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Ye Chuanze sat upright on the Twelfth-Rank Black Lotus, traveling towards Kunlun Mountain alongside the Three Pure Ones.
From a distance, the mountains rolled and undulated, resembling a sleeping dragon. White mist swirled around, revealing a towering peak that pierced the clouds; this must be the sacred land of the immortals, Kunlun Mountain. Within Kunlun Mountain, tall and ancient trees twisted their roots together, their lush branches blocking out the sun. Only occasionally did a beam of light filter through the gaps in the leaves, casting a glow in the forest.
The verdant and majestic Kunlun Mountain was awe-inspiring from afar, and stepping inside one could feel the rich spiritual energy it contained. The blessings of the immortals were indeed well-deserved. Legend has it that Kunlun Mountain is a sacred place for immortals, filled with treasures and spiritual beasts everywhere. The Three Pure Ones chose such a blessed location for their Cave, which showed their discernment; however, this Kunlun Mountain was not solely owned by the Three Pure Ones.
In Western Kunlun, there lived a Fairy whose name was unknown; she was simply referred to as the Queen Mother of the West. The Queen Mother of the West was exceptionally low-key and rarely ventured into the Primordial realm. Ye Chuanze had never seen her appearance but had heard rumors that she seemed to be a very serious woman. The Three Pure Ones coexisted peacefully with her, suggesting she was not difficult to get along with.
The Three Pure Ones descended from the sky and walked through the forest. Ye Chuanze, lacking a physical form, could not walk like them and thus lowered his altitude, leisurely floating forward through the woods. Sky-Connecting glanced at him and finally understood why Ye Chuanze preferred to transform into a palm-sized Lotus Platform to rest on Fuxi's shoulder; it was due to this reason.
Surprisingly, Sky-Connecting did not make any sarcastic remarks about him. In fact, Ye Chuanze had wronged him. Although Sky-Connecting acted casually, he was not ignorant of social matters. His sharp tongue was merely directed at those he disliked; he did not truly lack understanding of human emotions or speak hurtfully. Now that the Three Pure Ones had a good impression of Ye Chuanze, especially after he had voluntarily offered treasures earlier, they felt even more favorable towards him. Naturally, Sky-Connecting would not mention Ye Chuanze's difficulties to spare his feelings.
Moreover, Ye Chuanze was an invited guest by Primordial; even if things were less than ideal, Sky-Connecting would not spoil the guest's mood. Being invited by Primordial to visit Kunlun Mountain was already a significant honor for Ye Chuanze.
In fact, Ye Chuanze thought similarly; he felt delighted at this moment and contemplated how to boast about it to Fuxi and Nüwa upon returning. Being invited by that icy man from Primordial to visit his home was indeed an extraordinary honor!
Before coming to Kunlun Mountain, Ye Chuanze had imagined countless times what the Cave of the Three Pure Ones would be like: a grand palace? A delicate pavilion? Or perhaps magnificent buildings adorned with gold?
Now that he saw several simple thatched huts before him, he fell silent. Oh! Damn! This Cave is even more shabby than Fuxi and Nüwa's Bamboo House! Seriously, could they have some sense of aesthetics? They should learn from Hongjun! The Purple Cloud Palace is so grand! A future Sage living in a thatched hut… how embarrassing.
Ye Chuanze stiffly turned his head to look at Sky-Connecting and asked, "Do you three fit in this house?"
Sky-Connecting casually replied, "There are three rooms; my elder brother, second brother, and I each have one room. It's quite spacious."
"Heh heh..." That's your standard! Ye Chuanze thought that perhaps these immortals from Primordial really needed to improve their living standards.
