113: Chapter 113 Mold is everywhere, and it resides within me.

Zhao Yi's eyes were red. He hadn't felt this frustrated even when he was Undergoing Tribulation for the Hundred Day Fire and Thunder Tribulation.

It was a feeling of powerlessness, having strength but nowhere to use it.

Boom!

The daily lightning strike arrived on schedule.

Zhao Yi did not resist; he even put away his great sumeru treasure hoe.

Over the past month, he had summarized the situation.

Staying still was the safest option.

The more he resisted and the more he moved, the worse the outcome would be.

After the daily lightning strike passed, Zhao Yi felt bored.

He dared not Cultivate; with bad luck clinging to him, even a cough could lead to Qi Deviation.

"When will these damned days ever end?"

As for Li Yingzhen, he had already been scared away by Zhao Yi a month ago.

He had gotten a little too close to Zhao Yi, wanting to see the tribulation cloud clearly, but ended up tainted by the bad luck.

Subsequently, Li Yingzhen was assassinated three times in one day, suffered Qi Deviation ten times, fell into water eight times, and almost perished in Anning Prefecture.

To be this unlucky was rare in the world.

If Li Yingzhen was like this, let alone other Cultivators.

Now, on the entire small mountain peak, except for Zhao Yi, Li Yingzhen hadn't even left a blade of grass behind, fearing that Zhao Yi might trip over the grass and die.

"Sigh!"

"Just endure it."

Looking at the mini tribulation cloud above his head, Zhao Yi became ruthless; he didn't believe this cloud could follow him for a lifetime.

"System!"

Bored to death, Zhao Yi summoned the System.

[Miner: Zhao Yi]

[Cultivation: Early Stage Body Integration (Insufficient experience points, cannot upgrade)]

[experience points: 1571 / 3200]

[Reward: good luck card (30 days)]

"Hmm?"

"It takes 3200 experience points to Breakthrough from Early Stage Body Integration to Middle Stage, and 6400 experience points from Middle Stage to Late Stage."

"By the time I Breakthrough from Late Stage Body Integration to Early Stage Mahayana, the 6400 experience points will double to over ten thousand. According to convention, High-Grade Spirit Stone shouldn't count as experience points anymore."

"Will I only be able to dig for Top-Grade Spirit Stone by then?"

He didn't realize it until he calculated, but once he did, Zhao Yi wanted to just lie down.

Where was he supposed to dig up so many Top-Grade Spirit Stone?

Was he supposed to dig up all the Spirit Stone mines within the Great Yin Immortal Dynasty?

"What a shitty life."

Zhao Yi lay on the ground.

The ground suddenly shook, the entire small mountain collapsed, and Zhao Yi was buried inside.

His life was not in danger, but injuries were inevitable.

Would you believe that Zhao Yi, a dignified Body Integration Stage Cultivator, actually broke his leg from a fall?

Although it healed quickly, the pain was something he had experienced nonetheless.

"This truly is a Tribulation of Misfortune."

"Misfortune everywhere, misfortune is within me."

Zhao Yi was truly being tortured to the point of doubting life.

The most critical part was that it was endless, with no end in sight, leaving no hope for the future.

As the gray Qi flowed throughout the entire small mountain, the surroundings finally fell silent.

It truly reached the level of all things dying out.

Those living beings didn't die from the Lightning Tribulation, but rather all died from bad luck.

...

Chaotian Spirit Realm.

Li Yingtang sat on the clouds, looking dreamlike, his Aura overwhelming. He was actually at the Late Mahayana Stage, only one step away from entering the Undergoing Tribulation stage.

The Mahayana Cultivators who had been driven away from Baiyu Mountain by the Immortal Dynasty were all gathered here now.

"Hmph!"

"The Five Sects really have a profound foundation, to the point of not even caring about the immortal fate."

"And everyone else, you promised that the Nine Sects would stand together, so why did you sit by and watch the Wuxiang Sect get destroyed?"

"Pfft!"

Fire Cloud Child, a Mahayana Cultivator from the Red Flame Sect, also one of the Nine Sects, sneered, his face full of mockery.

"The Ninth Prince is wrong to say that. The original agreement wasn't that the Nine Sects would stand together, but that we..."

"If I remember correctly, this 'we' should also include you, Ninth Prince."

"But I don't know if you, Ninth Prince, made a move?"

"Didn't you also sit by and watch the Wuxiang Sect collapse?"

"Not to mention Senior Brother Yang of the Wuxiang Sect, who is working diligently in the Chaotian Spirit Realm under the pseudonym A-Da..."

