After transmigrating into the body of a junior sister of a celestial sect, the cultivation world wen

Compared to Ning Yue, who was almost completely drained, the tree branches were becoming increasingly moist.

Finally, just as Ning Yue's spiritual power and physical strength were about to run out, the tree branch was satisfied.

A dazzling light emanated from his body.

Ning Yue and Xiao Hua both closed their eyes.

The array's powerful suction finally disappeared, and Ning Yue, feeling weak all over, staggered backward.

With quick reflexes, Xiao Cao slid down and landed on Ning Yue's head.

So this is what it feels like to be completely drained?

Ning Yue weakly raised his hand and rubbed Xiao Cao's head.

"Thank you, little grass, you're such a sweet little darling."

The little grass bowed its head slightly and shyly closed its leaves.

After the light faded, the true form of the natal sword was finally revealed.

—A large, charred vine?

Ning Yue moved closer, puzzled, and examined the charred object from all angles.

...I can't see any clues.

Xiao Hua said from the side, "Tear the outside open and take a look."

Ning Yue did as instructed.

The moment it was torn open, a surge of powerful spiritual energy burst forth from within.

The once ordinary little tree branch has been transformed into a long sword that exudes a chilling aura.

The sword has a long and beautiful blade, with delicate vines wrapped around the hilt, and a green gem-like inlay at the very center.

Ning Yue held it in his hand, felt its weight, and wanted to test its power immediately.

Imagine a pure white space.

The moment the space was formed, Ning Yue solidified into hard ice more than ten meters thick inside.

He raised his longsword to his chest and swung it across the thick ice, leaving a sword mark.

The sword intent is both chilling and warm; these two contradictory adjectives appear at the same time.

Ning Yue was somewhat surprised.

The moment it was swung out, some unnamed flowers scattered around the sword.

The fragrance, full of the spirit of spring, spread around Ningyue.

The sword's edge was like a gentle breeze carrying the scent of spring, as if bathed in warm sunlight.

The instant it touched the thick ice!

—But it instantly split the thick ice into two pieces.

The gap in the middle is so sharp that it is almost invisible!

"Tsk tsk tsk." Ning Yue exclaimed, "How cool is that? It even has its own petal effect."

Xiaohua looked surprised too—

"Your natal sword is actually like this?" Xiaohua said.

"—I thought she would be the ruthless and fierce type."

"Is it because its main body is a tree branch that it has this warm quality?" Ning Yue said.

Xiao Hua shook her head: "It has nothing to do with its original form."

Faced with absolute talent, a destined sword will only develop certain traits according to the creator's will.

"—So, this sword is the embodiment of your will."

Ning Yue touched the long sword in his hand.

A collection of wills.

This sword really gives people a very different feeling, like it's part of your own body.

The sword-wielding movements and techniques were very fluid, and spiritual energy could circulate freely.

"It's a top-notch spirit sword, shall we get ready?" Xiao Hua said leisurely.

"What are you preparing?"

"Of course it's lightning tribulation. A spirit sword of this quality must be tempered by lightning tribulation."

Ning Yue: "..."

……

The familiar sound of thunder came again from afar.

"We've been getting a little too ambiguous these past few days..." Ning Yue said, "We've been seeing each other quite frequently."

A thunderous roar served as a response.

She seemed quite exhausted by the frequent meetings with Ning Yue.

Ning Yue chuckled, raised his hand and tossed his natal sword into the air, examining it carefully for a while.

We need to give it a name.

"—Let's call you Sheng Hua."

Every step brings forth beauty, every turn brings forth beauty.

That fits perfectly.

"I'm leaving," Ning Yue waved to the little flowers and grass, "going out to undergo tribulation."

Sheng Hua obediently followed behind Ning Yue.

……

When Ning Yue opened his eyes, the sky outside was indeed gray and gloomy.

The sound of thunder grew louder as it approached, accompanied by flashes of lightning within the dark clouds.

It looks about the same scale as the last Heavenly-grade Pill.

Ning Yue looked pained.

I'm going to get slashed again!

She held the flower in one hand, opened the door, and ran towards their usual spot.

The thunder is getting louder and louder.

It felt like I was being chased from behind and about to be struck down.

When Ning Yue reached the small hill he had been standing on, he suddenly saw a large, dark mass of people ahead of him.

She was wondering why she had come this way, since this place was usually the least populated.

Why are there so many people at this time?

Just then, someone spotted her: "Junior Sister? Are you here to see Senior Brother undergo his tribulation too?"

Senior Brother? Undergoing Tribulation?

She paused for a moment, then looked ahead.

Shi Yinghan stood in front, his body covered in scorched spots, his face covered in sweat and dust.

Directly above him, thunderclouds were gathering, seemingly preparing for the next bolt of lightning.

Ning Yue: "..."

It's a Nascent Soul Tribulation...

No wonder the thunderclouds here are so dark—

They bumped into each other!

Ning Yue was puzzled for a moment when she saw the sky over there, but then lightning was about to strike her.

Time was of the essence for her, and she headed straight this way.

I never expected Shi Yinghan to be here too!

Ning Yue couldn't imagine the destructive power of two people undergoing lightning tribulation in the same place at the same time...

Seeing Ning Yue stunned, the senior brother who had called her earlier asked again, "What are you thinking about, junior sister?"

The junior sister didn't say anything upon hearing this, but just gave him a pitiful smile.

The senior brother instinctively sensed something was wrong.

Then, the thundercloud above Ning Yue's head crackled with lightning...

Senior brother: "..."

Those around: "..."

???

Ning Yue raised the Sheng Hua in his hand and said shyly, "I also plan to have my natal sword undergo tribulation."

……

The flowers shimmered with golden light beneath the thunderclouds.

It exudes vibrant life from time to time.

The senior brothers and sisters were almost blinded by the overwhelming spiritual power and sword intent that Sheng Hua possessed.

Oh……

Junior Sister's natal sword...

No wonder something of this rank still needs to undergo tribulation.

"Run! Run!"

One of the senior brothers shouted, and the people surrounding Ning Yue scattered like birds and beasts.

The dark, crowded venue was cleared out instantly.

Wow, that's efficient!

At that very moment—

The lightning that had been brewing over Ning Yue's head finally struck him down.

...Ning Yue exhaled a plume of black smoke.

The surrounding ground was mottled and scarred by lightning strikes.

The senior students who ran in time breathed a sigh of relief.

...Luckily, I ran fast!

……

Shi Yinghan's tribulation was a major event.

The sect leader and elders also came over to see.

The disciples, who were close to Ning Yue and had received the news earlier, quickly withdrew.

However, the sect leaders and elders in the front positions were so engrossed in watching Shi Yinghan that they did not notice the unusual activity behind them.

Until Ning Yue unleashed that earth-shattering bolt of lightning.

The flying rocks nearly hit the elders, which startled them back to their senses.

"Xiao Yue!? What are you doing here?" The law enforcement elder looked at Ning Yue curiously, then glanced around.

"Huh? Where are the other disciples? Weren't they just packed together a moment ago?"

Ning Yue pointed to the black smoke he had just exhaled and lifted Sheng Hua up.

"My natal sword has been forged and is undergoing tribulation."

metropolitan:"……"

Elder: "..."

The two thunderclouds above Shi Yinghan and Ning Yue's heads roared simultaneously.

And their location...

—To make matters worse, I was right between the two of them!