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Luo Tian nodded, turning his gaze to the western mountain peak: "Qianxue, it's your turn."

Dressed in white and wielding an ice-blue longsword, Ye Qianxue rose into the air and landed atop the West Peak.

Her aura was much stronger than Li Mengmeng's, but the dark clouds above her head were also much thicker.

"Go, Senior Sister Qianxue!"

Xiao Niannian shouted loudly at the foot of the mountain.

Ye Qianxue turned around and smiled slightly, then looked up at the sky.

The oppressive force of Heaven descended, but she remained unmoved, her white robes fluttering, like a fairy descending to earth.

"Boom!"

The first heavenly tribulation descended directly.

Ye Qianxue did not move until the lightning was less than three zhang above her head, then she raised her sword and lightly touched it.

"Falling Snow Sword, First Snow." With a thrust of the sword, the sword energy fell like snowflakes, gentle yet sharp.

The lightning collided with the sword energy and vanished silently.

The second, the third, the fourth...

Ye Qianxue remained calm and composed, each sword strike perfectly timed.

The first snow, the flying snow, the blizzard—the sword strikes alternated, dissolving each bolt of heavenly lightning into nothingness.

She didn't even take a step back during the first ten lightning strikes.

But starting with the eleventh lightning bolt, its power suddenly increased.

Lightning was no longer a single shade of purple, but rather mixed with blue.

The entire mountain trembled as it was bombarded.

Ye Qianxue's swordplay began to strain, requiring her to exert all her strength for each strike.

When the thirteenth bolt of lightning struck, she was forced to kneel on one knee, and scorch marks appeared on her white clothes.

The fourteenth bolt of lightning struck her, and she coughed up a mouthful of blood, but she remained standing.

"There are four more..."

Ye Qianxue gritted her teeth and stood up straight, the long sword in her hand gleaming brightly.

Behind her, the faint phantom of an ice phoenix appeared.

That was an unusual phenomenon of the innate Ice Phoenix Physique.

The fifteenth bolt of lightning, having gathered its power, crashed down with a deafening roar.

"Falling Snow Sword - Freezing Ten Thousand Miles!"

She thrust her sword forward, and the extreme cold power erupted from the tip of the sword, transforming into an ice wall that blocked her head.

The lightning struck the ice wall, shattering it and weakening the lightning by more than half.

The remaining lightning struck her, and she shuddered, but she endured it.

The sixteenth bolt of lightning was even more ferocious.

She unleashed her Icebound Fortress once more, and the moment the ice wall shattered, lightning struck her left arm.

His left arm went numb instantly, and he almost dropped the sword.

She gripped it tightly with her right hand, bit her tongue, and forced herself to calm down.

"The seventeenth one..."

Within the clouds, lightning is brewing its most powerful strike.

The oppressive force of Heaven was like a mountain, making it difficult for her to breathe.

Ye Qianxue closed her eyes, and the ultimate secret of the Falling Snow Sword Technique, Ten Thousand Miles of Drifting Snow, appeared in her mind.

This move requires all spiritual energy and puts a tremendous strain on the body.

"Now, we have to use this last move."

She opened her eyes, her gaze icy cold.

The illusory image of the ice phoenix behind him suddenly solidified, emitting a silent cry.

He raised his longsword, its tip pointing to the sky.

"Falling Snow Sword - Snowflakes Drifting Ten Thousand Miles!"

With a single swing of the sword, the world changed color.

Within a radius of several hundred feet, the temperature plummeted, and the air condensed into ice crystals.

Countless snowflakes fell from the sky, each snowflake a sword-like aura.

Snowflakes blanketed the sky, welcoming the seventeenth clap of thunder.

"boom!"

Lightning collided with snowflakes, shattering into countless ice crystals.

The lightning was cut into countless fragments by the snowflakes and dissipated in the air.

Ye Qianxue knelt on one knee, panting heavily, her face as pale as paper.

Her spiritual power was exhausted, and her body was swaying precariously.

But the eighteenth bolt of lightning is falling, the last and the strongest.

Lightning bolts, like pillars of heaven, struck straight down from the clouds.

