Covering the Sky: A Guide to Proving the Dao Without Cheats

Chapter 114 Luo Heng Breaks the Four Extremes

Upon hearing this, Ye Fan gave him a strange look, then seemed to realize something and revealed a teasing expression: "Oh! So that's it. You have someone you like in the Yao Guang Holy Land, don't you? Is it Yao Xi or Weiwei? Or your two little maids?"

Ye Fan squinted, leaning closer with a gossipy look on his face, but halfway through his sentence, his expression suddenly changed. "Wait a minute, you're already taken, so how dare you ask me to take my sister—"

Before he could finish speaking, he was met with Luo Heng's murderous gaze.

Ye Fan's lips twitched, and he wisely swallowed back the words "marry you".

However, this only made Ye Fan more puzzled.

Even if you have someone you like, does that mean you can't even mention the words "I'll marry you"? This reaction is way too exaggerated.

He looked at Luo Heng suspiciously, feeling that the guy was hiding something.

After that, Ye Fan lived up to his nickname "Ye the Black".

Although he didn't understand why Luo Heng was so sensitive about this matter, he didn't intend to let go of this handle and forced Luo Heng to agree to open the kitchen of Yao Guang Holy Land.

That's right. Apart from the first day when Luo Heng treated Ye Fan to a good meal at Yaoguang, for the next few months, Ye Fan ate light and nourishing "health-preserving meals" every day.

According to Luo Heng, "If you can't even overcome your desires for food and drink, what kind of spiritual practice are you doing?"

For him to say that was somewhat hypocritical, it's just human nature—strict with others, lenient with himself.

Ye Fan has finally caught Luo Heng red-handed, leaving Luo Heng with no choice but to temporarily lift the ban. However, Luo Heng secretly vowed: "Just you wait, you'll get what's coming to you."

Over the next few months, Weiwei, the three from Shicun, Yao Xi, and the two maids Hongling and Ziyuan bathed in the divine liquid in the dragon-patterned black gold cauldron.

As for the remaining Yao Guang disciples? Sorry, they weren't qualified to use the Dragon Pattern Black Gold Cauldron. In the end, they simply had the divine liquid inside the cauldron dispensed and distributed.

Even so, those divine liquids were enough to greatly increase the strength of the high-ranking disciples of the Yao Guang Holy Land.

Of course, there was also a small accident.

Just as Lu Yang, the person in charge of Yaoguang Stone Workshop, was about to leave the secret place, he was stopped by someone.

Elder Liu Yuan handed him a jade bottle, smiling, and said, "Elder Lu, this is your share of the divine liquid. Don't forget to take it."

Lu Yang took the jade bottle, his face full of surprise—the divine liquid that was refined this time was ostensibly for improving the strength of young disciples, but someone his age had long passed the standard.

Liu Yuan seemed to sense his confusion and lowered his voice to say, "The Holy Son specifically instructed us to do so."

Upon hearing this, Lu Yang's expression hardened, and without saying a word, he bowed deeply in the direction of the Yao Guang Holy Son Hall.

When she looked up, her eyes were already filled with tears, and she spoke in a choked voice.

"My subordinate, Lu Yang, entered the Yao Guang Holy Land 280 years ago and started as an outer disciple;

Two hundred and twenty years ago, I was fortunate enough to enter the inner sect;

One hundred and sixty years ago, he served as the deputy manager of the stone archway;

Eighty years ago, he was promoted to the position of principal officer.

"Having served in Yaoguang for so many years, I have no master, no faction, and no crony. I have neither friends nor followers; to put it bluntly, I am not even as good as a dog."

But today is different.

He raised his head, his gaze intense: "From this day forward, I am His Highness's man, His Highness's dog. Whom His Highness commands me to bite, I will bite. I—"

Even with Elder Liu Yuan's extensive experience, he couldn't keep up after listening for a while.

He couldn't help but think to himself: If you want to flatter someone, do it in front of the Holy Son! What's the point of reciting this to me? Besides, it's so cheesy—

Finally, unable to bear it any longer, he coughed lightly, indicating that he had something to do and would be leaving first.

After Liu Yuan had gone far away, Lu Yang wiped away his tears, composed himself, and left the secret place with a joyful expression.

A few days later, he returned to the Yaoguang Stone Archway in the Holy City, still beaming with joy. His trusted subordinates, seeing this, quickly gathered around to inquire about the situation.

Lu Yang simply smiled and waved, about to leave, but after taking two steps he stopped, turned his head and asked, "By the way, is that kid named Ye Liangchen still guarding the back gate?"

The confidant thought for a moment and nodded: "They're still here."

Lu Yang pondered for a moment, then instructed, "It's too comfortable for him to stay at the back gate. Find the most remote mining area and assign him there to be in charge of the mine shafts."

