Top-level Qi Luck: Leading My Clan to Cultivate

In an instant, the three jade pendants grew frantically in size, then hovered over his head, emitting a sheet of jade light that welcomed the descending heavenly lightning.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz." The radiating jade light dimmed continuously over the azure pool.

Ye Pinghai's complexion shifted slightly; the power of the subsequent strikes of the first wave of tribulation lightning was seemingly even more formidable than he had anticipated.

This was only the first wave of the heavenly tribulation, and these defensively powerful artifacts were already struggling to withstand it.

Before long, the jade pendants pulverized into dust, but the first strike of tribulation lightning had also dissipated.

Seizing the brief respite, Ye Pinghai immediately swallowed a Huiyuan Pill, recovering a bit of spiritual power to make even more thorough preparations.

Quickly, right after the first wave of the heavenly tribulation, the second wave thunderously descended, giving him no chance to catch his breath.

"Boom, boom, boom." The sound of thunder continued to explode.

At this time, many members of the Lin Family began to show shock on their faces around Green Bamboo Mountain.

Although their divine sense couldn't extend very far due to the influence of the tribulation lightning, the commotion caused by the heavenly tribulation couldn't be concealed from them.

The sound of the descending tribulation lightning was deafening, each burst stronger than the last, leaving no respite whatsoever.

"This tribulation of the Golden Core is truly terrifying. Any single strike could annihilate a Foundation Establishment Cultivator," muttered a member of the Seventh Level of Qi Refinement from one of the mountaintops.

No sooner had these words fallen when a nearby member nodded and said, "Isn't that the truth."

"You know, the Wei Kingdom's Cultivation World has seen only a few Golden Core Cultivators over the years. From this alone, the horror of the Golden Core Tribulation can be appreciated."

While the cultivators scattered across several mountain peaks were freely criticizing the fearsome heavenly tribulation, Ye Pinghai had already faced the third wave of tribulation lightning.

In the first two waves, he had used up more than a dozen Second Order Defense Artifacts and a good number of Second Order Talismans.

By now, the treasures left in his hands were extremely limited. Facing this most terrifying third round of tribulation, he was not certain he could survive.

In that instant, Ye Pinghai's face appeared calm, but inside, a trace of anger stirred.

As a Loose Cultivator, he had practiced cultivation for a hundred years, surviving by a hair's breadth on multiple occasions to reach his current realm.

Though he had never witnessed the tribulation of the Golden Core, he had made ample preparations and believed in his strength, which gave him some hope of success.

Yet, the tribulation he was now encountering proved to be incredibly formidable, causing his heart to palpitate uncontrollably.

Caught in a moment of distraction, a vast amount of electrical energy filled the air around him and small relentless bolts of lightning penetrated his body, leaving a tingling numbness across Ye Pinghai's skin.

Ye Pinghai's attention was entirely fixed on the thunderclouds above, rendering him incapable of dealing with these minor, less lethal bursts of lightning.

Witnessing how terrifying the tribulation of the Golden Core was, clearly intent on snuffing him out in his cradle, dozens of tribulation lightning strikes rained down in succession.

Ye Pinghai's expression changed dramatically. Both people and artifacts have their limits of endurance.

"Boom, boom..."

The heavenly tribulation didn't give him time to think or react much.

As the third round of terrifying golden lightning poured down, Ye Pinghai's expression turned grave as he swiftly wielded his Attack Artifact.

For a moment, several sharp silvery lights slashed through the air, cleaving the tribulation lightning descending upon his head.

With a rolling explosion in the sky, the silvery light collided with the tribulation lightning with force, but the speed of the tribulation lightning was ultimately too fast; even Ye Pinghai could not manage to shatter all of it in time.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

Ye Pinghai raised his hand and threw a punch, his strong fist-force scattering two more strikes of tribulation lightning.

However, his arm and leg were still struck by two relentless bolts of lightning one after another.

A regular Foundation Establishment Great Perfection Cultivator, faced with such an onslaught, would be lucky to survive, let alone escape without serious injury.

Ye Pinghai, struck by two bolts of lightning, was dealt a harsh blow to his body. He was thrown into the air from the ground, and the mighty force of the electrical energy penetrated through a Second Order Medium Quality Nail Protector on his body, causing havoc.

At that moment, Ye Pinghai spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, a bloody hole appeared in his arm, and his entire body convulsed.

Then, several more bolts of tribulation lightning struck, and Ye Pinghai's body rolled uncontrollably on the ground, leaving trails of blood where he tumbled.

