What kind of magic? This is called cultivating immortality!

Zhong Hui's eyes lit up as he realized the time had come.

He moved with lightning speed, swiftly lifting the pot lid, grabbing the red and white plastic bag beside him, and taking out the invaluable and hard-won Nine-Bearded Red Dragon Ginseng.

Such spiritual materials are extremely rare. They must be nourished and watered with dragon blood year after year and bathed in rich dragon energy day and night in order to have a chance to grow.

With such rare medicinal materials, the medicinal effects are naturally stronger.

Even if it is not used for alchemy, but simply consumed and refined, it can temper the physical body with the help of its powerful medicinal properties. If there is enough luck, it may even be possible to cultivate the Crimson Dragon Body, which is the most outstanding among precious bodies.

After cultivating this body, one moves like a swimming dragon, roars like thunder, and possesses an incomparably powerful physical body, like a primordial beast. Every gesture carries immense force, its power terrifying beyond measure.

Of course, compared to his Yin-Yang Immortal Body, which contains the Yin and Yang energies of creation, this Crimson Dragon Treasure Body is still far inferior.

It's probably like comparing the light of a firefly to the sun.

Using the Nine-Bearded Red Dragon Ginseng to refine Foundation Building Pills is, strictly speaking, a complete waste of resources.

Even in all the myriad realms, only someone like Zhong Hui, who is obsessed with perfecting every realm and never compromises, would be willing to make such a grand gesture.

Seizing the perfect opportunity, he skillfully placed the nine ginseng roots into the pot one by one, every ten seconds.

As the delicate medicinal fragrance slowly filled the air, he immediately threw the remaining Red Dragon Ginseng into the pot and slammed the lid shut with a loud bang.

The spiritual energy supplied increased, and the fire raged and burned, even scorching the ground until it cracked open, but the plastic rice cooker remained unharmed.

Time passed second by second, and the rich and mellow aroma of medicine gradually filled the whole room. The white steam coming out of the pot was also quietly tinged with a light yellow color.

It's now!

Zhong Hui then took out the shriveled radish, also known as the Jade Cloud Radish. He used his hand as a knife to neatly cut it into pieces, and then added them all into the rice cooker.

After tightening the lid again, he had a thought, and the originally raging spiritual fire gradually weakened.

After doing all this, he stared intently at the alchemy furnace, holding his breath, ready to add the remaining spiritual herbs at any moment.

Honeysuckle, dragon's breath, cinnabar... one after another, these medicinal herbs were systematically added to the furnace using a special technique.

The spiritual fire flickered and waned, its intensity constantly shifting, causing the medicinal broth in the pot to condense and steam continuously. The billowing mist grew thinner and thinner until the last wisp of white mist vanished without a trace.

At this moment, the elixir is complete!

Zhong Hui rapidly formed alchemical hand seals, and with a thought, the pot lid was suddenly flung open.

In the center of the pitch-black pot lay a round, plump, and pure white pill, with eight clearly defined cloud patterns on its surface.

Looking at the Foundation Establishment Pill, which had been refined using numerous spiritual herbs, Zhong Hui showed no joy. Instead, he frowned and muttered to himself, "Why is it still missing half a pill pattern? That's right, without undergoing the baptism of the pill tribulation, it can never achieve true perfection."

As soon as he finished speaking, he looked up at the sky.

His gaze pierced through the layers of rooftops, and he could clearly see that the once clear and cloudless daytime was now shrouded in rolling dark clouds.

Within the thick clouds, bright yellow lightning lurked and rolled, while the rumbling thunder continued unabated, shaking the heavens and the earth.

In the villa area, many residents noticed the unusual celestial phenomenon and opened their windows to look out, whispering among themselves.

"That's strange. The weather forecast didn't say it would rain today. Why is it suddenly cloudy and thundering?"

"Oh no! I just finished washing and hanging the clothes on the balcony. Judging by this, it looks like a torrential downpour is about to start!"

