Peach Blossom Mountain Liu Jiaxiu's Biography

Chapter 1445 Qingxue's Tribulation
With a deafening roar that shook the universe, the sky seemed to be torn apart. A thick, pillar-like silver divine lightning bolt ripped through the heavy, inky sky, carrying terrifying divine power capable of destroying the world, and crashed down towards Yang Qingxue atop Mount Ling.

Yang Qingxue's eyes sharpened, and her magical power surged violently, causing her azure armor to flash with spiritual light. The small golden pagoda in her hand rose into the air and rapidly expanded in mid-air, instantly transforming into a majestic golden tower, with runes flowing across its body, steadily protecting her within.

The next moment, the silver lightning struck the golden tower hard.

"Boom—!" Another earth-shattering collision resounded, and the violent lightning and fire instantly exploded, transforming into a surging silver sea of ​​lightning that engulfed the entire giant tower. Within the sea of ​​lightning, countless tiny silver electric snakes darted wildly, constantly impacting the tower's body, emitting a sharp "sizzling" sound, and even the surrounding space trembled slightly under the impact of this force.

On a distant, precipitous peak, Liu Changxu and the women held their breath, their gazes fixed on the center of the sea of ​​lightning. They saw that although the golden tower was enveloped in lightning and fire, its body remained stable, and the flashing runes continuously neutralized the power of the tribulation lightning.

"The Azure Snow Pagoda's defenses are indeed formidable!"

Zhao Qingxia praised softly:
Liu Changxu nodded slightly and said:

"This is only the first tribulation lightning; the ones that follow will only become more dangerous."

Before she finished speaking, the surging sea of ​​silver lightning receded like the tide, and Yang Qingxue's figure reappeared on the summit of Mount Ling.

Surprisingly, she seemed unaffected by the lightning tribulation. Her cyan armor still shone brightly, and her posture remained upright as before. Not only was she unharmed, but her aura was also stable and normal, without the slightest disturbance.

"What a strong defense!"

From a distance, Su Yue'e couldn't help but whisper her praise:
Liu Changxu nodded in agreement. The golden pagoda played a crucial role in Qingxue's ability to calmly withstand the first tribulation lightning.

However, before everyone could dwell on it, the thunderclouds in the sky surged up again, even more violently than before.

This time, purple patterns faintly appeared deep within the clouds. A bolt of tribulation lightning, thicker than before and imbued with overwhelming divine might, tore through the clouds and crashed down upon Yang Qingxue with a deafening roar. Silver lightning crackled across the lightning pillar, seemingly containing the power to annihilate all things, even scorching the air with a crackling sound.

Yang Qingxue's eyes narrowed, and her inner power surged like a river, pouring into the golden pagoda floating in the air.

As magical power continued to pour in, the golden pagoda shone brightly, resembling a golden mountain, welcoming the world-destroying tribulation lightning.

"Boom——!"

The silver lightning collided with the golden pagoda once more, and a violent energy shockwave spread outwards, causing ripples to appear in the void surrounding Mount Ling.

And so, one tribulation lightning bolt after another arrived, some like silver snakes dancing wildly, others like purple lightning rushing forth, each one more powerful than the last.

Yang Qingxue remained calm and composed, constantly activating the golden pagoda to defend herself. The pagoda was engulfed by lightning and fire time and time again, but it withstood the onslaught of the lightning and fire with its powerful defense.

However, by the time the tribulation reached its twentieth stage, the golden pagoda's light had noticeably dimmed, and several fine cracks had even appeared on its surface. With each resistance, a humming sound could be heard emanating from the pagoda, clearly indicating that it had reached its limit.

As the twenty-fifth tribulation lightning bolt crashed down, Yang Qingxue's eyes flickered slightly, and she ceased forcibly activating the pagoda. With a change of her finger seals, the golden pagoda instantly shrank, transforming into a stream of light that entered her dantian for nurturing.

