97: Chapter 97 Ding Xin's Tribulation is Approaching

Not mentioning the shock of the Liu Clan, let's talk about Zhao Mo returning to Tianfeng Valley and summoning the System.

【Farmer: Zhao Mo】

【Cultivation: Nascent Soul Second Layer (Can be upgraded)】

【Experience Points: 3260/3000】

【Rewards: None】

Looking at the System panel, Zhao Mo was already calm.

Complaints aside, since obtaining the System, from Qi Refining until now, Zhao Mo had basically maintained the pace of breaking through one cultivation level per year.

In terms of speed alone, the System was truly not bad.

"Upgrade cultivation."

As the voice fell, the numbers on the System panel quickly receded by two hundred and sixty.

A massive amount of Spiritual Qi appeared within Zhao Mo's body.

The Nascent Soul in the Dantian instinctively operated the Five Elements Art, devouring the mana converted from the Spiritual Qi.

Cultivation has no years.

Not knowing how much time had passed, Zhao Mo woke up from the Breakthrough; the Nascent Soul in the Dantian was already the size of an ordinary infant.

The cultivation of the Nascent Soul Third Layer Peak was achieved.

Boom.

A huge thunderclap sounded over Tianfeng Valley.

Zhao Mo looked confused.

"No way, I've never heard of a Lightning Tribulation when breaking through from the Nascent Soul Second Layer to the Third Layer."

After leaving the Leisurely Residence, he discovered that this Lightning Tribulation was not his, but was gathering above the cowshed.

"Is this old ox going to undergo tribulation?"

Zhao Mo hurriedly moved several miles away; if the Lightning Tribulation counted him as a helper, he would be done for.

"Is this a Golden Core Tribulation?"

That wasn't right either; although the power of this Lightning Tribulation was very similar to Zhao Mo's Golden Core Tribulation, the quantity was the same as Ding Xin's Lightning Tribulation.

One bolt after another, it seemed as if it wouldn't stop until it struck Ox Martial to death.

The Lightning Tribulation in Tianfeng Valley lasted for three whole days.

Ox Martial was also struck for three whole days; in terms of the number of lightning bolts alone, it could probably rank in the top three in the entire history of the Ox Clan.

"Is this the Immortal Scripture?"

"What great power; it was worth working like a beast for so many years."

The cowshed had long since disappeared, leaving only Ox Martial standing in a huge deep pit.

When others undergo the Lightning Tribulation, which one isn't charred like black charcoal? Looking at Ox Martial now, there wasn't a trace of the tribulation, as if someone else had undergone it.

"Once the Demon Core is achieved, one can transform into human form."

"Transform!"

"Huh?"

Ox Martial tried seven or eight Spells, but it was useless; it still had the appearance of an ox body.

"What is going on?"

Ox Martial was about to collapse.

"Could it be that this Immortal Scripture is too powerful, so I can't transform? Does it have to be this ridiculous?"

Fortunately, it could speak now.

Watching Zhao Mo ride a cloud back, Ox Martial said proudly, "Zhao, come fight!"

Zhao Mo...

He was stunned for a moment.

Damn, this ox could talk.

Then, he was burning with rage.

What the hell? Who are you calling 'Zhao'? And 'come fight'?

Do you not know your place?

"Die!"

Ox Martial only felt a sharp pain in its Soul; the newly condensed Demon Core almost dissipated.

"You're cheating! If you have the guts, don't use your Divine Soul to control me."

Having just passed the Lightning Tribulation, Ox Martial's confidence was terrifyingly high, and it actually dared to make demands of Zhao Mo.

This made Zhao Mo feel it was quite interesting.

"Fine, fine, I won't use Divine Soul attacks on you."

As he spoke, he took out the ox-driving whip.

Crack. Crack. Crack.

Zhao Mo swung the ox-driving whip three times, making three sounds, and Ox Martial's skin began to twitch reflexively.

"If you have the guts, don't use the ox-driving whip either."

The voice of this sentence was already much smaller.

But things had already developed to this point; regret was not the choice of a Holy Son of the Ox Clan.

Even if it meant death, it would fight.

"Fine." Zhao Mo put away the ox-driving whip.

He took out the Iron Shovel.

Ox Martial was stunned.

It knew the sharpness of the Iron Shovel.

"If you have the guts, don't use the Iron Shovel either."

Zhao Mo...

"Screw you."

"Do you want me to tie myself up?"