He casually walked into one of the thatched huts where the Three Pure Ones sat atop the Lotus Platform with their eyes closed and minds settled. Their three flowers gathered at the crown of their heads while five energies converged in their chests. Ye Chuanze also sat on the Black Lotus with closed eyes discussing Dao. Golden Lotuses surged from beneath while Auspicious Signs descended from above; thousands of Golden Lotuses gathered around Ye Chuanze and the Three Pure Ones. The originally simple thatched hut suddenly radiated golden light and brilliant colors. At this moment, that humble hut appeared more splendid than palaces made of gold and more beautiful than exquisite pavilions; this was the charm of immortals that mortals could never reach.
The Three Pure Ones were transformed from Pangu's Primordial Spirit; naturally, their Dao Law was extraordinary. Ye Chuanze benefited greatly from it as his Dao Law advanced further. As the saying goes, "In a group of three people, there must be one who can teach me." The Three Pure Ones also gained insights from Ye Chuanze's Dao Law that they had previously overlooked. In short, everyone gained something from this discussion on Dao.
A hundred years have quietly passed, and everyone slowly opened their eyes. The Golden Lotus dissipated, and the Auspicious Signs vanished. As they opened their eyes, they returned to their senses from the profound mysteries of Dao Law.
Ye Chuanze spoke, "Thank you all, fellow Daoists. I have greatly benefited from this."
Primordial replied, "No need to be polite, fellow Daoist. We have learned a lot from you as well."
Hearing this, Ye Chuanze smiled lightly.
He glanced at the already dim sky and said to the Three Pure Ones, "I have troubled you for quite some time. I will not impose any longer; Ye Chuanze takes his leave now."
The Three Pure Ones bid farewell to Ye Chuanze. Suddenly, Sky-Connecting said, " Ye Chuanze is quite a good person."
Primordial looked at him and said, "In the future, keep your distance from him."
"Why do you say that?" Sky-Connecting asked with interest. "I thought you had a good impression of him."
Primordial frowned upon hearing this and coldly replied, " Ye Chuanze carries a heavy aura of slaughter; he must be avoided by the Heavenly Dao. It is unwise for us to get too close to him. This time I invited him to Kunlun Mountain for discussion merely to repay the Karma he incurred when he helped Baoyi."
Sky-Connecting nodded in agreement and said, "If he successfully transforms this time, then he owes us a Karma. Do you think he will succeed in his transformation?"
Primordial did not answer. Sky-Connecting persistently pressed for an answer. Finally, Primordial coldly uttered two words, "I don't know."
*******
When Ye Chuanze returned to Buzhou Mountain, Fuxi and Nuwa had already emerged from their seclusion.
Fuxi glanced at him with a calm expression and asked, "When do you plan to undergo your tribulation?"
Ye Chuanze replied, "There's no time like the present; it will be tomorrow!"
Fuxi did not say more but took out a Bagua Array Disk and handed it to him, saying, "This Bagua Array Disk is an Innate Spiritual Treasure I obtained by chance. Although it is not an exceptional Spiritual Treasure, its defense is quite solid. Take it with you during your tribulation!"
Nuwa also took out a red handkerchief and handed it to him, saying, "This Cloud Pattern Embroidered Handkerchief can withstand a thunder tribulation for a while. Take it with you!"
Ye Chuanze did not refuse their kind gesture and accepted it with a smile, reassuring them, "Do not worry, I will be fine."
The day of the tribulation soon arrived. Ye Chuanze chose the same place for the tribulation as last time. The lake within the Valley was not the most suitable location for undergoing tribulation, as water conducts electricity, making the thunder tribulation even more powerful when it encounters water. However, Ye Chuanze did not want to be overly cautious in selecting a location, fearing it would disturb his mind. He felt more at ease undergoing the tribulation in a familiar place. The greatest fear during a tribulation is losing one's composure. This time, he did not prepare extensively, worried that overthinking would lead to agitation.
