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

Ning Yue's crying was not a big deal.

But the heavenly lightning was too much to bear striking again.

Not only that--

Shi Yinghan stared intently at the sky, his eyes flashing with fierce light, his gaze fixed on the thunderclouds above Ning Yue's head.

It looked like it wanted to tear the thunderclouds apart.

Lei Yun: "..."

What did I do to deserve this?!

He immediately sent the remaining lightning bolts from Ning Yue flying, striking the trees nearby.

The trees cannot speak; they are charred and teetering on the brink of collapse.

He looked quite pitiful...

Then, lightning immediately rained down golden dust.

Not only did they tidy up Ning Yue's afro and gray face, and fill him with spiritual energy, they also restored the tree that had been hit.

It looks more vibrant than before.

Swaying happily in the wind.

Shi Yinghan immediately went over and helped Ning Yue, who was lying on the ground, up.

"How are you, Junior Sister?"

Ning Yue wore an expression of surprise, delight, and disbelief.

"Once could be an accident, but twice? Is this how lightning tribulations work?!"

Upon hearing this, Lei Yun slammed his fist in displeasure and then dispersed.

Ning Yue was helped up by Shi Yinghan.

His injuries had completely healed, and his spiritual energy was now fully replenished.

She felt a little embarrassed as Shi Yinghan, who was covered in wounds and dirt, helped her up.

So he got up and helped Shi Yinghan up.

Shi Yinghan's legs were trembling slightly. Seeing that Ning Yue had recovered, she told Ning Yue to retreat to a safe position.

"I have two more lightning bolts left, they might be a bit powerful, Junior Sister, go wait over there for a while."

Ning Yue, supporting Shi Yinghan, suggested, "Why don't you let out a couple of howls, Senior Brother? Maybe the tribulation won't strike you."

Shi Yinghan: "..."

Howl twice?

Ning Yue seemed to sense Shi Yinghan's embarrassment and comforted him.

"Don't worry, all the senior brothers and sisters nearby have run far away, and even Master and the elders aren't around, so no one will hear us."

Shi Yinghan: "..."

Despite his appearance, he is actually quite concerned about his image.

He absolutely could not bring himself to cry in front of his junior sister.

Ning Yue immediately saw what he was thinking and considerately said, "Don't worry, senior brother, I won't tell anyone."

Shi Yinghan's face turned red instantly.

It was quite remarkable that Ning Yue could see a blush on her face, which was covered in gray and black.

The roar from the sky sounded several more times.

The thunderclouds grew even darker.

It seems that the power of these last two lightning tribulations is not on the same level as the previous ones.

Ning Yue grew a little anxious: "Hey, senior brother, don't be so shy, just let out a couple of howls!"

Seeing how worried his junior sister was about him, and knowing that his whole body was indeed numb with pain.

Shi Yinghan struggled for a moment.

Seeing Ning Yue's anxious expression, he finally made up his mind.

Forget it! What's face to me! I don't care anymore!

So she pursed her lips, her mouth stiffened, and she let out a completely emotionless sound: "—Waaah."

Ning Yue: "..."

How can a person make such an insincere cry?

She cried as loudly as a train whistle.

really--

It's unclear whether Shi Yinghan's crying was insincere or if his crying was ineffective against the lightning tribulation.

The lightning tribulation was ready and struck Shi Yinghan squarely on the head.

They even deliberately avoided Ning Yue.

Shi Yinghan slightly opened his mouth and exhaled a puff of black smoke: "...Junior Sister, it's useless."

Ning Yue: "..."

Crying like a little train won't do any good.

Shi Yinghan was at his wit's end; he had no memory of crying last time.

It's actually quite difficult to get him to cry genuinely.

Shi Yinghan was so struck that she could barely stand up, and her legs trembled as she knelt on the ground.

It was only thanks to Ning Yue's strength that he didn't collapse.

Ning Yue used a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from Shi Yinghan's eyes.

"Are you alright, senior brother?"

Shi Yinghan reached out and summoned his sword, shifting most of his body weight onto the hilt.

