Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension Chapter 1365: 735: March Crossing Tribulation (Part 2)

Chapter 1365: Chapter 735: March Crossing Tribulation (Part 2)

However, when his eyes met hers, he encountered a gaze that was ancient and profound, filled with a calm that seemed unfathomable.

In that heartbeat, Zhao Sheng’s previous assumptions vanished; the "Zhao San Yue" he knew before could never possess such eyes. Only one who had endured the passage of countless eons and witnessed the shifting tides of the world could harbor a gaze that had seen through the vanity of existence.

“Many years have passed; is Ancestor well?” Zhao San Yue asked as she slowly lifted her palm in a respectful salute. Her entire aura had shifted dramatically, her movements carrying an inexplicable grace and a presence as tranquil as still water, bordering on the transcendent.

Zhao Sheng scrutinized her, a specific realization taking root in his mind.

“You are mistaken! From the moment you vanished until your return, only a hundred breaths of time have elapsed.”

His declaration shattered the "calm" in Zhao San Yue’s eyes. A flicker of shock crossed her features, though she regained her composure almost immediately.

Acting as if she were waking from a long slumber, Zhao San Yue couldn't help but lament: “So that is how it is. A hundred breaths of time felt like a dream; seven thousand years of Cultivation ultimately seem like water flowing east. In the end, everything is nothing but an illusion! Alas, how fortunate!”

With that single sentence, Zhao Sheng understood perfectly that Zhao San Yue had spent over seven millennia within the Thought Realm.

Yet, a question emerged… her "experience" was entirely different from what he had known in his previous life.

“Could it be she never encountered the Golden Crane Great Saint? Then… did she bear witness to that world-shaking battle of the past?” Zhao Sheng’s mind raced, analyzing various possibilities in an instant.

Just as he prepared to probe further, Zhao San Yue’s expression shifted slightly. She abruptly sat cross-legged, her aura fluctuating violently as she began to emit a massive, overwhelming pressure.

Suddenly, the spiritual energy within the tower surged toward her, forming a concentrated spiritual energy vortex in an instant.

At this moment, Zhao San Yue appeared to transform into a spiritual energy “black hole.” No matter how much of nature’s spiritual energy poured into her, it vanished without a trace immediately.

Realizing the danger, Zhao Sheng swept his long sleeves. Dozens of Top-grade Spirit Stones emerged from thin air and began to explode in rapid succession.

A massive quantity of nature’s spiritual energy flooded the tower's interior, only to be "swallowed" by Zhao San Yue in a single breath.

Seeing that these Spirit Stones were insufficient, Zhao Sheng crushed another hundred Top-grade Spirit Stones, releasing even more essence into the air.

As batch after batch of Spirit Stones were shattered, Zhao San Yue’s Cultivation soared like a rising rocket, climbing higher and higher.

Nascent Soul Seventh Layer Late Stage… Peak!

Nascent Soul Eighth Layer Breakthrough… Mid Stage… Late Stage… Peak!

Ninth Layer Breakthrough… Mid Stage… Late Stage… Great Perfection!

Even upon reaching the Great Perfection Realm, Zhao San Yue showed no signs of slowing down; her aura continued its relentless ascent…

Rumble!

Three breaths later, a sudden clap of dry thunder echoed outside the tower. Inside, Zhao San Yue’s aura underwent a drastic transformation. A towering tree with golden branches and jade leaves, shimmering with flowing light, manifested behind her. The tree was laden with Spirit Fruits that were pale white and shaped like infants.

Upon closer inspection, there were exactly eighty-one of them!

“Oh!” Zhao Sheng’s eyes sparkled with amazement. He found the Spirit Fruits on the tree strangely familiar, as they bore a resemblance to the legendary Ginsengfruit.

However, he quickly dismissed such an absurd notion.

Looking upward, he thought secretly: “Divinity Transformation Heavenly Tribulation? This girl has truly obtained a magnificent fortune! But… did you ever… see the Golden Crane Great Saint?”

While he was lost in thought, Zhao San Yue suddenly snapped her eyes open. Divine light erupted from them, sharp as awls and flashing like electricity.

“Ancestor, please open this tower! The time for March’s tribulation has arrived; let me face the trial!” Zhao San Yue stood up straight and cupped her hands, her voice ringing out loudly.

