cultivation.
His brother seems simple-minded, adhering to a laissez-faire approach, managing his apprentices like weeds, yet the results are surprisingly amazing.
Of the four little guys who can only figure things out on their own, Su Qingliu is a proper sword cultivator, Bai Ziye is a dual cultivator of formations and talismans, and Lin Yujin is skilled in both swordsmanship and pills.
Jiang Xianwan... is a complete mess, he doesn't even have a sword yet.
But none of this hinders their rapid growth; on the contrary, this method is very suitable.
Without Emperor Yin's presence in the Spirit Ruins, Jiang Xianwan's breakthrough to the Nascent Soul stage would only be a few days later.
Di Yin ignored him, preoccupied with how he coaxed Jiang Xianwan into his sea of consciousness. He suppressed his jealousy, his expression remaining completely calm.
He kept gazing at the girl, her clothes fluttering in the wind, standing facing the lightning, unable to hide the worry in his eyes, and... a shimmering light.
Despite her slender figure, she possesses an undeniable and powerful strength.
He already knew that Jiang Xianwan had only been a disciple of the Phoenix Sword Master for half a year, and had only officially entered the Taixu Sect after the Secret Realm Disciples Exchange Conference.
She had been in the Northern Territory for a year, and Wu Miao wouldn't interfere too much with her. Jiang Xianwan hadn't received any guidance or instruction before.
At first, she had no spiritual power and arrived riding a crane.
After cultivating with him, she gained spiritual power and cultivation. Later, perhaps finding it troublesome, she somehow acquired the worst iron sword and learned to control the sword herself.
He only gave her a sword and some various martial arts techniques.
The sword intent he displayed in the secret realm was clearly something he had figured out himself, a blend of the Eternal Sect's sword techniques and the Taixu Sect's sword techniques.
Jiang Xianwan had just reached the Core Formation stage when he left the Eternal Sect. He had reached this point without anyone to rely on, and the hardships he had endured behind the scenes are unimaginable.
Di Yin had no idea where she had gone or what she had done during that year and a half of blank time.
Nobody taught her.
His snow-white eyes dimmed slightly, and he saw the world suddenly change color as thick lightning tore through the sky.
Yun Weize also stared at that figure, remaining silent.
Jiang Xianwan had already moved far away from the Sword Cave and arrived at an open space to prevent the Sword Cave from being affected.
Noticing the unusual phenomenon in the heavens and earth, flickering candlelight appeared continuously on the mountainside of each peak.
Jiang Xianwan was completely unaware, staring intently at the purple tribulation lightning that was gathering its full power.
This lightning strike was incredibly fierce, giving her absolutely no time to react or catch her breath.
She had barely stood still when a devastating aura struck her with incredible speed and precision, landing on her with unstoppable force.
Then, he quickly gathered his strength again, as if afraid he wouldn't be able to kill her!
Jiang Xianwan gritted her teeth.
In truth, she has a very deep connection with this tribulation lightning.
She was able to come into this world because she was struck by this purple tribulation lightning!
She could recognize it even if it turned to ashes!
The power of lightning coursed through Jiang Xianwan's limbs and bones, striking him more than a dozen times in succession, leaving him no time to catch his breath.
She knelt on one knee, casually wiped her face, and tilted her head back, nonchalantly saying, "Tsk tsk tsk, it's you again."
"You heartless little calamity, Lei."
The thick purple lightning bolt in the sky seemed to freeze for a moment because of her words, before it began to gather and solidify again.
And then, with an arrogant twist, he brazenly declared: "It's me! It's me! Aren't you happy to see me? Don't worry, I'll chop you to pieces right now!"
Strangely, Jiang Xianwan understood the arrogance of the tribulation lightning.
However, before he could utter any more words, purple lightning struck down, crushing everything in his path.
boom--
The moment the enormous sound crashed down, Jiang Xianwan's mind went blank for a second, and he twitched reflexively.
Damn it.
Is it driven by a performance-driven urgency?
Seeing her miserable state, the purple lightning was clearly delighted, twisting smugly in the sky, casting a faint shadow over the horizon.
Xu Yanzhou stared at the excessively terrifying tribulation lightning and exclaimed, "Is this still a Nascent Soul stage tribulation lightning? Why does it seem like it wants to strike her to death?"
Jiang Xianwan also felt that the lightning bolt was meant to kill her.
His body was charred black, his blue clothes were tattered, his cheeks were covered in dust, his hair ribbon had long since come undone, and his long hair was dancing in the wind.
The power of lightning in the void rapidly gathered again, dark clouds rolled, accompanied by muffled thunder, enveloping the entire back mountain, making the sun and moon seem to want to tilt.
Jiang Xianwan was struck by lightning for five days straight. The disciples who had been watching from afar were exhausted from learning from the experience, but the tribulation lightning still showed no sign of dissipating.
Di Yin, who was initially calm and composed, gradually became mentally disturbed.
Get up, sit down, get up again, sit down.
His knuckles were clenched so tightly they turned white.
The power of this tribulation lightning is clearly not something only a Nascent Soul cultivator possesses; it is comparable to a Deity Transformation cultivator, and it has lasted for five days.
Jiang Xianwan's cultivation level rose steadily, but the tribulation lightning kept relentlessly pursuing her, seemingly determined to kill her.
Yun Weize whispered, "Mid-term...late-term?"
Jiang Xianwan knelt on the ground, his fingers covered in mud, digging them into the soil.
Suddenly, he looked up, pointed angrily at the sky, and shouted, "You son of a bitch, you've got guts! Come on! Kill me!"
This is never going to end!
Does she have some deep-seated hatred for the Heavenly Dao?
Emperor Yinyun Weize: "..."
The purple lightning bolt, which was hesitating and about to disperse: ?
Is there really anyone making this kind of request?
Of course it is—
Give her what she wants!!!
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