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

On the ridge

Fu Xiao landed and stood next to Fu Yan.

He dusted off his clothes, looking smug.

"Son, wasn't Dad handsome just now?"

Fu Yan looked at him expressionlessly.

"handsome."

Fu Xiao became even more smug: "Catch the lightning with one hand! Throw it back into the sky! Isn't that awesome?"

Fu Yan nodded: "So handsome."

Fu Xiao: "Did they have any suspicions?"

Fu Yan thought for a moment: "They think you're here to protect your own."

Fu Xiao was taken aback for a moment: "That's who I am."

Fu Yan was silent for two seconds: "But they thought you were protecting a 'demon genius'."

Fu Xiao was silent for two seconds.

Then she patted her chest and said, "Thank goodness, I didn't expose Daiyu's identity."

But she quickly tensed up again: "Is Daiyu now at the Golden Core stage?"

Fu Yan nodded: "All nine bolts of lightning have struck; it should be done now."

Fu Xiao counted on his fingers: "A three-and-a-half-year-old Golden Core cultivator... does that mean she'll be even more powerful than me in the future?"

Fu Yan: "Yes."

Fu Xiao: "So, does that mean she can earn money to support me from now on?"

Fu Yan: "...Father, can't you be a little more sensible?"

Fu Xiao declared matter-of-factly, "It's only natural that my daughter supports me!"

Fu Yan didn't want to talk to him anymore.

The ridge fell silent again.

Both of them looked towards the valley at the same time.

Then~~

They realized something was wrong.

The clouds of calamity haven't dissipated yet?

Fu Xiao looked up at the sky: "All nine bolts of lightning have struck, so why are the clouds still there?"

Fu Yan frowned.

In the valley.

Elder Wangji also noticed something was wrong.

He looked up at the sky, his expression changing.

"Why haven't the calamity clouds dissipated yet?"

Su Ning was taken aback: "Weren't all nine lightning strikes completed?"

Yan Chuan counted: "One, two, three... eight, nine. That's right, nine."

Murong Zhuo: "Then why is Yun still here?"

Shen Qingchen looked at Gu Chenguang.

Gu Chenguang flipped through the notebook very quickly, then suddenly stopped on a page.

He looked up, his face filled with terror.

"According to ancient texts, the Golden Core Tribulation of a Chaos Spiritual Root is not nine stages."

He paused, took a deep breath, and said, "It's the return to oneness."

Shen Qingchen frowned: "What do you mean?"

"It means that after the nine heavenly lightning strikes, if the person undergoing tribulation is still alive, a third 'Return to One Lightning' will descend." Gu Chenguang spoke quickly, as if reciting a memorized text. "The power of this lightning strike is the sum of the previous nine."

The voice just fell.

"boom----!!!"

A white bolt of lightning struck down without warning.

It's thicker than all the previous grenades combined.

It was brighter than all the previous lightning bolts combined.

It's faster than all the previous lightning bolts combined.

It happened so fast that no one had time to react.

Elder Wangji had just raised his hand.

The eldest brother had just taken a step forward.

The senior brothers had just called out "Junior Sister".

I've been struck by lightning.

Then~~

Does it hurt?

I was stunned.

This lightning bolt wasn't meant to strike me.

Are you here to... heal me?

A white electric current coursed through my body, repairing it.

Repair my meridians that were damaged by the first nine lightning strikes.

Repair my fractured bones.

Repair my burned skin.

It felt warm and cozy, like soaking in lukewarm water.

It felt like when my mother held me when I was a child.

My golden core is also changing.

It is glowing.

It went from being grayish to...colorful?

It's not gold.

It's not white either.

It is a color that is a mixture of all colors.

Like a drop of oil under the sunlight, it is colorful.

Moreover, it is rounder and stronger than Caigang!

If the golden elixir just now was an ordinary bead, this one is now a perfect bead.

It is flawless.

There wasn't a single crack.

It's so perfect, it's as if God himself crafted it.

The elders and fellow disciples standing next to me were also enveloped in white light.

They were baptized by the afterglow of the thunder.

Then~~

Elder Wangji was suddenly stunned.

He looked down at his hands, then looked up at the sky.

"I've been stuck at the bottleneck of the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm for 60 years... it seems like I've finally broken free."

His aura was surging.

Like a door that had been closed for a long time, suddenly blown open by the wind.

"boom--"

His energy broke through the bottleneck...

Late stage of Nascent Soul!

Elder Wangji stood there, completely dumbfounded.

He had lived for over eight hundred years and survived countless tribulations, but he had never seen anything like it.

Can you really break through by riding the lightning tribulation?

He turned to look at me, his eyes burning with the fervor of someone who had seen some priceless treasure.

"Little Lin."

"Um?"

"Remember to call me next time you undergo tribulation."

"what?"