In the midst of incessant lightning and thunder in the sky, massive lightning balls thick as buckets fell one after another.

Since the heavens didn't afford him time to recover, and no one was able to help withstand it, everything was solely reliant on himself.

At this moment, Ye Pinghai had gained some experience, using magic artifacts in conjunction with defense talismans to alternately dissipate some of the lightning balls, winning more time for himself and avoiding unnecessary damage from the lightning.

Although he had been hit by the tribulation lightning twice just now, receiving injuries consecutively, the force of that lightning seemed to have also purified the mana within his body.

He distinctly felt that the mana, refined by the force of the lightning, had become purer and more concentrated, and his Primordial Spirit, after being numbed by the lightning, had become stronger. His perception of his surroundings had also become unprecedentedly clear.

A hint of an unusual glint flashed through Ye Pinghai's eyes, suggesting that blocking all the tribulation lightning might not necessarily be a bad thing after all.

How can one see a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain?

However, the destructive power of the lightning was equally terrifying; if it exceeded the body's capacity, he would meet the same fate as other cultivators who had failed their tribulation—utterly destroyed, with little chance of survival.

In fact, as Ye Pinghai looked up at the thunderclouds in the sky, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

He feared that he didn't need to purposely let the lightning balls come down, as whether he could ultimately endure was still uncertain.

Ye Pinghai had an indomitable spirit ever since he was a child. If he had surrendered easily, he wouldn't have made it this far.

Gazing at the powerful thunderclouds in the sky, Ye Pinghai's eyes were firmer than ever before—when the heavens don't help, one must help oneself.

The fact that he had reached this point was partly due to luck, but more so because he had fought hard for it.

The same was true for the current heavenly tribulation. When there was no path left, he was determined to cut through the thorns to carve out his own.

"Boom..."

The lightning from within the clouds seemed to have gathered enough energy and once again hurtled towards him, giving the impression that it was determined to destroy him on the spot.

As the lightning balls approached, Ye Pinghai raised both hands upward; the magic artifact in his hands shot up, emitting a blinding sword light that was nearly too bright to look at with the naked eye.

Not only that, but the sword light also resonated with a series of gentle hums, defying the descending tribulation lightning by surging upward!

Explosions resounded in the sky, with other lightning bolts sneaking through the gaps in the flying sword and hitting the ground; some were dispersed by Ye Pinghai using his magic artifact, while some hit him directly.

One after another, the sky was filled with flashes and rumbles of thunder.

Wave after wave of thunderous explosions left the family members at the edge of their territory only able to watch from a distance, their faces filled with nothing but shock.

The commotion here vividly conveyed the sensation of a ground-shaking event, as if a Golden Core expert was making a move without any restraint.

And that terrifying heavenly tribulation seemed endless at this point.

Under such intense lightning strikes, could a Foundation Establishment Cultivator still survive?

These were members of the Lin Family, who, to varying degrees, had heard rumors about the Cultivation World, with many having directly heard their Foundation Establishment Stage elders speak of the Golden Core Tribulation.

Yet, they had never witnessed such a shocking scene with their own eyes.

At this moment, Ye Pinghai truly found himself in an extremely sorry state.

Under the barrage of lightning strikes, his body was riddled with bloody holes, and a Second Order Medium Quality defensive inner armor he wore was torn and tattered, diminishing its defensive power.

Nevertheless, the thunderclouds in the sky had yet to disperse. Although they felt weaker than at their peak, they were still very strong, creating a suffocating pressure that made it difficult for him to breathe.

"Boom..."

Ye Pinghai's body was once again struck in the chest by thick bolts of lightning, and he was sent flying, his body completely numb.

Lying semi-prone on the ground, Ye Pinghai spat out blood, his eyes stubbornly fixed on the oppressive thunderclouds.

In this moment, the look in Ye Pinghai's eyes seemed to be even sharper than the sword qi in his hands.

"Boom..." The thundercloud continued to churn relentlessly.

At this moment, the thick lightning illuminated the entire mountain peak where Ye Pinghai was, creating a stark contrast with the oppressive clouds and the dark surroundings.

The Lin Family members watching from afar could only discern, amidst the frenzied dance of electric serpents, a figure drenched in blood, appearing frail yet stubbornly and proudly resisting.

It seemed he could be extinguished by the wild lightning at any moment.

Even some family members who watched a bit longer had their eyes dazzled by the brightness of the lightning-formed light.

By now, even though these people did not know who the cultivator undergoing the tribulation was, what remained in their hearts was only horror and awe.

After all, how many could withstand such powerful attacks from the lightning balls?