The Ninth Lady is a rebellious person.

Chapter 608 I Desire to Reach the Summit, and Ask the Heavens for Guidance

The situation in Wujing is turbulent and fraught with undercurrents, but the situation is quite different in the Dragon Vein Secret Land, which is far removed from the mortal world and located on the edge of the Void Realm.

Fengya looked at the golden cocoon of light that tightly enveloped Lang Jiuchuan, his eyes darkening with a mixture of helplessness and relief, but mostly with solemnity and tension.

This guy's got it again!

She's going to advance!

It hadn't been long since she died in her previous life, less than five years. At that time, she had just entered the Foundation Establishment stage when she was suppressed by the old monster on the imperial mausoleum, where she was supplied with fortune and merit to nourish her body and soul, and to moisten the dragon veins, ensuring their endless life.

After two years of nurturing her soul in the Netherworld, she returned to life. Less than two years later, she comprehended the Great Dao again and was about to undergo tribulation to form her core.

If she can overcome this tribulation, she will achieve the Great Dao and become, if not the only one in the world, certainly the youngest Golden Core cultivator, the true Fairy of the Realm in the eyes of the world.

If not, then like Tantai Wuji back then, he will fall to the mortal world and his cultivation will be completely shattered.

Fengya glanced at the remains of her former self, which were also placed in a depression in front of her as a tomb. Because of the golden light seeping into them, the remains were as white as jade, and her eyes couldn't help but dart around.

He pursed his lips, his gaze returning to Lang Jiuchuan, and murmured, "You'd better not die again!"

Once is enough, but not twice. If you die again, there's no way to bring you back to life. Saviors aren't born from countless cycles.

Inside that bowl-shaped boulder, Lang Jiuchuan sat cross-legged. The powerful earth vein dragon energy, like a warm spring, nourished her body and soul, transforming into spiritual threads that attached themselves to the cocoon of light, making the golden light grow ever more intense.

Her eyes were closed, her hands were forming a Daoist incantation on her knees, and her aura surged and rippled like the tide, showing signs of an impending explosion.

Before her, the remains of her past life lay peacefully. The resentment and obsession that had clung to her marrow from being suppressed, betrayed, and abandoned had completely vanished after she broke free of the imperial tomb and regained her freedom.

With the shackles broken and her past and present lives completely integrated, she gained a clear understanding of her true self. Her Dao heart became transparent and flawless, perfectly harmonious and free, and she had the perseverance to move towards the Great Dao.

Furthermore, the merit she accumulated not long ago in resolving the near-annihilation of the Great Dan plague and saving countless lives has now transformed into specks of golden light, merging into her soul and meridians, cleansing away the dust and solidifying her foundation.

The right time, the right place, and the right people—all three come together.

She aims to reach the pinnacle of cultivation and seek enlightenment from the heavens!
The moment this thought arose, the surging spiritual energy around Lang Jiuchuan abruptly stopped, then gathered and contracted into his meridians with an even more violent force, opening and cleansing all of them.

Above the secret land of the dragon vein, the weather suddenly changed.

The once clear sky instantly darkened, with thick, dark clouds gathering from all directions and pressing down heavily on the dragon vein. The clouds were as black as ink, and faint purple lightning snakes could be seen moving within them. A muffled thunder rumbled from the heavens, carrying a majestic and destructive power that seemed intent on blasting people to pieces and burning them to ashes.

Feng Ya's eyes narrowed, his fists clenched, and his lips pressed into a straight line. His eyes were cold and deep, but if you looked closely, you could see a hint of tension in his slightly trembling body.

A heavenly tribulation is coming.

In this world where spiritual energy is scarce, almost no cultivators can form a Golden Core and ascend to the heavens. Such a powerful Golden Core is far beyond the level of Foundation Establishment. Can she safely overcome this challenge?
Its commotion even attracted the attention of Taoist hermits in the distance, who all turned to look in this direction.

With such overwhelming power, which fellow Daoist is about to undergo tribulation?

Lang Jiuchuan, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes no longer held the usual coldness or sharpness, but rather a calmness and determination that penetrated the void.

She rose from the ground, her long black hair moving without wind, her clothes fluttering in the breeze.

