The First Demon of the Chan Sect-Chapter 232 - 178 Yulian Fairy

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Chapter 232: Chapter 178 Yulian Fairy

Pingyu Jia Yitian, at the Palace of the Polestar.

"Your Majesty, your subject has completed the mission without disgrace! Our Demon Race has now reached an alliance agreement with the Witch Tribe," Kunpeng, who had just rushed back to the Heavenly Court, bowed down and reported from the ranks: "However, the Witch Tribe has requested that our Demon Race not arbitrarily hunt or plunder the Human Clan within the next two Primordial Meetings. Your subject took the initiative to agree to this matter, I wonder if...?"

Di Jun was already so overwhelmed with joy from the news of the alliance with the Witch Tribe that he paid no mind to an unconditional request. He generously waved his hand and said: "Such trivial matters, Fellow Daoist need not worry!"

Kunpeng said no more and stepped aside.

"Big brother, now that the Witch and Demon Races have formed an alliance, our Demon Race no longer has any worries behind us. Why not take this opportunity to take down the Four Seas once and for all, leaving that person behind us isolated and alone!" Taiyi leaped down from a seat next to him, his eyes ablaze with the fires of war and full of fighting intent.

"Yes, Your Majesty, the Four Seas are the ancestral lands of the Dragon Clan. The future of the Dragon Sons and Grandsons of the Four Sea Dragon Kings is still uncertain, we must make a decision soon!" Bai Ze gently shook his Feather Fan and said in a calm and unhurried manner.

The trendsetting Di Jun pondered for a moment, then swung his great hand and declared: "Good! Immediately prepare the troops, let Taiyi lead the army to attack the Four Seas!"

"War! War! War!"

The entire Heavenly Court was boiling with excitement. Ever since the establishment of the Heavenly Court, no one had ever taken such a big advantage. The demons of the Heavenly Court had long been holding back a burning rage.

Just as the Demon Court was busily preparing for the attack on the Four Seas, Li Qingming and Sun Miao were leisurely making their way back to Penglai Island.

When three monkeys with large eyes stared at each other by the Lotus Pond, everyone felt it was rather odd. These three monkeys, aside from different fur colors, were almost identical in appearance. They all had furry faces and mouths like the thunder god, and they were equally cunning.

"Ha ha ha, how amusing!" Watching these three monkeys, Xiong Da happily fluttered his little wings, circling and dancing above the Lotus Pond.

"Boom!"

All of a sudden, a thunderclap sounded from the clear skies, a huge purple thunderbolt trailing a long tail, directly striking down on Xiong Da.

"Awoooo!" The unfortunate Xiong Da howled miserably as he fell from the void and splashed into the Lotus Pond.

The three monkeys chilled in their hearts and cautiously looked up at the sky. The previously cloudless sky now rolled with thick clouds, and violet lightning, like spiritual snakes, slithered through the clouds.

The thunderclouds pressed lower and lower, the faint sound of rumbling thunder carried a formidable oppression, menacingly approaching the Lotus Pond. The once bustling Lotus Pond fell silent; the fish hid in their dens, shivering, and the "quack quacking" frogs quietly poked their heads out by the clear Lotus Pond.

"Whoosh!" Li Qingming, in his Green Taoist Robe, and Lady Wangshu in her white skirt, suddenly appeared by the Lotus Pond. Li Qingming gazed at the sky and said, "It seems the Heavenly Dao holds my disciple in high regard!"

"Splash!" With a huge sound of water splashing, Xiong Da, charred but still spirited, emerged from the bottom of the Lotus Pond. His tiny eyes blinked furiously as he glared at the sky and roared, "Roar! Damn it, who have I offended!"

"Boom!"

Another bout of thunder scared the still-complaining Xiong Da, who vanished in the blink of an eye with a flash.

Lady Wangshu covered her small mouth with a giggle and chided: "This Xionger truly has character!"

Li Qingming shook his head dispassionately and said, "Lazy creature!"

As time passed, the sky roared with lightning and thunder, and the tribulation clouds had formed, covering a span of dozens of miles, obscuring the entire sky above the Lotus Pond. At this moment, the normally rampaging winds ceased, and the surrounding Spiritual Energy went berserk, surging towards the tribulation clouds from within a hundred miles of the Lotus Pond, further adding to the formidable presence of the already ink-black clouds.

At this moment, within the Lotus Pond, aside from the one successfully evolved to the Thirteenth Grade Pure World White Lotus, the other ranked White Lotus Army were submerged and out of sight.

The Thirteenth Grade Pure World White Lotus gently raised its curved neck, the large Lotus flower facing upward, seemingly watching the sky quietly.

After a while, as if the tribulation clouds had finally finished brewing and gathered enough energy, there was a "boom," and a huge purple Tribulation Thunder, in the sinister form of a dragon as if to tear the space apart, struck towards the white Lotus flower.

The White Lotus swayed from side to side, not arousing a trace of Mana fluctuation. It dropped all defenses, allowing the Tribulation Thunder to strike directly upon itself. The powerful and brutal energy entered the White Lotus, and the purple lightning leisurely meandered within the pristine petals of the Lotus.

The surrounding Spiritual Energy surged wildly, being consumed by the Lotus flower. The brutal energy of the Tribulation Thunder was gradually absorbed by the White Lotus along with the Spiritual Energy. The purple lightning within the petals flickered uncertainly and grew weaker.

Lady Wangshu turned to look at Li Qingming and said, "Qingming, this World-purifying White Lotus truly is a transformation of the Chaos Green Lotus. It has learned the way of body tempering through Tribulation Thunder. As long as she can transform and emerge, with just a bit of cultivation, she will certainly break through her shackles and reach sainthood in the Void."