"You're asking for it. If you're a plow ox, you should have the awareness of a plow ox. Why are you acting like a boss? Die!"

Ox Martial rolled its eyes, foamed at the mouth, collapsed to the ground, and then its limbs twitched; it was only breathing out and not breathing in.

"Fool. If I weren't counting on you to plow the fields, I'd have shabu-shabu beef tonight. You cultivated a Demon Core but can't even transform; what are you showing off for?"

Zhao Mo turned and left.

Don't look at his sharp tongue; he was actually quite happy in his heart. Ox Martial could speak now, so there would be a demon to chat with while farming in the future.

Zhao Mo was happy, but Ding Xin in the Heavenly Phoenix Grotto-Heaven really couldn't stay any longer.

"Ahhh, this is too much. It actually broke through again."

"This seclusion is endless."

"I'm not doing it anymore."

Actually, the most critical thing was that her cultivation had reached the Golden Core Ninth Layer; if she continued to cultivate, she would have to undergo the Lightning Tribulation.

With Ding Xin's current cultivation, undergoing the Lightning Tribulation was no different from courting death, so she had to stop.

"Eh, you're back!"

"Oh, not bad, you've actually reached the Golden Core Ninth Layer."

After Ding Xin returned to her female form in front of Zhao Mo, she loved white dresses and tying her hair in a ponytail, which completely finished off Zhao Mo.

It is said that a day without seeing each other is like three autumns.

It is also said that a short separation is better than a new marriage.

The next day, when Zhao Mo came out of the Leisurely Residence, he was leaning on the Iron Shovel.

"Humph, trash."

"Back in the day, I, Old Ox, would mate with a hundred or so little cows in a day and night, and I was never like you, unable to even stand. How embarrassing."

Ox Martial walked slowly past the Leisurely Residence, taking the opportunity to mock Zhao Mo.

"Damn it, I was too innocent. With this foul mouth, it was better when it couldn't speak."

Zhao Mo looked at the retreating Ox Martial with a fierce glint in his eyes; if it really came down to it, he would just make beef hotpot.

"We need to plow the spiritual fields later."

"Got it."

Ox Martial's voice came from afar.

"Fine, I'll endure it a bit longer."

"Did that ox cultivate the Demon Core?"

Ding Xin also came out.

A nourished Ding Xin was simply radiant.

With black hair draped over her shoulders, she looked at Ox Martial's back and asked, "Didn't you say that demons who cultivate a Demon Core can transform into human form?"

"Why is it still in its ox body?"

"Maybe it doesn't like it, or maybe it's stupid and can't learn it."

"Anyway, I think it's silly."

Zhao Mo's voice came lingeringly.

Ox Martial, who was pricking up its ears to eavesdrop, almost exploded with anger.

You're the one who is silly! Your whole family is silly! Does it not want to transform? It's just that it can't do it!

【You completed the Spiritual Field clearing, Experience +20.】

【You completed the Spiritual Field plowing, Experience +20.】

"Your Iron Shovel has already successfully achieved spiritual awakening, so why are you still planting golden marrow fruit?"

Zhao Mo looked at the Iron Shovel wrapped around Ding Xin's waist, his teeth itching with hatred.

Since Ding Xin returned, it refused to return to Zhao Mo's Dantian, hanging around Ding Xin all day long, doing whatever Ding Xin asked it to do; those who didn't know would think it was Ding Xin's Spiritual Artifact.

"Don't you still have Magical Artifacts to awaken?"

"We can't just buy golden jade marrow, can we?"

Speaking of this, Zhao Mo remembered that Ding Xin didn't seem to have any good Magical Artifacts.

"It was my oversight."

"What kind of Magical Artifact do you like? I'll have Senior Brother Guo craft one for you."

"No need."

Ding Xin's expression was desolate.

"I am now at the Golden Core Ninth Layer and am about to undergo the Lightning Tribulation."

"You know my Lightning Tribulation is different from normal ones, I'm afraid..."

Zhao Mo interrupted, "What are you afraid of?"

"I'm here."

"When will your Lightning Tribulation likely arrive?"

"Within ten years."

"It's fine, there's still time." Zhao Mo frowned, suddenly wondering how Ding Xin's last Lightning Tribulation was overcome.

And Ding Xin looked at Zhao Mo with complex emotions; the Heavenly Phoenix Clan did have a way to overcome the Lightning Tribulation, but this time it required Zhao Mo to take the initiative, and if Zhao Mo...

I'm afraid both of them would perish in the Lightning Tribulation.