Chapter 355 - Heavenly Thunder Tribulation

Rumble---

Thunder rolled among the dark clouds, and wind fluttered the snow wildly on the mountaintop.

A young man with long hair sat on the mountaintop under the eye of the storm with his eyes closed. The wind howled around him and the lightnings and thunder flashed above his head, but he was still sitting like a rock without the slightest change in his expression.

"Hoo..."

Ye Anping exhaled slowly before looking at the fierce Heavenly Dao thunder tribulation with a hint of helplessness in his deep purple eyes.

In fact, ever since he and his sister killed Wu You and passed the first death tribulation of his destiny, he had been planning his own Core Formation tribulation.

He had planned to form a second-grade golden core like Ye Ao, and when the time came, he would go to Cold Country to marry Xiyue and take her and his sister to live an ordinary life in the Hundred Lotus Sect.

However, the prerequisite was to avoid being entangled with Feng Yu Die.

But now, Feng Yu Die and he had been bound by the Heavenly Dao.

Previously in the Imperial Sect, he had observed that Feng Yu Die had fallen into a bottleneck that should not have been there, and it happened because of his cultivation.

Although he was not sure, this was just in case.

If he formed a second-grade golden core and dragged down Feng Yu Die, she would definitely die in Gu Mingxin's hands in the future, and he, his sister, Xiao Yunluo, and the others would naturally not have the slightest chance of survival.

Ye Anping didn't like taking risks, but how could one avoid danger in life?

Rather than regretting yesterday, it is better to take a risk hoping that everything will go well tomorrow.

Thunderbolt---

The deep purple eyes reflected the golden lightning flashing in the storm.

Ye Anping made a hand seal in front of his chest, opened his mouth slightly, and exhaled a white spiritual mist. "Ha..."

Then, he gritted his teeth and inhaled.

"Hiss--"

Water and wood spiritual energy flowed between his mouth and nose, revealing a subtle blue-green glow.

At the same time, the Snow Jade Spirit Sword, made of black ice, flew out of his storage bag and remained hanging as if from a beam, with the blade pointing downward, directly above his head.

Boom---

A golden thunderbolt rushed down with a roar, hitting the hilt of the sword, and then was instantly frozen by the majestic icy aura within the sword, as if it was an ice tree connected to the sky.

The tree trunk was the black ice blade, while the tree crown was the dazzling golden thunder.

Thunderbolt---

The thunder guided by Snow Jade Spirit Sword unreservedly fell on Ye Anping's head through the tip of the sword. The majestic spiritual energy rushed into his meridians like a waterfall and gathered in his chest, condensing into a thumb-sized round bead.

The bones and organs in his body seemed to be torn into pieces and then put back together.

Even though Ye Anping had practiced hard in his childhood and was used to pain, he could not help but grit his teeth and entertain a fleeting thought of escaping.

But he also knew that if he fainted now, or had the slightest thought of retreating, this heavenly thunder tribulation would instantly turn him into ashes.

Boom-boom---

The thunder spread out from the sword like a snake, landing on grass, trees, mud, and rocks around Ye Anping, blasting out charred holes one by one.

"Haaa---!"

With a loud shout, the veins on Ye Anping's forehead burst with blood, and the majestic spiritual energy that fell on him spread in all directions in a ring, blowing away all the storm clouds in the sky.

Boom---

Startled, birds flew up and beasts fled when suddenly, the storm stopped.

The morning light broke through the clouds, falling on Ye Anping.

He looked up with a pale face and a wry smile.

And then---

With a "thump", he fell to the ground, and the Snow Jade Spirit Sword above his head also fell suddenly from the sky into the mud.

...

When Ye Anping woke up, he saw a wooden ceiling above him.

A girl with a silver hairpin in her hair appeared in his line of sight, and she waved in front of his eyes. "Young Master Ye, do you recognize me?"

Ye Anping rolled his eyes, and seeing that it was Ye Waner, he was slightly relieved. After a moment, he sat up from the bed with Ye Waner's help. "Miss Ye, how many days have I slept?"

"I haven't even thought about this." Ye Waner tapped her lips, thought for a while, and finally gave up. "Forget it, I don't want to think about it. We'll see when the time comes!"

