The head master has a new female apprentice

Chapter 476 Fifth Brother, what are you doing here? (First Update)
"To become a supreme being, one must first undergo the trials and tribulations of heaven." These were the words Shen Juefeng told Zhou Qing.

True supreme powerhouses must endure not only the tempering of their physical bodies, but also the tempering of their Dao hearts.

Only by enduring the tribulation lightning with one's physical body and experiencing the might of heaven with one's divine soul can one forge an unparalleled foundation for the Dao.

Just then, the fourth green lightning bolt arrived silently.

This lightning bolt appeared gentle, yet it contained a terrifying power to plunder life force.

Uncle Er's skin shrank at a visible rate, and in the blink of an eye, he became a horrifying figure of skin and bones.

The crimson Dao flower burst forth with its last rays of light, barely protecting the last vestige of life in his heart.

"boom!"

The fifth bolt of azure lightning followed immediately.

This lightning bolt was as sharp as a knife, and it cut the Second Uncle's broken body in half!

His lower body instantly vaporized, while his upper body was thrown hundreds of feet by the aftershocks of the thunder, embedding itself heavily into a distant mountain.

"Grandpa!!" Zhou Qing's eyes widened in fury, and he instinctively rushed forward.

But he stopped in his tracks—making a move rashly at this moment would only amplify the power of the heavenly tribulation.

He could only watch helplessly as the tattered tricolor flower swayed and flew towards the mountain ruins.

Without a second thought, Zhou Qing hurriedly took out the tribulation-crossing manual given to him by his father-in-law before his departure, hoping to find a way to remedy the situation.

Suddenly, his expression changed drastically, and he turned around abruptly—

"Wasn't this place supposed to be sparsely populated?" Zhou Qing cursed inwardly. Sure enough, the commotion of his tribulation had attracted uninvited guests.

He quickly took out a puppet, and in a flash, its appearance had completely changed.

In the blink of an eye, an old man with a sinister face and a terrifying aura appeared on the spot—it was none other than Yan Wuming, the fifth ancestor of the Yan family!
In preparation for the tribulation, the second uncle specially gave Zhou Qing more than a dozen wooden puppets containing the amplification power of his nascent soul.

These puppets are different from ordinary disguise masks; they can perfectly transform a person into the appearance of anyone they have ever seen, even mimicking their aura with uncanny accuracy.

He had used it many times before when he was in the Holy Martial Dynasty and had a great experience with it.

It has to be said that such a terrifying increase in Nascent Soul cultivation is comparable to cheating.

At this moment, he transformed into the appearance of Yan Wuming, and even simulated the pressure of the late-stage Supreme Realm perfectly.

In this third territory, the Yan family is a powerful and fearsome overlord, enough to deter even the most wicked.

Just as he finished disguising himself, a white figure suddenly appeared not far away.

Upon seeing who it was, Zhou Qing's pupils constricted sharply, and he almost couldn't suppress his killing intent.

Because the person who came was none other than Yan Wuxin, the ninth ancestor of the Yan family.

The effeminate man in white robes and rouge stood in mid-air, curiously observing the scene of the tribulation.

When he noticed "Yan Wuming", he was clearly taken aback, and then he quickly moved closer.

Zhou Qing resisted the urge to retreat and maintained the dignified posture of the Fifth Patriarch.

"What are you doing here, Fifth Brother?" Yan Wuxin asked in a low voice.

Zhou Qing's mind raced, and she smiled calmly: "What do you think?"

Yan Wuxin looked at the distant lightning tribulation and said with a sinister smile, "This is the eighth one, isn't it? Fifth Brother's luck is something Ninth Brother can only dream of."

Zhou Qing's heart skipped a beat—what, an eighth one?

He remained outwardly calm, standing with his hands behind his back.

Yan Wuxin then released his Supreme Realm divine sense to scan the surroundings, and then clicked his tongue. "Another poor old man with no one to protect him, he doesn't even have a Tribulation Transformation Diagram, such a penniless wretch... Wait! That's..."

His expression changed drastically, and his voice even changed tone: "Three Flowers Gathering at the Top?!"

