67: Chapter 67 Seven-Day Calamity

Looking at the Spirit Stones in front of her again, Gao Ling was stunned.

"How many Spirit Stones are there?"

The impact of over 180,000 Low-Grade Spirit Stones piled together shocked her, even though she was a Nascent Soul Cultivator.

Beside them were the twenty-four High-Grade Spirit Stones, which also dazzled Gao Ling.

These were High-Grade Spirit Stones; converted into Low-Grade Spirit Stones, that was 240,000. In other words, Zhao Yi had just given the Cultivation Academy 420,000 Low-Grade Spirit Stones in one go.

That was equal to the entire output of the Great White Spirit Stone Mine last year.

"Are Nascent Soul True Monarchs this good at digging for Spirit Stones?"

At that moment, Gao Ling even felt the urge to go dig for Spirit Stones herself.

"Hmm?"

"No way, locked by a Lightning Tribulation?"

"Streamer Escape!"

Gao Ling hurriedly put away the Spirit Stones in front of her, her figure instantly turning into a streak of light as she dashed out of the range of the tribulation cloud.

"What kind of tribulation is this?"

One had to know that the Nine-Nine Thunder Tribulation Bai Miyao was undergoing at Yellow Earth Ridge, compared to the tribulation cloud at the Great White Spirit Stone Mine, was like a child; they were completely not on the same order of magnitude.

At this moment, the Great White Spirit Stone Mine was like a beehive under attack, with countless Cultivators pouring out and fleeing wildly in all directions.

They had to run; if they were caught in the Lightning Tribulation zone, it would be certain death with no chance of survival.

Meanwhile, Zhao Yi's figure was flickering continuously; with each flicker, he covered a distance of over ten miles.

However, the speed at which the tribulation cloud gathered completely exceeded Zhao Yi's expectations.

Before he could even run out of the Great White Spirit Stone Mine, the first Lightning Tribulation struck.

"Damn it!"

Zhao Yi, having been struck squarely, cursed.

The Lightning Tribulation had descended, so Zhao Yi had no choice but to find a random small hill and look up at the tribulation cloud in mid-air.

When he broke through to the Nascent Soul stage from the Late Golden Core stage, he had already undergone a Nine-Nine Thunder Tribulation. What kind of tribulation was this for breaking through to Soul Transformation?

"great sumeru treasure hoe!"

Having learned his lesson from before, Zhao Yi did not hesitate; he directly summoned the treasure hoe and held it upright above his head.

The Lightning Tribulation struck down one bolt after another, and the great sumeru treasure hoe acted like a lightning rod, attracting all the thunder.

Sitting cross-legged under the great sumeru treasure hoe, Zhao Yi's face was full of pain.

Although the Lightning Tribulation was weakened by ninety percent, the remaining tribulation still hurt when it hit his body.

Under the endless Lightning Tribulation, the great sumeru treasure hoe turned golden once again.

The bolts of thunder that were originally distinct now turned directly into electric arcs.

Sizzling currents of electricity traveled from the hoe, shocking Zhao Yi until he trembled uncontrollably.

At this moment, all the power within Zhao Yi's body became useless; his Primordial Spirit power, Nascent Soul power, and even the Soul Transformation power born from the combination of the two, all sank into his Dantian.

As if suppressed by something, Zhao Yi could only use his Physical Body to withstand these smaller-sized Lightning Tribulations transmitted from the great sumeru treasure hoe.

...

Boom!

After this Lightning Tribulation, the dark clouds over Yellow Earth Ridge finally dispersed.

A bronze coffin floated in mid-air, and sitting on the coffin was a beautiful female Cultivator; it was none other than Bai Miyao.

Having spanned the entire great Realm from the Early Stage Golden Core to the Soul Transformation Early Stage, Bai Miyao had not yet reacted, her eyes filled with confusion.

But she soon remembered the last scene before she died—being struck by Zhao Yi with a hoe, causing her to lose consciousness.

"Heh, heh!"

"Zhao, Yi!"

Resurrected and having achieved the Soul Transformation stage, Bai Miyao's state was clearly wrong; everything about her revealed a sense of stiffness.

"I, want, you, to, die!"

This voice sounded as if her tongue were stuck, exceptionally unpleasant to hear.

"Did she succeed?"

"She actually succeeded?"

Bai Yucheng felt like he was dreaming.

"Slap!"

He slapped the Bai Family Cultivator beside him.

"Does it hurt?"

"It hurts, it hurts so much, Elder!"

In the time it took to say that, the Cultivator's face had already swollen into a pig's head, and only then did Bai Yucheng confirm that this was not a dream.

