Chapter 55: The 49th Tribulation

  Twenty-four Heavenly Generals of the Thunder Department, all from the Upper Clear Patriarch's door, were ancient great saints who died in battle in the Ten Extremes Array during the Great Cataclysm of the Ancient Times.

  No matter who it is, even a twenty-year-old cultivator like Xu Kong can't resist.

  His only chip now is the Zhongshan True Qi that he temporarily came up with and attached to his Taoist robe. He hopes that his guess is correct, if so, he and Xiaohuli can still leave a thread of life.

  It's okay, at least the fairy is willing to speak up, which means there's room for negotiation.

  Xuan Kong stood up straight and flew into the air, bowing his head and saying: "Xuan Kong, a junior disciple of the Cangshan Sect, greets Fairy Hua Zhi."

  As soon as he finished speaking, his heart sank with a thud, secretly calling it a bad omen. In this world, successful Taoist cultivators can become famous throughout the land and be worshipped by people. However, among them, there are absolutely no such heterodox ancient saints, so how could they possibly come into contact with ordinary people in the mortal realm?

  That fairy was also taken aback, her phoenix eyes gazing at Xuan Kong again and again. To be honest, Xuan Kong's appearance wasn't particularly handsome. He couldn't compare to the likes of Pan An or Long Yang, those legendary great beauties, but as a cultivator who had achieved success, he had his own unique aura, and didn't look bad either.

  The fairy gazed intently at Xu Kong for a moment, closed her eyes to calculate, and then opened them wide with surprise, exclaiming: "You are actually the reincarnated disciple of Wen Dao!"

  A glint of light flashed in Xu Kong's eyes, and he slowly let out a breath. Indeed, it was as expected.

  He didn't speak, but the fairy from the clouds descended and slightly opened her phoenix eyes to scold: "You don't even know what's good for you, using such a deceitful method to deceive Heaven's Tribulation. Don't you know that today's Heavenly Laws are strict, the Law Enforcement Gods are severe and unyielding, yet you still dared to touch his brow?"

  Xuan Kong Qidao: "Law Enforcement God? Who is that?"

  In his memory, among the gods of the Three Realms and Six Paths, there was no figure like the Law Enforcement Heavenly God. Huazhi Fairy might have seen through Xuankong's weakness, so she felt close to him and coldly said: "That Law Enforcement Heavenly God also has a name, called Qingyuan Miaodao Xiao Erlang."

  "He became the Law Enforcement God 650 years ago, so not many people in the world know about him today. You should remember him and be careful when you see him later, I don't know how many fellow Taoists fell into his hands."

  The fairy's voice was as gentle as a lily, and her words made one's whole body feel numb.

  But Xuan Kong's mind was racing, his face suddenly turned ugly: "The Law Enforcement Heavenly God is Yang Jian? Heaven, what kind of world is this?" He felt that the little mythological knowledge he brought from his previous life was far from enough.

  The fairy listened to his faint moans, shook her head and smiled: "You don't have to worry, the rotation of this world is ultimately in the hands of my fellow Taoist. As long as you're not going to make a big fuss in Heaven's Palace, then everything will be fine."

  Yang Jian, no matter how powerful he is, must still show some respect to these ancient great saints.

  "What's the use of making a fuss in Heaven? What can you do?" Hua Zixian muttered to herself, waved her hand and sighed: "Anyway, mortal things will still have to go through the 49-day tribulation after shedding their shells. You don't have to play tricks anymore, just watch from the side."

  Xuán Kōng's face was somewhat embarrassed, no different from being caught cheating on an exam by the proctor.

  He was indeed willing to lend a hand, but the little fox was focused on mediating between the dragon and tiger, without any defensive awareness. Although there were still twenty-seven thunderbolts in the forty-ninth calamity, it wasn't something that the completely defenseless little fox could withstand.

  Some looked up at the ominous clouds in the sky, and the remaining thunderbolts had gathered together, their power increasing by more than a hundredfold?

  Even if it were Xuan Kong in his prime, he would still need to focus all his attention to deal with such a sudden and violent attack.

  She saw through Xu Kong's mind, and Wan Zhi Xian stretched out her hand to pull him back, not letting him get involved in the calamity. Xu Kong was pulled by Wan Zhi Xian's slender jade-like hands, struggled twice but couldn't bear to use force, so he had no choice but to follow her.