Amidst the ruins, atop the mangled figure's head, a tattered tricolor Dao flower stubbornly shone.

Zhou Qing had quietly grasped the tetanus shot with his hand behind his back, but after a moment's thought, he withdrew it.

Reason forced him to suppress his murderous intent.

He was ultimately only at the late stage of the Spirit Severing Realm. Although he had a record of killing Supreme Realm cultivators, it was all done after he had made thorough preparations.

If we act rashly now, and force Yan Wuxin to enter the tribulation zone, triggering a heavenly tribulation, it will only harm Second Uncle.

What's more troublesome is that the only ultimate weapon, the [Mirror of Infernal Blaze], has already been given to Second Uncle for self-defense.

With just two inscribed-level divine abilities, the chances of quickly defeating a Supreme Realm expert like Yan Wuxin are extremely slim.

"We can only wait and see," Zhou Qing forced himself to calm down.

On the other side, Yan Wuxin was so excited after confirming that his second uncle was indeed a "Three Flowers Gathering at the Top" type of person that he danced with joy.

"We've struck it rich! To be able to recruit a Supreme Realm expert at the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top is like a windfall for the Yan family!"

Zhou Qing suppressed his nausea and pretended to be calm, saying, "Look how happy you are, calm down."

"We must hold on!" Yan Wuxin rubbed his hands together, his eyes gleaming with greed.

"But Fifth Brother, we've got a deal this time. Don't just kill them like before. You were lucky the first seven times; you always managed to encounter a Great Perfection of the Spirit Severing Realm during their tribulation."

Zhou Qing was shocked and finally understood what the so-called "eighth" meant—it turned out that Yan Wuming had been hunting down cultivators who had undergone tribulation!

"Some have successfully transcended the tribulation; if you can't invite them, kill them while they're severely injured. Others have failed the tribulation; even their remains and storage bags are treasures."

Yan Wuxin kept talking, completely unaware that "Fifth Brother" beside him had already clenched his fists.

Zhou Qing felt a surge of killing intent. Which of these cultivators who could reach the Tribulation Transcending stage hadn't gone through countless hardships and dangers?
But at their most vulnerable moment, they were taken advantage of by a scoundrel like Yan Wuming.
Yan Wuxin continued his analysis: "The Three Flowers Gathering at the Top haven't used the Tribulation Transformation Diagram yet, either because they are too arrogant, or because they are too poor to afford it."

"I'm more inclined to believe the latter—without even a protector, what else can they be but a pauper?"

"Once he has overcome his tribulation, we'll first send him elixirs and pretend to be his protectors, then invite him with the promise of a position as a retainer in the Yan family. The success rate is very high!"

Zhou Qing forced himself to nod, suppressing his nausea: "That's what I think."

His gaze, however, fell worriedly upon his second uncle, who was covered in blood, and he thought to himself: Uncle, you must hold on.
At this moment, the sixth bolt of azure lightning, carrying a bone-chilling cold, crashed down, freezing the space in its path with spiderweb-like ice patterns.

The second uncle's remaining half of his body instantly turned into an ice sculpture, and the three-colored Dao flower was also sealed in a huge ice crystal, its light almost completely extinguished.

At this critical moment between life and death—

"Click-clack"

A faint cracking sound suddenly came from inside the ice crystal.

Suddenly, the frozen Second Uncle opened his eyes, and black lightning flashed in his cloudy eyes!
The frozen Dao flower trembled violently, and strange black light burst forth from the cracks in its petals, beginning to frantically devour the surrounding icy power.

"Break for me!!"

With a hoarse roar, the black lightning cultivated by the inscription-level divine power "Nine Tribulations Thunder Talisman Scripture" within Second Uncle's body suddenly erupted!

The moment the ice crystals shattered, his tattered body began to regenerate at a visible speed, with black lightning flowing through the newly formed flesh.

Although the three-colored Dao flower was broken, the cracks on its petals transformed into ancient Dao patterns, exuding an aura of vicissitudes and antiquity.

At this moment, the last bolt of purple lightning finally descended...

(End of this chapter)