Bai Miyao had truly achieved the Soul Transformation stage; the Bai Family of Anning Prefecture had become a major power with two Soul Transformation experts.

"Miyao, that's wonderful!"

The Bai Family genealogy went: Immortal Scholar Yong Da Yu, Yuan Yun Ren Xiu Li, Chuan Jia Hai Dao Yi, Yue Hua Xiang Guang Zhao.

Bai Miyao was of the 'Yun' generation, and Bai Yucheng was of the 'Yu' generation, so calling her Miyao was indeed correct.

"Grand, pa, Yu, cheng!"

Bai Miyao spoke one word at a time.

"I, want, to, take, re, venge!"

"Revenge must definitely be taken."

"However, that little thief Zhao Yi is too cunning. Grandpa Yucheng is useless; despite my status as a Soul Transformation expert, I blocked him in the mine for three months and still didn't catch him."

"We, will, go, to, gether!"

Bai Miyao didn't know what had gone wrong; not only was her speech affected, but her whole body was stiff, even those two mounds were the same.

"The two of you, Ninth Master requests your presence!"

Li Yingtang had summoned them, so the two dared not delay. With a wave of their hands, they disappeared from Yellow Earth Ridge.

Chaotian Spirit Realm.

Bai Miyao put away the bronze coffin and said stiffly, "Ninth, Mas, ter!"

Bai Yucheng also bowed slightly, his expression anxious. He had accepted Li Yingtang's Spiritual Artifact but failed to catch Zhao Yi; who knew if Li Yingtang would cause him trouble?

But he dared not refuse to come, so he could only bite the bullet and, following Bai Miyao, called out, "Ninth Master."

Li Yingtang seemed not to see Bai Yucheng and had forgotten about those two Spiritual Artifacts. He said softly, "That Death Cultivator, Nascent Soul True Monarch Zhao Yi."

"Is currently Undergoing Tribulation."

Bai Yucheng frowned. "Undergoing Tribulation?" "What kind of tribulation?" "Isn't he at the Early Stage Nascent Soul?" "Ninth Master, could you have made a mistake?"

Li Yingtang glared at Bai Yucheng, and the old man behind him let out a cold snort.

Bai Yucheng felt as if he had been struck by lightning, a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth; he had already suffered a minor injury.

"Next time you question me, you die!"

After saying this, he flicked his finger, and the scene of Zhao Yi rushing out of the Great White Spirit Stone Mine and dividing the Spirit Stones with Gao Ling appeared in mid-air.

Following that was the recorded image of Zhao Yi being struck by the first Lightning Tribulation.

"The one Undergoing Tribulation outside is him."

"Furthermore, this time he handed over 420,000 Low-Grade Spirit Stones to the Cultivation Academy."

"You two go together..."

"If he succeeds in Undergoing Tribulation, take advantage of his weakness and bring him to me."

"Succeed in Undergoing Tribulation?"

"How is that possible?"

"He is a Death Cultivator!"

Bai Yucheng smacked his lips. He had heard that when Zhao Yi broke through from Golden Core to Nascent Soul, he had undergone a Nine-Nine Thunder Tribulation.

Now it must be a Seven-Day Tribulation.

The Seven-Day Tribulation, as the name implies, has no limit on the number of lightning strikes; it strikes you for seven days and seven nights. If you survive, you succeed; if you don't, you kick the bucket.

For someone at the Soul Transformation Initial Stage to survive a Seven-Day Tribulation would be strange indeed.

It must be said that Bai Yucheng's judgment was very sharp. By the third day, the Cultivators watching Zhao Yi Undergoing Tribulation realized that what Zhao Yi was undergoing was not an ordinary Lightning Tribulation, but a Seven-Day Tribulation.

"Let's go, let's go!"

"The Seven-Day Tribulation can only be survived by old monsters at the Body Integration Stage or Mahayana Stage. He is only at the Late Nascent Soul Stage; if he doesn't die today, he will be finished tomorrow. Don't waste time."

The watching Cultivators slowly dispersed.

Leaving behind only the rumbling, seemingly endless thunder.

On the fifth day of Zhao Yi's Undergoing Tribulation, two groups of people looked at the tribulation cloud with complex expressions. To the south were Bai Yucheng and Bai Miyao, bringing with them the Nascent Soul True Monarchs of the Chaotian Spirit Realm and numerous Bai Family Cultivators.

To the north were Fan De and Gao Ling, and behind them were many Cultivators from the Cultivation Academy and the Death Cultivators who dug for Spirit Stones.

"Do you think he can succeed?"