Apocalypse: Why did you provoke her? She's a cultivator.

Chapter 147 Nascent Soul
The setting sun cast a long shadow of her as she walked step by step out of the courtyard and into the vast twilight beyond the city.

The four of them stood at the doorway, watching her figure walk further and further away until she disappeared at the end of the road, and no one spoke again.

The evening breeze swept by, swirling up a few fallen leaves from the ground, carrying a touch of desolation.

From this moment on, the figure that always stood in front of them in times of danger would never appear again.

Ye Qiumian stepped onto the flying artifact with pink and white petals and flew off in a random direction under the clouds.

Once the cultivation level of the Golden Core stage is stabilized, it enters a period of stagnation, and it is difficult to make further breakthroughs in the short term.

She simply gave up the idea of ​​deliberately cultivating and took the time to travel around, which could be considered as tempering her mind.

The flying artifact was quite fast, and the scenery below rushed past, from barren fields to abandoned towns.

Occasionally, scattered survivor settlements emerge from the ruins, revealing a faint trace of human presence.

Along the way, she encountered many wandering zombies surrounding lone individuals.

At first, it was just a casual act of rescue, but as I saw it more often, it became the norm.

With a flick of his fingertips, he could conjure ice spikes and fireballs, always managing to save people from the jaws of zombies in the most critical moments.

Most of the rescued people were still in shock. Before they could even express their gratitude, they saw a figure in blue stepping into the air and disappearing into the distance, leaving only an indifferent silhouette.

Three months passed in the blink of an eye.

During her journey, she stopped at a place called Hirata Town.

There lurked a gigantic zombie king, whose speed and strength far surpassed that of an ordinary fifth-tier zombie.

It captured many ordinary people and a few individuals with low-level superpowers, imprisoned them, and fed them to the animal.

Ye Qiumian beheaded the zombie king and released all those who were imprisoned.

To her surprise, just seven days later, when she returned and passed by Hirata Town, she once again felt the familiar, violent aura of the Zombie King.

Upon sneaking into the town, sure enough, a new zombie king had appeared.

Fortunately, this time the zombie king did not capture any ordinary people or people with superpowers.

Ye Qiumian dealt with the new zombie king once again, but her heart sank.

In less than ten days, a new zombie king was born, which means that the evolution speed of zombies is much faster than they expected.

This speed is almost like being driven by some invisible force, frantically iterating and becoming stronger.

After leaving Hirata Town, she flew towards the highway leading to the state capital base that she remembered.

This highway was said to have been cleared by people with superpowers long ago, and it did seem smoother than other sections of the road at the moment. Occasionally, one could see convoys of vehicles and groups of people escorted by people with superpowers.

In the distance, she saw a sizable group resting by the roadside, with the words "Qinglong Hall" embroidered on their banners.

As her gaze swept across the crowd, she paused slightly—in that line, Xiao Bin's family was clearly visible.

Xiao Bin was much more composed than before, and was talking quietly with several people from the Azure Dragon Hall.

Beside him, Xiao Nuo was tiptoeing to hand water to a young man, a faint smile on her face, her actions revealing a natural intimacy.

Ye Qiumian recognized the man; he was Yu Wenhao, whom she had met a few times in Lincheng.

It seems these two young people have gotten together.

Ye Qiumian watched quietly from the clouds for a moment, then turned around and continued flying forward without disturbing them.

She overheard other people chatting on the way and learned that Xin'an City had not been peaceful these past few months.

The zombie hordes grew more and more intense with each wave. Although the city's defenses and the team of superhumans managed to repel two waves, the pressure on the city was mounting.

Ultimately, Mu Zhenzhong decided to abandon Xin'an City and relocate the entire city to a more stable base in the prefecture.

Judging by the timeline, Xin'an City may have already begun its relocation at this moment.

A pang of melancholy swept through Ye Qiumian's heart, yet she understood it was a helpless act. She didn't look back; the migrating group had their own path to follow, while her path lay elsewhere.

During my three-month journey, I witnessed too much life and death, and gained a deeper understanding of the world today.

The spiritual energy within the body seemed to settle and brew, showing faint signs of stirring again.

Ye Qiu Mian knew it was time to go back into seclusion.

She turned her flying artifact around and flew towards the cliff in her memory.

Once again, as I landed at the cave at the bottom of the cliff, the familiar spiritual energy rushed towards me, even more intense than it had been three months ago.

The moment Ye Qiumian stepped into the cave, she froze.

The unnamed tree at the end of the cave had grown much larger.

The trees that originally reached the top of the cave now fill the space inside.

The fatal thing is that its roots have become thick and tough at some point, like countless giant blue pythons, deeply embedded in the surrounding rock walls.

The rock wall was stretched open with many fine cracks, and one could vaguely see even more concentrated spiritual energy flowing behind the cracks.

Ye Qiumian walked to the tree, raised her hand and gently stroked the rough trunk, murmuring softly, "What kind of tree are you?"

The cave was completely silent, except for the echo of her clear voice.

She smiled, not expecting an answer.

He patted the tree trunk, as if greeting an old friend, then found a flat rock next to the tree and sat down cross-legged.

Ye Qiu Mian closed her eyes and began to guide the surrounding spiritual energy into her body.

Outside the cave, the wind howled, and the vines on the cliff swayed in the wind.

Inside the cave, surrounded by spiritual energy, a person and a tree will spend a long time together in this secluded world.

Time seemed to stretch out infinitely inside the cave.

Ye Qiumian secluded herself in the cave for a whole year to cultivate.

At first, spiritual energy flows slowly through the meridians, like water flowing over a riverbed, gradually washing away and filling the meridians.

As she gained complete control over her Golden Core cultivation, the Golden Core within her dantian began to emit a warm glow.

The light grew brighter and brighter, gradually condensing into a hazy halo, within which a small figure was slowly taking shape.

That's the prototype of a Nascent Soul!
The moment the outline of the nascent soul became clear, the sky outside the cave darkened without warning.

A pressure even more violent than the Golden Core Tribulation enveloped the entire cliff.

Dark clouds surged, and purple-gold lightning rolled and roared within them, like giant dragons poised to pounce.

Ye Qiu Mian opened her eyes, got up and walked to the cave entrance. Standing at the bottom of the cliff, her eyes reflected the lightning in the sky.

She knew that the Nascent Soul Tribulation was coming.

The first bolt of lightning struck with a sharp, tearing sound as it hit the top of her head.

Ye Qiu Mian neither dodged nor avoided, but made a hand seal with her fingertips. The nascent soul in her dantian raised its hand to draw out the surrounding spiritual energy, which condensed into a pale golden light shield in front of her.

With a loud "boom," the light shield trembled violently, but it did not shatter.

But the second, the third... each bolt of lightning was more ferocious than the last, the purple-gold gradually mixed with some ink, those were tribulation lightning containing an aura of destruction.

The light shield was on the verge of breaking several times, and blood spilled from the corner of Ye Qiumian's mouth, but she still kept her back straight.

She could clearly feel the spiritual veins deep within the cave surging wildly.

A rich spiritual energy flowed in through the cracks in the rock wall, continuously entering her body.

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