Sword Sect Little Demon Child, Three and a Half Years Old and Extremely Fierce

The cultivation world also sensed it.

Qingyun Sect:

Several disciples were chatting at the mountain gate.

One of them suddenly pointed to the distant sky and exclaimed, "Oh my! Look! Over there in the Demon Realm, the Golden Core Tribulation is here!"

Everyone else looked up.

"Another prodigy has emerged in the Demon Realm?"

"That's quite a show of force."

Standing among her senior brothers and sisters, Shangguan Haitang looked up at the distant sky and asked, "Will I also face a tribulation of lightning in the future?"

Her senior sister smiled and patted her head: "Junior sister is so amazing, she will definitely be able to form her core before she turns fifty."

Another senior brother chimed in, "They'll surpass Shen Qingchen of the Heavenly Sword Sect by then."

"Those poor bastards are so arrogant, isn't it just because everyone in their sect is at least at the Golden Core stage?"

"Our junior sister will definitely prove them wrong then."

As soon as he finished speaking, a senior brother who was observing the tribulation clouds suddenly frowned.

"Wait a minute. Look at these calamity clouds, something's not right..."

"—This isn't a Golden Core tribulation, is it?"

"Oh right, it looks like a Nascent Soul cultivator. Only a Nascent Soul cultivator could have such a grand display."

Everyone looked at each other.

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Yu Ling Sect:

Qingliu was feeding the glass pig when she suddenly looked up at the distant sky.

"Is there some unusual activity in the Demon Realm?"

Li Bufan also looked up and said, "The clouds of the cultivation world have all drifted away."

Qing Liuliu frowned: "Such a grand display, could it be a Nascent Soul stage cultivator undergoing tribulation?"

Li Bufan thought for a moment: "It's probably one of the demon generals. After all, they made so much money at this trade fair, they're in a good mood, and the barrier might have accidentally weakened?"

Qing Liuliu nodded: "That makes sense."

Then continue feeding the pigs.

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Zen Buddhism:

Several monks are meditating.

A young novice monk ran in: "Master! Someone in the Demon Realm is undergoing tribulation! It's a huge event!"

The old monk didn't even lift his eyelids: "Amitabha."

The young novice monk grew anxious: "Master, aren't you going to take a look?"

The old monk said, "What difference does it make if we look? What difference does it make if we don't? The lightning won't strike us."

Little novice monk: "..."

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Hehuan Sect:

Several female cultivators leaned against the windowsill, gazing at the distant sky.

"Look! Look! Someone in the Demon Realm is undergoing tribulation!"

"What does this have to do with me? They can't be my Daoist partner anyway."

"But it seems to be the Nascent Soul stage!"

"—Nascent Soul stage…" The female cultivator's eyes lit up. "That's something to consider."

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The God of Food Sect.

A chubby disciple rushed into the kitchen: "Sect Master! Another Nascent Soul cultivator has appeared in the Demon Realm!"

The sect leader didn't even look up, focusing intently on stir-frying the vegetables in the pot.

"The Demon Realm? The ingredients we bought this time are indeed quite good."

"Sect Master, is this the important point?"

The sect leader flipped the pot over, releasing a fragrant aroma: "So, what's the key point?"

disciple:"……"

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Other sects:

"I bet it's a tribulation of lightning for the Nascent Soul stage."

"I think it's the Nascent Soul stage."

"We'll know once we see how many bolts of lightning strike."

"Yes! Nine Golden Core stages, eighteen Nascent Soul stages, and twenty-seven Deity Transformation stages."

"Anyway, it's not us who are being attacked, so the pressure won't be enough to suppress us."

Everyone sat on small stools, cracking sunflower seeds, and gazing at the distant calamity clouds.

Everyone's just watching the show.

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Inside the secluded meditation room of Qingyun Sect.

Sect Master Qingmeng opened her eyes.

She had just swallowed a Tranquilizing Pill, preparing to break through to the Void Refinement stage.

But there was always an inexplicable unease in my heart.

It's not due to external influences.

It's... a kind of intuition.

It seems like something important is happening.

She shook her head, thinking she was overthinking it.

Take the second calming pill.

Continue your practice.

She needs to break through to the Void Refinement stage.

Of the five major sect leaders, she is currently the only one at the Nascent Soul stage.

Even if one has reached the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul stage, one is still still a Nascent Soul cultivator.

If it weren't for my love-struck mind that wasted a century of my life back then.

