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Chapter 131
“Have you ever considered that she might not be a high-grade or even a top-grade spiritual root, but the legendary… heaven-grade?” Zhu You managed to pull back her shocked expression and calmly stated, “Heaven-grade.”
Her emotions were quite complicated at this moment.
Heaven-grade! How could Yueqing Sect have just let her go?
Ye Qinghan replied, “I have considered it.” When he was undergoing his Nascent Soul tribulation, she insisted on being there. Not only did she show up, but she also helped him bear the brunt of it.
At that time, he had already pondered this possibility.
But there had been no opportunity to confirm the guess; he couldn’t exactly grab Ye Qiao’s hand and force it onto a testing stone to demand answers.
All the cultivators outside automatically made way for the secret realm. Thunderbolts continued to rain down incessantly, not giving anyone a moment to catch their breath.
They crazily struck Ye Qiao inside the secret realm.
At first, the onlookers were shocked, but soon they were too preoccupied with their own safety, as the lightning even affected innocent bystanders outside the realm. Although the bolts didn’t directly target them, the residual shockwaves were enough to trouble those with lower cultivation.
Seeing the situation getting out of control, the Sect Master of the Wenjian Sect furrowed his brow tightly and quickly took charge, “Yun Hen.”
“Set up a barrier.”
Yun Hen calmly stepped forward, forming a white talisman and casting an array that shielded all the cultivators present, preventing them from being caught in the chaotic scramble caused by the lightning.
Yun Hen’s feelings were complicated. In all his years, he had never seen a Golden Core tribulation cause such a commotion, forcing him to personally set up an formation.
“Is Ye Qiao really going to be alright?” Ming Xuan pressed his face against the barrier, worried. Although he knew she could absorb it, the scene was still terrifying.
“Don’t worry,” Xue Yu said flatly, also watching intently. “It’s the secret realm that should be concerned.”
Hopefully, the secret realm would be okay.
Those from the Changming Sect knew the inside story, but outsiders did not. Ye Qiao was known to be resilient; despite her recklessness, she had always managed to survive.
This situation, however, was different.
Under the tribulation lightning, everything seemed like ants.
The lightning was even more terrifying than Ye Qinghan’s last time.
It clearly wasn’t just a tribulation; it was trying to kill her.
“In this case, she either has a spiritual root above the top grade, or she’s offended the Heavenly Dao, or…” The elder paused and then whispered, “Both.”
The combined force would be enough to crush even a Nascent Soul cultivator, let alone a Golden Core.
His words sparked a wave of astonishment.
Above top grade meant heaven grade.
The elders of various sects fell into deep contemplation. If Ye Qiao survived, the Changming Sect would have struck gold.
Who wouldn’t want a heaven-grade spiritual root? If possible, anyone would want to drag Ye Qiao into their own sect.
But how could a Golden Core cultivator withstand such a tribulation?
Based on Ye Qiao’s experience with tribulations, it wouldn’t be over in less than three days. By then, there would be two possibilities: either the tribulation would destroy the secret realm, or the secret realm would eject her.
The question was whether the secret realm could hold out until the fifth day to throw her out.
The situation turned around at that moment. The targeted Ye Qiao lay on the ground like a boss, while each lightning bolt had to tear through the secret realm before accurately striking her.
Ye Qiao’s long eyelashes fluttered slightly. The heavenly thunder washed through her meridians and organs with brutal intensity. Although cultivators healed quickly, the pain was very real.
The faster the thunder fell, the closer the secret realm came to collapse. Ye Qiao sensed its distortion and agitation, calmly lying in the center and even managing to show the realm a middle finger.
The secret realm was infuriated.
“Get out.”
“Get out of my secret realm!!”
Its voice was rather childish.
Ye Qiao looked innocent, “But my identification token is broken.”
“Didn’t you want to keep me here in the first place?” She remained calm, “I might be able to hold out until the tribulation ends.”
The secret realm was so angry it nearly disintegrated and reformed. Hold out until the end? How could it survive that!
But now it couldn’t even push her out, as the relentless lightning kept it from getting close to Ye Qiao, let alone ejecting her.
Initially, the elders didn’t think Ye Qiao would last until the second day, but they began to notice something amazing, “She seems to be… doing okay?”
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