Ye Qianxue stood up with difficulty, gripping her sword with both hands. The illusory image of the Ice Phoenix behind her had faded to almost invisible.

She gritted her teeth and thrust out her last sword with all her might.

"Frozen...for thousands of miles..."

A thin wall of ice condensed overhead, far less solid than before.

Lightning struck, and the ice wall shattered like paper.

Lightning struck her body, and she screamed as she was sent flying backward, crashing onto the edge of the cliff with half of her body dangling in the air.

"Chiyuki!"

Luo Tian, ​​who was in the distance, moved slightly, but then abruptly stopped.

Little Gold roared in frustration, but Luo Tian held it down firmly.

Ye Qianxue lay on the edge of the cliff, her fingers digging into the rocks, and slowly climbed back.

Her body was charred black, her white clothes were tattered, and blood was flowing from her seven orifices.

The dark clouds dispersed, and a golden beam of light descended.

Within the pillar of light, Ye Qianxue's injuries healed rapidly.

The illusory image of the ice phoenix reappeared behind them, more solid than before, with its feathers clearly visible and radiating a chilling light.

Her cultivation level soared, and her golden core transformed from pale gold to pure gold, with faint cracks appearing.

That's the mark of the Golden Core being perfected, just one step away from the Nascent Soul stage.

She opened her eyes, exhaled a deep breath of cold air, and finally survived the heavenly tribulation.

……

Luo Tian took a deep breath and turned his gaze to the highest mountain peak in the east.

Xiao Niannian was already holding the Taiyi Sword, standing at the foot of the mountain waiting.

"Niannian, it's your turn."

Xiao Niannian nodded vigorously, stepped into the air, and landed on the summit of the East Peak.

She was tiny, and the Taiyi sword was longer than her, making her look somewhat comical as she held it.

But when she looked up at the sky, there was no fear in her eyes, only determination.

"Dad said that Niannian is the bravest."

She raised the Taiyi Sword, its tip pointing to the sky.

The clouds overhead gathered twice as fast as before, and the cloud layer was thicker and darker in color.

The purple lightning was mixed with gold; this was the Tribulation of the Third Nine.

The power of the twenty-seven heavenly lightning bolts is dozens of times that of the Nine Heavenly Tribulations.

The oppressive force of Heaven descended, and the rocks beneath Xiao Nian Nian's feet cracked, but she remained unmoved.

The first bolt of lightning struck with lightning speed.

"Star Sword Technique - Starfall!"

Starlight fell from the sky, shattering the first bolt of lightning.

Little Niannian stood firmly in the center, her small figure radiating unwavering determination!

She didn't even use her full strength for the first ten lightning tribulations; the starlight and lightning collided one by one, and she easily neutralized them.

The eleventh lightning bolt began, its power increasing dramatically.

The lightning changed from purple to purplish-gold, and when it struck, the entire mountain shook.

Xiao Niannian began to struggle, needing to exert all her strength for each sword strike.

The thirteenth bolt of lightning struck, causing her to kneel on one knee, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth.

"Ah... it doesn't hurt anymore!"

She gritted her teeth, stood up, and continued to swing her sword.

The fourteenth, the fifteenth, the sixteenth...

Every bolt of lightning left a scar on her body.

Her clothes were torn, her hair was singed, and her little hands were bleeding from the bruises.

But she wouldn't fall; she stood up again and again, raising her sword once more.

When the seventeenth bolt of lightning struck, Xiao Niannian was sent flying, crashing into a boulder on the mountaintop.

She climbed out of the rubble, propping herself up with the Taiyi Sword stuck in the ground, and gasped for breath.

"Ten more to go..."

She looked up at the sky, her little face full of stubbornness.

When the twenty-first lightning tribulation struck, Xiao Niannian was already severely injured.

She unleashed Starfall, a violent collision of starlight and lightning. Struck by the aftershocks, she coughed up blood and knelt on the ground.

"I want to stand up... I don't want to disappoint my father and everyone else..."

She leaned on the Taiyi Sword and struggled to her feet, her short legs trembling uncontrollably...