The thunder tribulation quickly approached; dark clouds obscured the sun, and the sky turned dim. The entire Primeval Continent fell into darkness. The heavy clouds were as oppressive as Ye Chuanze's current mood; it would be a lie to say he was not nervous, as his palms were damp with sweat. At such a critical moment that determined life and death, who could remain calm? His breathing quickened, and his heart raced like a drum. He took a deep breath to suppress his anxiety and steady his heartbeat, preparing to face the thunder tribulation.
On Buzhou Mountain, Fuxi and Nuwa gazed towards the Valley, both wearing solemn expressions.
On Kunlun Mountain, the Three Pure Ones also focused on the direction of Buzhou Mountain. Unlike their previous indifference, this time they were somewhat concerned about Ye Chuanze's success in overcoming the tribulation, after all, they had become somewhat familiar with him.
Meanwhile, outside the Thirty-Three Heavens in the Purple Cloud Palace, the Purple-Clad Daoist Hongjun observed the Black Lotus undergoing tribulation in Buzhou Mountain's Valley through the Wang Tian Mirror. After a moment of contemplation, he shook his head and sighed lightly, "Foolish child! Still too impatient."
The first thunder tribulation struck; silver lightning resembled a giant snake with bared fangs, opening its gaping maw toward the massive Black Lotus in the Lower Realm. Just as it was about to reach the Black Lotus, it was blocked by a burst of red light, causing the giant snake to vanish instantly.
The second thunder tribulation was even more powerful; it resembled a purple dragon carrying an unstoppable force that charged toward the Black Lotus. The Cloud Pattern Embroidered Handkerchief tore apart while the Bagua Array Disk emitted bright light that dissipated the purple dragon.
The third thunder tribulation fell like a flaming boulder from thousands of miles above, seemingly intent on incinerating and destroying the Black Lotus with fierce fire. The Bagua Array Disk was damaged while the Black Lotus radiated a purple-black glow that repelled the thunder tribulation.
The fourth thunder tribulation was neutralized by the purple-black protective barrier.
The fifth thunder tribulation dissipated outside the Lotus Platform.
The sixth thunder tribulation caused a slight tremor in the Black Lotus.
During the Seventh Thunder Tribulation, Ye Chuanze's Primordial Spirit state felt a pain in his chest, destabilizing his form and spirit.
The eighth thunder tribulation broke through the purple-black protective barrier.
The ninth thunder tribulation struck directly at the Lotus Platform; Ye Chuanze felt dizzy and his form and spirit began to falter.
After the thunder tribulation, the world was illuminated, yet all that could be seen in the scorched Valley was a pitch-black, withered Twelve-Tiered Lotus buried beneath the ruins.
It seems I have failed again... Ye Chuanze said with a bitter smile. After the thunder tribulation, he felt his mind relax and fell into a deep unconsciousness. Just before slipping into darkness, he thought to himself that it was truly fortunate to have survived another heavenly tribulation.
In the distance, Fuxi and Nuwa gazed towards the Valley, their hearts slowly sinking. Nuwa wanted to head towards the Valley, but was stopped by Fuxi. "At this time, our presence would not be of much help to him."
Nuwa understood Fuxi's implication and asked, "Are you sure that person will come?"
"How would we know if we don't try?" Fuxi replied.
After a long while, a pair of feet stepped onto the now scorched path of the Valley, and a figure in a Purple Robe slowly glided past. Upon reaching the Black Lotus, the elegant and noble Hongjun Daoist slightly bent down, his long, jade-like white hand gently caressing the petals of the Lotus Platform. In a cold tone, he said, "I told you long ago that it would have been better to stay at the Purple Cloud Palace. A mere thunder tribulation is nothing to me; who told you not to listen? You should learn a lesson."
After speaking, a low chuckle followed. "Now you must obediently return with me to the Purple Cloud Palace."
Hongjun lightly tapped the Black Lotus, and it instantly shrank from its original massive size to that of a palm. He picked up the small Black Lotus, gently brushed off the dust and ash from it, cradled it in his hands, and took it back to the Purple Cloud Palace.
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