The voice sounded forced: "...It's nothing."

Ning Yue looked up at the sky, where the final bolt of lightning was brewing.

I doubt her crying will do any good this time.

Because the lightning tribulation intentionally avoided her, and also to prevent other things from accidentally harming Ning Yue.

The lightning strikes only hit Shi Yinghan.

So even if Ning Yue cries until her throat is hoarse, the lightning tribulation will still chase after Shi Yinghan and strike her.

Ning Yue took out a pill from his Qiankun bag and brought it to Shi Yinghan's lips.

I had a lot of stuff stored in my Qiankun Bag when I went to the Demon Cave before, but I didn't use it much.

Shi Yinghan shook his head: "...It's no use. The only way to withstand the lightning tribulation is with your body."

This is really difficult.

Ning Yue clicked his tongue. All the pills and magical artifacts outside were useless, so he could only wait helplessly.

She supported Shi Yinghan's other half of his body, so that he could save some energy.

Shi Yinghan slowly exhaled and smiled at Ning Yue, saying, "...Thank you, Junior Sister."

Ning Yue looked at his exposed skin, some of which was charred, and the edges of his robes were blackened.

Just like before, it's a wonder Shi Yinghan could endure it.

If there hadn't been people around, she would have rolled on the ground in despair.

The final thunderbolt—

They probably wanted to finish quickly, so they sped up the process.

A dark, heavy mass of thunderclouds pressed down on the two of them, crashing down with a ferocious roar, as thick as a bowl.

—It struck Shi Yinghan hard.

Shi Yinghan groaned softly, suppressing a cry.

His body suddenly leaned forward, but fortunately Ning Yue supported him so he didn't fall directly to the ground.

After this attack, the thick black clouds finally dissipated.

As the sunlight gradually emerged, the golden dust left by the lightning tribulation sprinkled onto Shi Yinghan's mottled skin.

As the exposed skin gradually healed, Shi Yinghan regained some strength.

He used his sword to support himself as he stood up from the ground.

A surge of spiritual energy erupted from Shi Yinghan's body.

The surrounding air trembled slightly, making a vibration—

—Nascent Soul Stage!

The first Nascent Soul Realm cultivator of the younger generation of the Fusang Sect!

Ning Yue: "Congratulations, Senior Brother!"

Although the late Golden Core stage and the early Nascent Soul stage are only one minor realm apart, their strengths are worlds apart!

Ning Yue suddenly wanted to experience the power of the Nascent Soul stage as well.

Looks like I need to work harder lately!

Shi Yinghan smiled and gently patted Ning Yue's head.

"My junior sister will definitely catch up with me soon."

He suddenly caught a glimpse of the sword in Ning Yue's hand.

"—Is this your destined sword?"

Ning Yue followed his gaze and said, "That's right, it's called Sheng Hua (生花)."

As he spoke, he twirled his sword in front of Shi Yinghan.

With each movement, tiny yet beautiful flowers spilled from the sword.

Drifting around Ningyue—

Ning Yue smiled, dressed in a clean white disciple's robe, with scattered flowers around him as if for decoration.

This made Ning Yue look extremely dazzling.

Shi Yinghan was taken aback—

The sound of disciples cheering could be heard from afar.

The disciples who had been watching earlier rushed towards Shi Yinghan and Ning Yue with smiles on their faces.

One minute they're congratulating Ning Yue, the next they're congratulating Shi Yinghan.

They practically surrounded this area completely.

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Immortal Realm —

A richly dressed man leans against a balustrade.

A man with a resentful expression stood to the side: "My Lord, isn't this a bit inappropriate?"

The man known as the God-King had several lightning bolts wrapped around his fingers and looked up at him with his eyes half-raised.

"Xiao Yue cried so pitifully, of course I couldn't bear to let you chop her up."

The man looked helpless for a moment: "I won't strike anymore, give me back my lightning."

Upon hearing this, the deity shrugged with satisfaction.

The lightning darted and crawled onto the man, then disappeared.