  The lotus immortal's double pupils seemed closed yet not closed. One hand pulled the mysterious void, one hand pinched a seal towards the cloudy sky with one finger, releasing the restriction.

  Xuán Kōng looked at her, wearing a flower crown on her head, with brocade silk embroidery on her body, magnificent and harmonious, indeed the fairy of the heavenly realm. With a pair of jade-like bare feet, her whole body exuded an enchanting charm, while her white clothes like snow revealed an introverted elegant temperament.

  Xuan Kong was stunned for a moment and didn't come back to his senses until Hua Zixian lightly poked him on the forehead.

  "He sighed secretly in his heart: 'Is this a god or a devil?' He finally understood where the advertisement's propaganda of 'devilish face and angelic figure' came from. Could it be that the director of those advertisements had also seen Hua Zixian?"

  Xuán Kōng's gaze at Huā Zhī Xiānzi was purely an appreciation of beauty, without any ulterior motives. Therefore, although Huā Zhī Xiān's face turned red with shyness, she wasn't particularly annoyed in her heart. She had originally harbored affection for Xuán Kōng's master, but the stern and majestic Yuán Léi Shén made people not dare to get close. Now, from his junior disciple's eyes, she regained a bit of confidence.

  Xuan Kong woke up to see a dark cloud suddenly appear, then suddenly brighten again. The remaining aura mixed together and transformed into a dazzling lightning fire long sword that chopped towards the inn. His own junior brother and newly accepted disciple were still in the inn, but his hand was tightly grasped by Hua Zhi Xian, unable to shake it off.

  Xuan Kong's heart ached as he closed his eyes, afraid that when he opened them again, the inn would have turned to dust, taking Wang Qi and the others with it.

  He closed his eyes, but he could still feel the boundless karma emanating from the dark clouds in the sky, wrapping around the earth with a powerful force that was about to strike down. All he heard was a loud "boom" and even the cloud beneath his feet shook violently several times.

  Xuán Kōng's left hand clenched into a fist, his teeth gritted and cracked, a thread of fresh blood seeped out from the corner of his mouth.

  Huajian Xian's evaluation of Xuankong rose a few more points in her heart, and she took out a handkerchief from her sleeve to gently wipe away the bloodstains on his face. She whispered into his ear, "Don't worry, open your eyes and take a look, your friends are all right."

  Xuan Kong didn't believe it, when he opened his eyes, all he saw was a piece of broken tile and rubble.

  He felt a sudden darkness before his eyes, and his head began to sink downwards, almost falling from the clouds.

  This time, however, it was not heart-wrenching, but rather clearly visible, the owner of the inn, hugging his wife and wearing a set of mourning clothes, standing in the ruins, loudly cursing at the sky. Xuan Kong stood out the most in the sky, and was also scolded by the inn owner until he was covered in shame, but in his heart, he was delighted.

  It's unbelievable that even an ordinary person without any power can survive in this catastrophe, so it doesn't make sense that my junior and disciple couldn't hold on.

  He turned his head to look at the fairy, and indeed, the most ruthless way to cheat was still to pull the invigilating teacher down together. The thunder and lightning that filled the sky would make anyone who saw it think it was a heavenly disaster, but unexpectedly, not a single person was injured in this calamity.

  This is really strange!

  Hua Zixian smiled shallowly and whispered to Xu Kong's ear: "I extracted the thunder power from this tribulation cloud and sealed it in a handkerchief, so although the lightning that struck down looked fierce, it was actually just ordinary lightning from the mortal world and won't harm your friend."

  Xuan Kong felt a sudden surge of emotions, and before he knew it, a handkerchief had been stuffed into his hand by Hua Zhi Xian. This was the gift that Hua Zhi Xian had prepared for Wen Zhong's great disciple, whom she had come to meet. Having fulfilled her heavenly mandate, she was about to return to the Heavenly Palace to report back, and only then did she curiously ask: "How did you know I was Hua Zhi Xian? It seems like we're meeting for the first time?"

  Xuan Kong scratched his head and smiled awkwardly: "I was also making a wild guess in desperation."

  He had already had some suspicions about his own lineage, knowing it was related to the Thunder Department's gods in heaven. He originally thought it was the inheritance of one of the 24 Heavenly Kings of the Thunder Department, but unexpectedly, today he was called by Hua Zhi Xian and followed by foot, and Mount Cangpai turned out to be the orthodox lineage of Jiutian Yingyuan Leishen Puhua Tianzun Wen Zhongwen Taishi!

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