She has long since reached the Void Refinement stage.

That bastard...

She took a deep breath and closed her eyes.

This time, I have to advance to the next level.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to hold onto his position as sect leader.

After all, those old guys from the Qingyue Sect have never been convinced of her abilities.

Sect Master Qingmeng calmed her mind and continued her cultivation.

But that feeling of unease never dissipated.

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The Demon Realm. The Valley.

The clouds of calamity are still gathering.

It has been going on for two full hours.

In a typical Golden Core tribulation, the tribulation clouds would gather for half an hour before lightning struck.

This time, two hours have already passed.

It's still gathering.

It's still in the planning stages.

The air became heavy.

It was so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.

Elder Wangji stood beside me, his hands clasped together, and recited a Buddhist scripture.

I didn't hear the contents of the Buddhist scriptures clearly.

It's probably something like, "May Amitabha Buddha protect this little baby from being struck by lightning."

Su Ning's voice trembled slightly: "Elder, how long have you been preparing for your Nascent Soul Tribulation?"

Elder Wangji paused for a moment, then said, "One and a half hours."

Everyone fell silent.

The junior sister's Golden Core tribulation took two hours to prepare.

It is twice as long as the Nascent Soul Tribulation.

What does this mean?

This means that even God is hesitating.

Just how heavy should this lightning strike be?

If you don't chop lightly, you won't be able to chop it.

If we chop too hard, we might flatten the entire area within a hundred miles.

So it's struggling with this.

Hesitating.

He's dawdling.

Gu Chenguang lowered his head and wrote in his notebook:

——Junior Sister's Golden Core Tribulation:

— Brewing time: two hours (still ongoing).

—Ordinary Golden Core Tribulation: Half an hour

—Transformation Tribulation: One and a half hours.

—Note: Good heavens, are you sure you haven't mistaken me for someone else? This is the Golden Core stage, not the Nascent Soul stage.

Suddenly~~

"boom!"

A bolt of lightning ripped across the sky.

It wasn't chopped down.

It exploded inside the clouds.

It's like a warning: I'm ready, are you?

Elder Wangji immediately shouted, "Little Pin'er! Guard your true self!"

I sat down cross-legged and closed my eyes.

The honey-like substance in his dantian began to rotate.

It keeps spinning faster and faster.

It gets thicker and thicker as it turns.

It becomes more and more solid with each rotation.

The calamity clouds in the sky were also swirling.

Like a giant whirlpool.

It drew in all the clouds within a hundred miles.

The center of the vortex was directly above my head.

Purple lightning churned within the vortex, one bolt after another.

It's getting denser and denser.

It's getting brighter and brighter.

"Boom!"

The thunder shook the ground.

Elder Wangji stood at the very front, with his bronze mirror, whisk, prayer beads, alms bowl, and broom all suspended in mid-air.

My fellow disciples surrounded me, their swords already drawn.

on the ridge.

Fu Yan clenched his fist.

Fu Xiao, who was standing next to him, was trembling.

"My daughter..." the Demon Lord murmured softly, "If you can't hold on, your father will rush up and carry you..."

Fu Yan gave him a cold glance: "Father, can you please stop nagging?"

Fu Xiao: "..."

He stopped talking.

But his eyes remained fixed on the valley.

Far away, even further away.

Several demon cultivators who were passing by stopped and looked up at the sky.

"Who is undergoing tribulation?"

"Judging by this, they're at least at the Nascent Soul stage, right?"

"No, the tribulation lightning at the Nascent Soul stage isn't that intense."

"—Is that the Void Refinement stage?"

The group of people looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Yes, it's possible?"

"Aren't the Tribulation of the Refinement Stage supposed to take place in the deepest part of the Demon Realm? Why is he in the middle?"

"I don't know. Just stay away. Don't get struck by lightning."

They turned and ran.

It runs faster than a rabbit.

The news spread quickly.

"A powerful being in the central region is undergoing tribulation!"

"Significant display!"

—"Outrageously large!"

"Run!"

Half of the demons in the middle area were running away.

They ran in all directions.

They were terrified of being struck by lightning.

And the one who started all of this...

A three-and-a-half-year-old toddler~~

He was sitting in front of the cave, his eyes closed, waiting for the tribulation lightning to descend.

The calamity clouds were still churning.

The lightning was still brewing.

God is still hesitating.

Everyone held their breath.

wait.

Waiting for the first thunderclap.

It chopped down.