"..."

The two of them summoned their flying swords at the same time, jumped on them, and flew toward the two places that Ye Anping had indicated.

...

The sun set, and the moon rose; the moon set, and the sun rose.

After this cycle was repeated four times, Liang Zhu and Ye Waner successfully retrieved the medicines that Ye Anping wanted.

After that, Ye Anping sent them to two other places to get more things for him, so without rest, they immediately went to help him get the herbs or pills he wanted.

As for Ye Anping, in the past few days, apart from condensing his energy and meditating, he slept and rested, and used the pills he prepared earlier to repair the meridians that were broken by the first thunder tribulation.

There were seventy-two thunder tribulations, one every twelve days, which meant a total of eight hundred and sixty-four days.

...

The silver moon hung high in the starry sky.

The golden-crowned parrot spread its wings and floated to the window sill of the tile-roofed house with the night wind. It looked at the young man sleeping on the bed in the room and opened its beak. "Here!! Here!!"

Immediately, a streak of purple starlight fell onto the window edge as if brought by wind and condensed into a girl with yin and yang eyes.

Jingle-ling---

Si Xuanji landed barefoot in the room, and the bell on her ankle made a light sound.

A trace of anger flashed in her eyes as she blamed Ye Anping for his decision that disregarded his own safety. But when she saw him lying on the bed with sweat all over his forehead, she felt helpless.

Si Xuanji glanced around the room and noticed some spirit herbs on the table. She tiptoed forward, gently touched them with her slender finger, and brought them to her nose to smell. "Cold Snow Lotus, Yellow Perilla, Black-Yellow Fruit... these are all strong poisons... who taught him to match the medicine like this?"

Angrily, she waved her sleeves, wanting to wipe everything on the table away, but when her hand was about to fall on the plants, she stopped abruptly.

She stayed silent for a while, then turned and walked to the bedside, staring at Ye Anping.

Ye Anping seemed to be having a nightmare at this moment. His eyelids trembled slightly, his teeth were clenched, and his bedding and hair were soaked with sweat.

Si Xuanji made a sword-like finger and gently touched Ye Anping's forehead, then closed her eyes and sent her spiritual sense into his body to investigate.

However, when she saw the condition of Ye Anping's body, she was shocked.

His body was like a battlefield, with dozens of poisons fighting in his organs and meridians.

The poison already penetrated the bone marrow, and there was no cure at all.

However, the meridians that should have already been overwhelmed by the intense poison were actually strengthening because of the "chaotic battle" of these poisons.

Si Xuanji immediately understood that Ye Anping wanted to use the poisons to help him bear the pressure of the thunder tribulation on his body.

To ask if it was feasible, naturally, it was.

But ordinary cultivators could never use this method. Ye Anping took nearly twenty poisons, and just one of them was enough to kill a Core Formation cultivator.

Si Xuanji turned her head to look at those medicinal powders on the table, and she couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

There really was a little boy of four or five years old who would endure hardships and practice to such an extent for something that would happen decades later?!

She slowly raised her hand, took out a handkerchief from the storage bag, and sat on the edge of the bed, gently wiping the sweat on Ye Anping's forehead.

Now Ye Anping no longer needed to fight against the heavenly thunder tribulation. The poisons he drank could help him resist.

For now, he needed to fight for his life against these twenty kinds of poison.

Ye Anping ingeniously turned his spiritual root qualification, which was his shortcoming, into his strength.

"You're a very smart kid, but even you might not be able to withstand these cumulative poisons..."

Si Xuanji half-closed her eyes, stood up, and walked to the window, looking up at the black star in the sky that was accompanying the moon.

After a moment, she stood on tiptoe, closed the window with the latch, then walked back to the bed.

Rustle---

The purple veil slipped from Si Xuanji's shoulders around her white bare feet.

Jingle-ling...

Jingle-ling...

The bell rang softly in the room.

The parrot, who had been driven out of the room, landed on a nearby tree, tilted its head to look at the quiet house, and then spread his wings and took off.

"Ye Yunluo!! Ye Yunluo!!"