Yang Qingxue knew very well that if she continued to resist, her natal innate spiritual treasure would likely suffer irreparable damage. Almost simultaneously with retrieving the pagoda, she flicked her other hand, and a smooth, silver bead suddenly flew out. The bead was crystal clear, its surface shimmering with a soft yet resilient aura; it was the Tribulation-Crossing Bead that Liu Changxu had crafted for her.

The Tribulation Pearl transformed into a giant silver pearl that hovered above Yang Qingxue's head, radiating silver light and steadily protecting her.

The next moment, the twenty-fifth lightning bolt struck down, landing heavily on the silver tribulation bead.

With a loud "bang", the exploding lightning and fire instantly transformed into a surging sea of ​​lightning, completely engulfing the Tribulation Pearl and Yang Qingxue, who was protected by it.

Within the sea of ​​lightning, silver electric snakes darted wildly, constantly impacting the light barrier erected by the Tribulation Pearl, emitting a sharp hissing sound. Although the light barrier trembled violently, it remained unbroken.

One after another, bolts of tribulation lightning struck, gradually changing from silver to cyan, yellow, red, white, and black. The six colors of lightning roared in alternation, each containing a completely different power of heaven and earth, testing the resilience of the Tribulation Pearl and Yang Qingxue's mind.

She focused her mind and remained calm, allowing the thunder and fire outside to rage, maintaining a clear mind and continuously channeling her inner power into the Tribulation Pearl to prevent the light barrier from being torn apart.

Finally, as the last black lightning bolt dissipated into the sky, the thunderclouds gradually receded, revealing a clear sky.

Yang Qingxue slowly put away the Tribulation Pearl, her figure swayed slightly, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth.

Under the terrifying bombardment of the six-colored lightning tribulation, she ultimately suffered some minor injuries. However, it was already a great fortune that she was able to survive and successfully transcend the tribulation.

Immediately afterward, an invisible inner demon tribulation quietly descended. However, because of her solid foundation and the tempering she had just undergone through the tribulation of lightning, her Dao heart became even more stable. As soon as those illusions formed by greed, anger, and delusion appeared, she dispelled them with her firm will and smoothly passed through this most dangerous hurdle.

After the tribulation, colorful rain fell from the sky, a gift from Heaven to those who had successfully overcome it. The rain fell on Yang Qingxue, instantly transforming into warm energy that nourished her damaged meridians and body, and her wounds healed at a visible speed.

As her injuries healed, her aura began to surge wildly, and her spiritual energy fluctuations spread out like a tsunami, breaking through the bottleneck and quickly stabilizing at the early stage of the Tribulation Transcending Realm.

Sunlight once again bathed the summit of Mount Ling, and Yang Qingxue slowly opened her eyes, a flash of brilliance in them. With this, she had finally advanced to become a powerful cultivator in the early stages of the Tribulation Transcending Realm. The aura emanating from her was completely different from before, carrying the composure and vastness that came with the baptism of tribulation fire.

On the distant, precipitous peak, Liu Changxu and the women breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing her successfully overcome her tribulation, their faces beaming with genuine smiles.

Just as Yang Qingxue was immersed in the joy of her successful advancement, Liu Changxu had already transformed into a dazzling bolt of lightning, instantly traversing the void and landing steadily in front of her.

Before she could speak, he reached out and gently pulled her into his arms. He felt her slightly cool body temperature in his palm, carrying the lingering effects of the tribulation she had just experienced.

He looked down at the woman in his arms, her hair slightly disheveled but her eyes bright, his voice filled with undisguised joy and tenderness:
"Congratulations, my beloved concubine, on your successful promotion."

Yang Qingxue leaned against him, feeling his familiar scent, and her tense mind completely relaxed. A faint but genuine smile curved her lips as she raised her hand to gently wrap her arms around his waist: "I'm sorry to have worried you."

The women from afar also rushed over, surrounding the two of them to congratulate Yang Qingxue, creating a very lively atmosphere.