Although the confidant was somewhat surprised, he still agreed.

Just as Lu Yang was pondering how to send Ye Liangchen to the most remote mining area, a few days earlier, shortly after the celestial phenomenon ended, news that Luo Heng, the new Holy Son of the Yao Guang Holy Land, had bathed in the blood of nine ancient emperors using a special secret method and forged a brand-new top-tier physique had spread throughout the entire Big Dipper Star due to the Holy Land's deliberate dissemination.

Along with this, the "Yaoguang Festival" to be held a year later also spread.

Not long ago, the Yao Guang Holy Land acquired half of the supreme imperial weapon, the Devouring Demon Jar. Now, its young holy son has such an incredible opportunity, bathing in the blood of nine emperors and forging an unparalleled physique. All these events demonstrate that the Yao Guang Holy Land is currently in a state of great prosperity, like oil being poured on fire and flowers blooming in full glory.

The major powers of Zhongzhou, Nanling, Ximo, and Beiyuan dared not underestimate this invitation and dispatched their strongest leaders, along with the most outstanding young talents, to attend the event.

The entire cultivation world of Beidou knew that this would be a momentous event, a gathering of extraordinary talents. Everyone was eagerly anticipating this grand gathering of light.

While the outside world was buzzing with excitement, what was Luo Heng doing? He was in seclusion.

This was the second time he had gone into seclusion so earnestly since coming to the world of "Covering the Sky". The first time was when he switched to cultivating the "Undying Heavenly Art".

As the second highest realm in the Shrouding the Heavens system, the Dao Palace Realm doesn't actually have much of a barrier to entry. As long as you have enough resources, breaking through is a smooth process.

In the original story, Ye Fan only spent a year reaching this realm, which also includes the time he spent searching for sources everywhere.

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If you really want to practice freely, six months will be enough at most.

Luo Heng took about a month to enter the second level of the Dao Palace—the Lung Divine Treasury. He then spent another half month entering the third level—the Spleen Divine Treasury. After that, he progressed at a rate of about one level per month.

In just over four months, he smoothly entered the fifth level of the Dao Palace—the Divine Treasury of One Mind.

On this day, the sky above the Holy Land of Yaoguang suddenly changed color.

Dark clouds surged like an inky sea, layer upon layer, and in the blink of an eye, they covered the entire sky.

The clouds hung terrifyingly low, as if they were about to press down on people's heads at any moment, heavy and suffocating.

Even more terrifying was the oppressive force that descended from the sky.

It wasn't the usual aura of a thunderstorm—heavy and domineering, as if the heavens had opened their eyes and were looking down at the ants below.

The disciples with weaker cultivation felt their legs go weak and even standing was difficult; even some elders frowned and looked solemn.

"This—this is a tribulation of lightning?" someone suddenly exclaimed.

"Hey, is anyone from our Yao Guang Holy Land about to undergo tribulation? Which elder is it?"

"No, look at that spot—the middle of the thunderclouds, that looks like the Holy Son's Palace!"

"Impossible! Isn't Saint Luo Heng only at the Dao Palace Realm? At most, he's only broken through to the Fourth Extreme Realm—"

"A tribulation of lightning at the Fourth Extreme Realm?"

As the last person spoke, his voice trembled with disbelief.

"This is definitely not a tribulation of the Fourth Extreme Realm; it's at least a Dragon Transformation level!" Elder Yao Guang categorically denied.

Just as the many disciples and elders of Yaoguang were discussing this, lightning flashed from the depths of the dark clouds.

The light was a purplish-black hue, and each flash was like the blink of the heavens. A deep rumble of thunder came from the depths of the clouds, like the panting of an ancient behemoth.

In the midst of this suffocating silence, a figure in white soared into the sky.

Without any hesitation or even a moment's pause, he shot straight into the rolling thunderclouds like a white rainbow!

"Holy Child!"

A disciple below exclaimed in surprise.

But the figure had already disappeared into the depths of the dark clouds.

The next moment—

"boom!"

It was as if a bowl of water had been poured into a frying pan of oil; the thunderclouds exploded instantly!

Blinding lightning and dazzling holy light burst forth from within, illuminating the entire dark cloud with a clear and bright glow.

Streaks of lightning tore through the clouds, striking in all directions, only to be quickly swallowed up by the surging thunder.

Immediately afterwards, a continuous rumbling came from within the clouds, the sound so dense it was as if someone was beating drums inside, one after another, shaking the earth.

Everyone looked up at the churning thunderclouds and the blinding rays of light emanating from within, remaining silent for a long time.

"The Holy Son, attempting to break through the four extremes, has encountered a heavenly tribulation, and it seems to be an extremely terrifying one!"

"Legend has it that only the most extraordinary geniuses of all time encounter heavenly tribulations when breaking through to the Four Extremes. It seems that the Holy Son of my generation, Yao Guang, is one of those people."