"No, invite those two old geezers, Wen Zhiya and Jing Yuan, too."

The senior disciples exchanged glances and then lowered their heads to check their own cultivation levels.

Su Ning touched his dantian: "I feel... my golden core seems to be more solidified."

Yan Chuan clenched his fist: "My injuries are completely healed, and my fire elemental power... is even more intense."

Murong Zhuo stretched his shoulders: "My meridians seem to be wider than before."

Gu Chenguang felt his dantian, clenched his fist, and loosened his shoulders: "The golden core is solid, the injuries are healed, and the meridians are wider!"

Shen Qingchen was silent for a moment, then nodded: "The mid-stage Nascent Soul realm is as stable as if it has taken root."

Gu Chenguang quickly opened his notebook and jotted down the following:

—Evaluation of the effects of the lightning tribulation:

—Full recovery: Yes!

—Cultivation level improved: Yes!

—Meridian widening: Yes!

—Golden Core Solidified: Yes!

—Note: From now on, when Junior Sister undergoes her tribulation, the entire Heavenly Sword Sect must be present!

After he finished writing, he looked up at Elder Wangji.

"Elder, next time Junior Sister undergoes her Nascent Soul Tribulation, can we also mooch off her?"

Elder Wangji stroked his chin, seemingly lost in thought.

"Theoretically... yes."

Su Ning's eyes lit up: "Then can we also get a Nascent Soul stage?"

Yan Chuan's eyes lit up: "Then can I get a head start on the Nascent Soul stage?"

Murong Zhuo's eyes lit up even more: "Then can I... get some..."

Elder Wangji interrupted him: "Don't overthink it. How much you can get depends on your luck."

But everyone laughed.

They were laughing like it was Chinese New Year.

........................

On a distant mountain ridge.

Fu Xiao and Fu Yan watched this scene in silence.

Fu Xiao's mouth gaped open in an "O" shape: "You can do that?"

Fu Yan remained silent.

Fu Xiao said sourly, "They benefited from my daughter's tribulation to break through, but I didn't get to benefit from it."

Fu Yan glanced at him: "You're the Demon Lord. What are you doing here?"

Fu Xiao retorted confidently, "Can't the Demon Lord freeload?"

Fu Yan remained expressionless: "Your cultivation is too high. This kind of heavenly lightning has no effect on you."

Fu Xiao was even more envious: "So I took that hit for nothing?"

Fu Yan ignored him and continued swallowing pills.

Looking at his jubilant senior brothers in the valley, Fu Xiao felt increasingly envious.

"Why can they freeload while I can't?"

Fu Yan rolled her eyes: "Because you were standing on the ridge."

Fu Xiao: "..."

He suddenly felt a little regretful.

I should have flown a little closer earlier.

Fu Yan looked at his sour-faced father and sighed.

"Let's go."

"Where to?"

"Go back. The commercial district still needs to be reorganized."

Fu Xiao looked back every few steps, saying, "But my daughter..."

Fu Yan interrupted, "She's fine. She has her senior brothers with her and the elders protecting her."

Fu Xiao still refused to leave.

Fu Yan grabbed his sleeve and pulled it down.

"Let's go, let's go. If you don't leave now, it'll be so embarrassing if people find out that the Demon Lord is spying here."

Fu Xiao was dragged away unwillingly.

He looked back one last time before leaving.

"Daughter, Dad is leaving."

"Take good care of yourself."

"Remember to call me 'Dad' next time you undergo tribulation."

"Dad wants to join in too."

In the valley.

I sneezed.

"Achoo!"

Su Ning looked down at me: "Junior Sister, what's wrong? Did you catch a cold?"

I rubbed my nose: "It's nothing. Maybe someone misses me."

Gu Chenguang wrote in his notebook:

—Junior Sister's aftereffects of transcending tribulation: sneezing.

—Cause analysis: It may be the lingering effect of the lightning.

—It's also possible that someone misses her.

—Note: No matter the reason, as long as Junior Sister is alright, that's all that matters.

I looked up at the sky.

The clouds of calamity have dispersed.

The moon is out.

The silvery moonlight shone down, illuminating the entire valley.

It illuminated the smiling faces of the elders and fellow disciples.

It illuminated the chaotic golden elixir in my dantian.

Three and a half years old.

The golden elixir was formed.

I took a deep breath and felt the surging power within me.

Then~~

My stomach is growling.

"Gurgle gurgle gurgle..."

Everyone was looking at me.

I clutched my stomach: "Um... is there anything to eat?"

Elder Wangji smiled.

The eldest brother smiled.

All the senior brothers laughed.

Yan Chuan took a steamed bun out of his storage bag and handed it to me.

"Here you go. I knew you'd be hungry after you survived your tribulation, so I saved this for you."

I took the steamed bun.

Cold and hard.

But I was hungry, so it tasted delicious.