"Dan Ning!" Lang Jiuchuan's hands quickly changed hand seals. The complicated hand seals were a method of cultivating both Buddhism and Taoism, which she had condensed from the enlightenment of Master Luo Le.

As soon as the incantation was activated, the surging spiritual power within her body, as vast as the sea, circulated wildly along a mysterious trajectory, compressed and compressed again, becoming smaller and smaller, yet also more and more immense. When the spiritual power was pushed to its limit, her skin cracked and blood seeped out. But deep within her dantian, a point of extremely brilliant golden light, containing infinite vitality and destructive power, suddenly shone!

clang.

A faint sound emanated from her dantian, and the golden light suddenly burst forth, transforming into a perfectly round and translucent golden pill the size of a finger, with natural Daoist energy flowing throughout it. It spun rapidly, stirring her dantian.

Lang Jiuchuan gritted his teeth, quickly changed his hand seals, and activated the spiritual energy around his body to protect himself.

Once the Golden Elixir is formed, the Heavenly Tribulation will immediately arrive.

Snap!
The first bolt of tribulation lightning, as thick as an infant's arm, was dazzlingly bright and carried a pure will to destroy. It pierced through the clouds and struck straight down.

The light was so bright it was blinding. Fengya, who was standing not far away, was trembling as he was struck by the will. He was originally from the outside world and was living in another body, so the destructive will could not tolerate him.

Fengya had no choice but to retreat again, drawing upon the fortune and pulse on the skeleton to protect his soul, transforming that will into power, and merging it into his divine soul.

Opportunities are fleeting and should not be missed. Those who truly dare to plan can even take advantage of heavenly tribulations!
Like him, and like Lang Jiuchuan.

Lang Jiuchuan summoned all the magical artifacts around him, along with the small nine-tower within his soul, to surround her and withstand the power of the heavenly tribulation, undergoing tempering together.

Meanwhile, Tantai Wuji, far away in the palace, seemed to sense something. In disbelief, he leaped onto the roof and looked westward, his eyes cold and filled with both excitement and fear.

This aura of will was all too familiar to him.

It must be her, it has to be her!

A thick, inky black aura swirled in Tantai Wuji's eyes, as if he were possessed by a demon. He stared fixedly at that direction for a moment, then rushed down from the palace, issuing orders and bloody commands that quickly spread out of the palace and to all parts of Dadan.

The outcome depends on who comes out on top.

One after another, bolts of lightning fell as all the cultivators in the distance silently counted them down, each one more violent than the last. Lang Jiuchuan neither dodged nor avoided them, but instead drew upon the power of his newly condensed golden core. A clear golden light, imbued with indomitable will and pure merit, shot out from his fingertips to meet the heavenly lightning.

I wish to ascend to the summit and seek the Dao, and even the heavens cannot stop me!

Her will completely enraged the heavenly tribulation, and an even thicker and more violent purple lightning bolt struck down, its flashes of light engulfing her entirely.

Fengya's heart trembled, and blood spilled from his lips. His eyes were fixed on the lightning, trying to see if the person in the center of the lightning was safe.

Lang Jiuchuan's physical body and bones had long been broken and reassembled during the tribulation of lightning. Only the golden core in his dantian and sea of ​​qi spun rapidly and was never broken. Instead, it introduced the annihilating thunder contained in the tribulation into the core, using the power of the tribulation to temper the golden core and polish the supreme foundation, making it more and more golden and strong, and then nourishing itself.

Boom.

The final, thunderous roar that shook the heavens and made one's soul tremble fell. Lang Jiuchuan spat out a mouthful of blood essence, which landed on the dragon vein beneath her, causing the earth's dragon energy to rise up and transform into a golden dragon shadow above her head. It coiled around her body, roaring and enveloping all her essence and indomitable Daoist will, drawing the thunderous intent into her golden core!
Lang Jiuchuan burst out of the center of the lightning and stood gracefully in the void. She slightly raised one hand, and a dazzling golden pill with natural Daoist charm appeared in her hand. She then gently grasped it and inserted it into her dantian, where it was completely established in her dantian sea of ​​qi.

Golden Elixir Path, Complete!

　Lao Mo said he never wanted to write this kind of brain-draining, mind-numbing stuff again.
　　(End of this chapter)