"What the hell? Why are these dark clouds right here in our villa area? Are they treating us differently when it rains?"

"Boom!!"

A deafening clap of thunder suddenly exploded, and lightning lurking in the clouds fell.

Under the horrified gaze of the residents, a thick bolt of lightning struck straight onto the roof of a villa.

Inside the room, Zhong Hui looked down at the ground.

The temporary alchemy furnace that was used to refine pills was struck by lightning and completely destroyed. Only the Foundation Establishment Pill, which was exuding a medicinal fragrance, lay unharmed among the wreckage.

The crackling lightning coiled around the pill's body, and the violent and domineering power of the heavenly lightning washed over and tempered every inch of the pill's texture.

The pill, which originally had half of its pattern missing, is now slowly having its pattern filled in at a visible speed under the continuous nourishment and polishing of lightning.

Zhong Hui stood aside with his arms crossed, observing calmly.

The pill tribulation can only be borne by the pill itself. If someone rashly intervenes, this pill will never be able to gather all nine patterns in this lifetime. This is not the kind of pill he seeks.

Now it's just a matter of whether we can survive this tribulation.

If one successfully transcends the tribulation, nine pill patterns will be added to one's body, creating a perfect Foundation Establishment Pill with no flaws. If one fails, no matter how many rare spiritual herbs were used, they will all be in vain.

However, he was very confident, after all, this was a Foundation Establishment Pill personally refined by Emperor Zhongtian!

"Let the lightning tribulation come even more fiercely!"

As if the heavens were responding to the sound, several bright yellow thunderbolts pierced through the roof one after another, taking turns refining the elixir.

The dormant system secretly revived, thinking to itself: "The host's abilities are becoming increasingly outrageous. Even before advancing to the second star, you can still influence reality with your thoughts."

However, it's strange, even with a strong imagination, one can only fully utilize it by completely believing in it...

Halfway through the conversation, the system suddenly fell silent. It realized that its host was not just completely convinced, but completely immersed in its own worldview of cultivation.

After all, in Zhong Hui's understanding, this world is just one of the myriad realms, magical girls are cultivators, and star levels are different realm classifications.

The opening of meridians, the attainment of the highest realm, the current refining of the foundation-building pill, and the tempering of the pill with lightning were all due to Zhong Hui's self-awareness and self-confidence, which directly influenced the results in the present world.

This is the ultimate terror of imaginary creation: turning illusion into reality.

Of course, if it were someone else, they would only be able to utilize one-tenth of this ability at most. Only Zhong Hui, with his pure mind and unique worldview, could bring it to its full potential. The combination of the two is truly a match made in heaven.

Above the sky, the lightning grew increasingly violent, crashing down one after another.

The elixir remained completely unharmed, and under the baptism of the lightning tribulation, the last incomplete half of the elixir pattern was about to be completely perfected.

Zhong Hui, who had been calmly watching the show, suddenly moved. His figure transformed into a dazzling rainbow, soaring into the sky from the roof that had been shattered by lightning, heading straight for the thick clouds churning with thunder.

He wanted to go to the center of the tribulation and extract a wisp of the Heavenly Dao's energy!

This action thoroughly angered the Heavenly Dao.

The gradually dissipating dark clouds gathered and piled up again, brewing even more violent and rampant lightning, which swept down from the sky and crashed down on the figure in the clouds, trying to kill him.

With her pink hair flowing and her blue dress billowing, Zhong Hui held a magic staff in her hand.

Despite being struck by countless lightning bolts, he remained calm and composed, seemingly invincible.

"A thousand tribulations, ten thousand ages of hardship, all the ages pass in the blink of an eye. An immortal body, an indestructible soul, unmatched throughout history!"

"You think a few mere bolts of heavenly lightning can kill me? Even if the Heavenly Dao itself were to descend, I would still be invincible in this world!"

He roared with wild laughter, and with an invincible air, he swung his fists in turn, shattering all the thunderbolts that fell from the sky!