Listening to the elders' discussion, the disciples of Yaoguang had different expressions: some looked admiring, some were full of respect, and some had uncertain expressions, as if they were thinking about something.

In the crowd, Yao Xi gazed at the blinding thunderclouds in the sky, a hint of anticipation in his eyes.

The people of Yaoguang had no idea what was happening inside the thunderclouds.

All they could see was the thundercloud churning wildly, sometimes bulging into a large bulge, sometimes being torn apart from within by blinding light, and sometimes being swallowed up by dense darkness.

The lightning flashed faster and faster, and the roaring sounds became more and more intense, as if a battle beyond the imagination of mortals was taking place inside.

One hour.

Two hours.

The original dark clouds had transformed into an endless sea of ​​lightning due to the dense concentration of thunder. This sea of ​​lightning engulfed Luo Heng like a vast ocean, filling the world with a purple glow—a terrifying spectacle of lightning.

From afar, it seemed as if a purple sun had appeared in the sky above Yaoguang Holy Land.

It hovered there above the sacred land of Yao Guang, churning, roaring, and exploding day and night. Occasionally, lightning would escape from the clouds and strike the ground, blasting a bottomless crater into the earth.

The disciples watching remained rooted to the spot, their eyes fixed on the churning thunderclouds, not daring to blink.

The tenth hour.

Suddenly, a sound completely different from the thunder came from within the sea of ​​lightning—a sound only heard when cultivators were fighting.

This left the disciples and elders watching below looking at each other in bewilderment, wondering what had happened in that terrifying sea of ​​lightning.

Two more hours passed.

The churning of the thunderous sea gradually subsided. The continuous roaring sound also began to thin out, and finally, it fell into complete silence.

Everyone held their breath, staring intently at the dissipating thundercloud.

The clouds dispersed.

A charred figure fell from the sky.

The figure was completely charred black, making it impossible to discern its original appearance. Its robes were dull and lifeless, and its exposed skin was covered with shocking scorch marks.

He fell without warning, but after falling only a few dozen feet, he suddenly stopped in mid-air.

From afar, a voice rang out: "This Holy Son was merely undergoing the Four Extremes Tribulation; I am now at peace. Disperse."

As the words fell, the charred figure slowly flew back to the Holy Son's Palace, leaving behind only the many Yao Guang disciples and elders watching the battle below.

"I, Yao Guang—will rise to great heights," an elderly man with white hair murmured to himself.

Three days later, inside the Holy Son's Palace, Luo Heng slowly opened his eyes, his gaze filled with satisfaction.

In the past few days, he used the Yaochi Divine Spring to completely heal his injuries, and finally steadily stepped into the first level of the Four Extremes Heaven.

He finally caught up with the cultivation progress of the geniuses of Beidou, and even surpassed Ye Fan's cultivation speed at this time in the original work.

He satisfiedly assessed his physical condition, then looked inward at the Great Luo Heavenly Banner, which had already sprouted a complete spear tip.

A slight smile involuntarily appeared on his lips.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

Ziyuan walked in with a strange expression.

"What is it?"

"Reporting to the Holy Son, Holy Maiden Yao Xi has come to request an audience."

Luo Heng raised an eyebrow, slightly surprised, but finally nodded and let Zi Yuan bring people in.

He was indeed somewhat surprised—he never expected that the first person to come to see him after he had just finished his seclusion would be her.

Although his first impression of Yao Xi wasn't very good, after these collaborations, he discovered that the man also had his merits, and he was no longer as resistant to him as he had been at the beginning.

A short while later, Yao Xi, dressed in a gorgeous moon-white dress, walked gracefully into the Holy Son's Palace.

Luo Heng had to admit that among all the women he had ever seen, Yao Xi was definitely in the top three in terms of beauty. He admired her from head to toe before slowly speaking, "Holy Maiden Yao Xi, what brings you here?"

Yao Xi raised her head, her gaze falling on Luo Heng, but she didn't rush to speak. She glanced at Hong Ling and Zi Yuan, who were standing on either side of her, her meaning clear.

Luo Heng raised an eyebrow. Although he was a little puzzled, he waved his hand, signaling the two women to step back.

If this were on Earth, he would be genuinely afraid of being set up by the other side. But this is the Beidou cultivation world—he really doesn't believe Yao Xi can pull any tricks.

Hongling and Ziyuan exchanged a glance, then left the hall as instructed, closing the door behind them.

Only two people remained in the hall.

"Can we talk now?" Luo Heng leaned back in his chair, his tone casual.

Yao Xi did not answer immediately. Instead, she took a few steps forward, stood in front of him, took a deep breath, and slowly began to speak: "Holy Son, I want to—completely follow you."

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