Chapter 76 : Another Type of Cultivation 25 (2/2)

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Jun Wuqi had no way of replying to that. ‘What kind of fortune would someone secretly plotting to steal that position of the Celestial World have? It’s more like misfortune!’

Quite a few people were thinking along the same lines as the demons. Thinking of Shang Shu’s past actions though, their expressions turned very… colourful. ‘Is Heaven blind? This kind of person is fit to have great fortune?’

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Ye Qingqiu returned to the area the Misty Sect disciples were and heard them discussing Shang Shu. Her already dark expression turned even darker. ‘I only just finished my tribulation and this woman’s tribulation came too. And it’s even stronger than mine…’

Upon seeing Ye Qingqiu’s expression, those disciples immediately shut up and lowered their gazes as they moved backwards. Even the male cultivators who usually accompanied her didn’t dare to make a peep.

“Keke… looks like your spotlight got stolen.”

“Shut up!” Ye Qingqiu roared in rage in her mind.

“Keke… little girl, don’t be an ingrate. If it wasn’t for me helping you, did you think you would have succeeded in your tribulation?” The voice had a mocking tone. Just now, Ye Qingqiu had nearly died because the Heavenly Dao wouldn’t acknowledge someone like her who was cultivating an unorthodox technique.

“If it wasn’t for you, I wouldn’t have become like this.” A nameless anger surged in Ye Qingqiu’s heart.

“Don’t forget back then when you fell off the cliff. Would you have survived without signing the contract with me? Since I extended your life, you have to help me. Everything afterwards was your own choice; did I force you?”

Ye Qingqiu was stumped for words. She tightened her fists as her cold eyes stared at the clusters of lightning in the sky. ‘This is all Shang Shu’s fault. She killed my Master, otherwise I wouldn’t have to go through any of this.’

“Little girl, if she succeeds, it’ll be harder for you to deal with her.”

“Do you have any methods?” Ye Qingqiu had a premonition that if Shang Shu didn’t die, even if she went to the Celestial World, she wouldn’t have it easy.

“Keke… I don’t even have a fleshly body right now, what methods could I have?”

If he had a body, he might have a way. But he didn’t, so there was nothing he could do. Ye Qingqiu clenched her teeth. ‘Do I have to just watch as she succeeds in her tribulation? No! Isn’t there a chance she’ll fail? And the power of this tribulation is so big… perhaps she really won’t be able to make it?’

Ye Qingqiu comforted herself inwardly as her gaze remained fixed at the sky. The surrounding Misty Sect disciples retreated when they felt the pressure around the area intensify.

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The only person here who was worried about Shi Sheng was Feng Ci. Even though he was powerful, he had no way of approaching the area of this tribulation so he could only nervously stare at the area getting struck by lightning.

Lightning fell by the droves and without any pause either, proving the person undergoing the tribulation was still alive. The tribulation lasted an entire day; no one had ever seen anything like it before.

When the lightning finally stopped, a blackened Shi Sheng fell from the sky. Feng Ci was the first to charge over and catch her. “Xiaoshu.”

Feng Ci’s voice was shaking. Had he known that her tribulation would be so hard, he wouldn’t have let her undergo it. He would be willing to stay with her in the Cultivation World indefinitely.

Shi Sheng was charred from head to toe. Her clothes had been struck into tattered rags and her hair was sticking up. Her image was really terrible at the moment.

“Ah Ci.” Shi Sheng weakly opened her eyes. “…Hurry up and help me change my clothes.”

‘I don’t even want to look at myself right now. I’m a villain! I can’t show up looking this horrible! Heads can be severed and blood can flow but you must never let your image go!’

Feng Ci’s anxious heart was finally able to calm down. ‘If she’s able to worry about her image, it proves she’s fine.’

Feng Ci hurriedly helped Shi Sheng change her clothes before using a spell to tidy up her hair. Only after he had finished did the ethereal music arrive from the heavens, rather late.