“You are empty-handed; how do you intend to cross the tribulation?” Zhao Sheng’s eyes flickered as he spoke: “Take this for your protection!”

Before his voice faded, a streak of blood-red light shot from his sleeve. it landed in Zhao San Yue’s grasp, transforming into a transparent, blood-colored small banner barely an inch long.

This was the Red God Banner, now completely cleansed of its former appearance!

Zhao San Yue did not stand on ceremony. Holding the banner in both hands, she bowed deeply: “Thank you, Ancestor, for the treasure! March will not fail Ancestor’s great expectations!”

“Go!”

Zhao Sheng nodded slightly and waved his sleeve, instantly teleporting Zhao San Yue outside the tower.

The Heavenly Curtain of Tribulation Clouds hung low, and the destructive aura pulsating within grew more terrifying and immense by the second… within the swirling clouds, one could see Thunder Dragons thousands of feet long thrashing about, their roars growing deafening.

Suddenly, a crimson light erupted from the Nine Nether Tower, turning into a massive rainbow beam that charged toward the firmament.

In a flash, the rainbow light pierced the dark tribulation clouds. The sky above seemed to split open, and a vast expanse of misty blood light poured forth, making it look as though the heavens themselves were bleeding.

“Who is this person? How can they be so audacious!” Zhao Zhongping’s face paled, and he couldn't help but cry out.

“That person looks like a woman? Could it be…” Zhao Xiandu’s eyes were filled with uncertainty as he suddenly thought of the missing Zhao San Yue.

“San Yue! It has to be San Yue! There is no other candidate in the clan who fits!”

“That’s impossible. Before entering the tower, Zhao San Yue was only at the Nascent Soul Seventh Layer. She couldn't possibly reach Nascent Soul Perfection in just three months!”

“Why would it be impossible? What if the Ancestor personally intervened?” someone sneered, their voice dripping with envy and jealousy.

“What merits does San Yue possess… How could the Ancestor… How could…” another began to shout agitatedly, but their voice trailed off as a realization struck them.

Zhao Yanzhuo let out a heavy sigh: “Alas, it appears the true victor of this trial is that child, San Yue. Since our own skills were inferior, we have no right to complain.”

At that moment, the Nine Nether Tower ascended into the air. Upon reaching the space above the square, it emitted a brilliant white light, instantly forming a massive barrier that shielded the entire area.

The Nine Nether Tower had shed its black hue at some point, its exterior now a shimmering gray-white.

“Silence!” A cold, indifferent voice echoed from the heavens; it was Zhao Sheng.

Hearing this, the cultivators below bowed deeply before sitting cross-legged in silence, waiting for the outcome.

Three hours passed in the blink of an eye!

The floating Nine Nether Tower suddenly retracted its light and shrank drastically, eventually becoming a small tower about a foot tall that settled into Zhao Sheng’s right hand.

Clutching the miniature tower, Zhao Sheng slowly descended to the earth.

Upon seeing him, the Zhao Family cultivators hurriedly stood up and offered their respectful salutations.

By now, the tribulation clouds in the sky had vanished, leaving behind clear blue skies for thousands of miles.

Zhao Xiandu glanced around anxiously, finally unable to contain his curiosity. He asked, “May I ask the Ancestor, was it indeed Zhao San Yue who just crossed the tribulation? Did she… did she succeed?”

“Zhongping, seal this news tightly; do not allow any outsiders to learn of today's events. In a few years, our clan will possess another Divinity Transformation True Monarch!”

Upon hearing the Ancestor’s confirmation, a wave of shock rippled through the crowd, causing an immediate uproar.

No one could have imagined that in a mere three months, Zhao San Yue would leap from the Nascent Soul Seventh Layer directly to the Divinity Transformation realm.

This miraculous feat had actually taken place today!

For a long moment, the gathered cultivators could hardly believe what they were hearing!

“Zhongping will strictly follow the Ancestor’s command!” Zhao Zhongping suppressed his urge to laugh and stepped forward quickly to salute.

“You are all dismissed! There will be rewards in the future!” Zhao Sheng’s gaze swept over the others as he gave his calm instructions.

“Yes, this junior takes his leave!”