"Enjoy! Let the lightning come even more fiercely!"

"Boom!!"

He was struck back into the villa by an extremely thick bolt of lightning.

His body was covered in arcs of electricity, but he endured the excruciating pain as he stood up, facing the tribulation of Heaven head-on, and continued his bloody battle.

Chapter 46 The Tribulation Ends, the Calamity Arrives

A fierce wind howled and swept around, dark clouds covered the sky, and thunder roared one after another, shaking the heavens and the earth.

A series of blinding, bright yellow lightning bolts, like divine punishment that could destroy the world, crashed down one after another, striking precisely a detached villa in the center of the villa district.

"Holy crap! Which homeowner didn't install a lightning rod? This multi-million dollar house is about to be destroyed by lightning!"

"Could it be that some scumbag made some wild oath here and got punished by heaven?"

"May I ask which fellow Daoist is undergoing tribulation here? Count me in, I am the Tribulation-Transcending Celestial Venerable!"

"A group to transcend tribulation? Count me in, I am Tyrant Song!"

"..."

Complaints, jokes, and exclamations rose and fell, echoing throughout every corner of the villa area.

Residents craned their necks to look into the distance, and some even took out telescopes to stare intently at the villa that had been struck by lightning and riddled with holes. When they saw it clearly, they were all stunned and speechless, their faces filled with disbelief.

It was because inside that ruined house, it seemed someone was being struck by lightning...

Zhong Hui, the instigator of this lightning tribulation, stood steadily amidst the ruins of the dilapidated villa.

After several rounds of lightning strikes, his once fair and delicate skin was now covered with several hideous, charred wounds, with bright red blood dripping continuously from them, making his injuries extremely severe.

Even though he was seriously injured, Zhong Hui maintained his aloof and indifferent demeanor (cute cold face). He glanced helplessly at the ruined villa and said, "Another house has been demolished. Oh well, no need to worry about debts. When I have money in the future, I will definitely make up for it a hundredfold!"

Boom!!

Suddenly, a deafening thunderclap tore through the sky! A bolt of lightning as thick as an arm pierced through the clouds and rocks, striking directly at the man who had repeatedly defied the heavens.

Zhong Hui clenched his fist into one hand and threw a powerful punch at the thunder!

The tribulation lightning descended from the heavens instantly dissipated, and the fist wind, carrying its remaining force, shot straight into the sky, completely shattering the already dilapidated roof, sending rubble and wood chips flying everywhere.

"You dare to foolishly attempt to kill me, the Emperor, with the mere Heavenly Dao of one world?"

Zhong Hui's figure was arrogant and flamboyant, and her eyes looked up at the sky with pride. Even though she was now a young girl, she could not hide the supreme majesty of the Heavenly Emperor who once suppressed all the heavens and looked down on all worlds.

"Those who know what's good for them will obediently hand over a wisp of Heavenly Dao Qi. Otherwise, the day I attain Dao in this realm will be the day the world is transformed!"

This blatant provocation thoroughly enraged the will of Heaven.

Deep within the thick, dark clouds, the increasingly violent and surging power of lightning continued to gather and pile up layer upon layer, secretly brewing an ultimate killing move that far surpassed all previous lightning tribulations.

"kill!"

Zhong Hui roared to the sky, his figure transforming into a rainbow of light as he soared straight into the clouds, deliberately charging into the surging, violent thunderclouds.

【…】

The system silently watched the scene it had orchestrated, without a trace of worry.

joke.

In the host's mature worldview, he is the invincible Heavenly Emperor.

Apart from the ten bizarre progenitors who caused his death on the plateau, as set in the lore, there is nothing in the world, no one in the heavens or the great Dao, that can contend with him, let alone be his enemy.

How could this invincible belief, etched into his soul, possibly allow an imagined tribulation to kill him?

The system simply watched quietly, waiting for the host to advance to the second star.