Li Qingming did not speak, but the joy in his eyes could not be hidden no matter what.

The tribulation of transformation, though a calamity for living beings, is also an opportunity. After enduring a tribulation thunder, one’s original form can be re-condensed, impurities removed, strength increased, and the ability to leave one’s original form and walk outside is obtained.

The World-purifying White Lotus was already renowned for its defense, absorbing and refining the entire tribulation thunder without the danger that living beings usually imagine, so Li Qingming was reassured to let the White Lotus cross the tribulation on its own.

However, had it been another living being, being able to absorb one tenth or one twentieth of the tribulation thunder’s energy would have been considered an incredible achievement.

The first tribulation thunder had just been absorbed and refined by the White Lotus, and the second tribulation thunder followed closely behind, its power more than double that of the first.

But it was just that the first tribulation thunder had already significantly increased the strength of the White Lotus’s original body. This second tribulation thunder was just right, and should be even easier to fully absorb into its body than the first.

The subsequent tribulation thunders were much easier, a total of eighty tribulation thunders, and the White Lotus welcomed them all. Each one was relentlessly absorbed into its original body. The originally immense lotus flower, refined by the heavenly thunder, seemed to sway even more gracefully and vividly.

"Boom!"

The dark clouds in the sky anxiously condensed, and the atmosphere above the Lotus Pond suddenly became extremely oppressive. Accompanied by the thunderous sound, the spiritual energy between the entire heaven and earth seemed to become more ferocious.

This tribulation thunder, combining the power of the previous eight thunders, seemed to be enraged by the White Lotus’s previous actions. The massive thundercloud, tens of miles across, suddenly contracted to two or three miles. The thunderclouds, black as ink, with deep purple tribulation thunder weaving through them, gradually revealed a sharp gray. It hesitated to fall for a long time.

Finally, a gray tribulation thunder as thick as a little finger tactfully arrived late. Although its size was pitiful compared to the previous eight thunders, the terrifying power contained within it directly pierced through the void. Winding and twisting, the thunder gleamed with lightning, radiating splendid light as if a life pulsation had been given a soul.

Li Qingming said with a wry smile, "Damn, it really holds my disciple in high regard!"

"Boom!"

This tribulation thunder, with a thunderous noise, violently invaded the interior of the White Lotus. Inside the lotus flower, it wreaked havoc and destruction.

The White Lotus’s body trembled, and it was enveloped in somber thunderous radiance, crackling. On the gracefully curved lotus stalk, even faint golden blood seeped out. It was at this moment that the clouds in the sky slowly dispersed, and a sphere of golden radiance, its size unknown, descended from the heavens and directly fell upon the lotus flower.

The World-purifying White Lotus released a milky white radiance, connected with the descending golden light, and with a flash of white light, where the White Lotus once swayed, a figure of a lady in a white robe appeared.

This lady, dressed in a white robe with delicate pink lotuses that seemed to fade in and out, exuded an indescribable sense of purity and freshness; her black hair fluttering with the Qingfeng breeze, her brows like crescent moons. Her long eyelashes, still bearing a few dewdrops, trembled gently. Her eyes, like those of the bright moon, and her high-bridged nose added a touch of heroism. Her body, shrouded by the surrounding spiritual mist, appeared divine and ethereal – truly a peerless beauty!

The lady stepped forward gracefully, slowly walking towards Li Qingming, and with a salutation, she said, "Disciple greets Master and Lady Wangshu!"

Li Qingming smiled and nodded, saying, "Since you have transformed using the body of the World-purifying White Lotus, as your teacher, how about I name you Yulian?"

The Yulian Fairy’s bright eyes flashed with joy, and she said, "Yulian thanks Master for the bestowed name!"

Li Qingming was overjoyed, laughing heartily, "Hahaha, I am Qingmingzi, the Master of the Vitality Hall. Today I am delighted to have gained a worthy disciple! I shall hold a sermon by the White Lotus Pond, all those with destiny may come to listen!"

Thus, Penglai Island was thrown into chaos, countless spiritual beasts and spiritual birds, ginseng babies and Ganoderma immortals began a grand and massive rush.

"Roar!"

Just at this moment, a heaven-shaking dragon roar suddenly erupted above the East Sea. Then, the waters of the Four Seas began to tumultuously roll, countless small islands shattered, various fishes and other creatures of the Four Seas scattered in escape, and numerous cries of alarm resounded throughout the Four Seas.

After a long time, the turbulence finally ceased. Then, two beams of light, brighter than even the Sun Star, burst forth from the depths of the East Sea. They pierced through the void and illuminated All Heavens and Myriads of Worlds.

"Hm? Has it emerged?" Looking at the two astonishing beams of light, Li Qingming frowned slightly.

After a moment, the true nature of those two divine lights finally became visible to the eyes of all living beings of the Primordial Land, and Li Qingming confirmed his judgment.

Li Qingming muttered to himself, "As expected, it’s you, Candle Dragon!"

What appeared before him were not mere lights, but the two eyes of a massive beast. This monstrous beast, tens of thousands of miles long, had a fierce dragon head with a spiral horn pointing straight at the Cangqiong. Its sharp nine claws, its body jet black with a faint glimmer of crimson, and its muscular dragon body exuded a domineering and ferocious aura of Sub-Saint Peak. To Li Qingming, it seemed this creature was already halfway into the ranks of a Saint.

The entire Primordial Land was awakened by this dragon roar that resounded through the Nine Heavens! (To be continued. If you like this story, feel free to visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for it using your recommendation tickets or monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to continue reading.)