"Just talk about Junior Sister Jin of the Wuxiang Sect, wasn't she just harvested by you last night?"

"How innocent was she?"

"Hmph, coveting others for so long, using such despicable means, and now you have the nerve to blame us?"

"Where do you get the face?"

The Red Flame Sect primarily practices the True Proclamation, legendary fire scriptures originating from the Heavenly Dao. Its fire can burn demons and forge immortal bones. As a Mahayana Cultivator, Fire Cloud Child had practiced the True Proclamation for many years. With his fiery red hair, his temper was notoriously explosive.

Being attacked face-to-face by Fire Cloud Child, Li Yingtang's expression was extremely ugly. He shouted angrily: "Fire Cloud Child, do you really think I dare not make a move?"

"Come on, I'm so scared."

"If you have the ability, bring an immortal martial divine cannon to blast me. If I make a single sound, I'm your grandson."

Fire Cloud Child jumped up, and the two Mahayana Cultivators were bickering like street thugs.

"Enough."

"Are you not ashamed of yourselves?"

An old man, thin as a withered tree, spoke.

He was Li Xuancheng, the Sword Master of the Withered Glory Sword Court, a Middle Mahayana Stage Cultivator. He was also a member of the Great Yin Immortal Dynasty royal family. In terms of seniority, he was Li Yingtang's imperial uncle.

However, this imperial uncle looked at Li Yingtang with eyes full of killing intent.

Hearing Li Xuancheng's voice, Li Yingtang felt a tightening in his heart. This was purely a conditioned reflex. Even though Li Yingtang's cultivation exceeded Li Xuancheng's, he still felt a deep, instinctive fear of this imperial uncle.

Because this person really killed members of the royal family.

"The Wuxiang Sect Cultivators haven't perished."

"Their cultivation was just crippled. With the Star Marrow Pill Mansion, are you worried they won't have a chance to recover?"

"The important thing now is the immortal fate."

"If it falls into Li Xuanye's hands..."

Fire Cloud Child looked at the many Mahayana Cultivators, the implication obvious: if it falls into Li Xuanye's hands, we're all done for.

"The Sword Master is right."

A young voice spoke. The person looked to be only thirteen or fourteen years old, yet he was also a Mahayana Cultivator.

"Fellow Daoist from the Wuxiang Sect has already sent news from the mine."

"It is said that Li Xuanye is old and senile. He actually agreed to the slander of Li Yingren and Li Yingzhen, arranging for one person to go dig the Baiyu Mountain Spirit Stone mine."

"Hahaha~"

"One person going to dig a whole mine, what a huge joke."

Hearing this, Li Yingtang couldn't help it anymore.

"Are you Zhu Cao, the Elder of the Tianheng Sect?"

"Have your Nine Chapters of Great Derivation been cultivated into a pig?"

"What is Zhao Yi's cultivation? What means does he have?"

"Can you find out clearly before coming out to speak?"

"You're a thousands-of-years-old geezer, and you're pretending to be a kid? How disgusting!"

Upon learning that Zhao Yi went alone to dig the Baiyu Mountain Spirit Stone mine, Li Yingtang became even more panicked, fearing that the immortal fate would be dug out by Zhao Yi in advance.

It was only because he learned Zhao Yi was currently Undergoing Tribulation that Li Yingtang had the heart to entertain these big shots.

"You, you~"

"Ah!"

"You junior, you go too far, I'll fight you to the death."

Zhu Cao screamed. It was one thing to say he was pretending to be a kid, but why call him Zhu Cao?

Did he not know this was his reverse scale?

Zhu Cao approached aggressively, tearing through space to appear in front of Li Yingtang, but he underestimated Li Yingtang's strength.

He was grabbed by the throat by Li Yingtang.

"Cough cough~"

"Let me go!"

He kicked his legs, his hands prying at Li Yingtang's fingers, trying to break free from Li Yingtang.

"Hmm?"

"It's actually his true body?"

Li Yingtang's face was cold, his right hand exerting slight force.

"You, you~"

After a moment, Zhu Cao stopped making any sound.

Then he turned into a pile of powder, drifting away with the wind.

"Damn it, you actually practiced the Wedding Dress Scripture?"

The Cultivators in the Chaotian Spirit Realm were in a panic. Although Zhu Cao was an Early Stage Mahayana, he was a proper Cultivator, yet he was strangled to death by Li Yingtang with his bare hands.

How brutal was this?

And that thousands of years of cultivation was also swallowed clean by Li Yingtang.