Lingwu Forms a Nascent Soul, Nine Nether Faces Tribulation

In the small pavilion in the front yard of the Nursing Home.

Old Man Bai circled around Zheng Fa, looking like he was on fire.

Professor Tian glared at him, whether she found him annoying or was also anxious.

Zheng Fa closed his eyes, seemingly calm, but his fingers unconsciously tapped the railing.

No one spoke.

Tang Mudao stood guard at the entrance of the Nursing Home to prevent anyone from recklessly barging in.

"Isn't Lingwu being a little too hasty?"

Upon hearing the Old Man Bai's telepathic message, Zheng Fa opened his eyes.

The old man's anxious face appeared before him.

"Fortunately, her cultivation level is sufficient."

"But, but we always need to do more preparation. Who suddenly wants to Nascent Soul Formation?"

Zheng Fa remained silent for a moment, then offered further words of comfort:

"With me looking after things, even if problems arise, it won't be a big deal."

Tang Lingwu's sudden proposal to Nascent Soul Formation was also unexpected by Zheng Fa.

It's not that Tang Lingwu lacks strength, but rather that most cultivators need to hone their skills for several years before Nascent Soul Formation, refining their physical body and spiritual power, and becoming familiar with their Cultivation Method.

He will only begin his seclusion when there is no further progress to be made.

Just like the College Entrance Exam, most people need to review several times before they can enter the examination room.

From this perspective, Tang Lingwu seemed a little too eager.

That's why the Old Man Bai was so flustered.

Zheng Fa's Divine Sense was also constantly watching the changes in the backyard—where Tang Lingwu was in seclusion.

But he wasn't as worried as the Old Man Bai.

With the Great Sun True Fire, as long as Tang Lingwu's life is not in danger, everything is fine.

Striving for perfection is good, and sometimes even cultivating immortality requires courage.

Therefore, he did not stop Tang Lingwu from Nascent Soul Formation.

The clouds over Rainbow Mountain grew thicker and thicker, and bolts of lightning peeked out from the gaps in the dark clouds, thick and menacing.

Professor Tian said sternly, "Don't move, it's starting!"

Old Man Bai turned his neck toward the backyard, but his whole body seemed frozen, facing Zheng Fa directly, not daring to move an inch, for fear of disturbing the Nascent Soul Tribulation.

Lightning bolts, like long spears, shot incessantly into the backyard.

The roar shook the mountains and rivers.

Rainbow Mountain is now teeming with Spiritual Qi, and birds and beasts are rampant there.

Squirrels and other small animals often roam in groups, brazenly climbing over the eaves of the Nursing Home.

Startled by the thunder, they lost their usual carefree attitude and scattered in all directions.

In the scenic lake outside the pavilion, dozens of spirit fish seemed to be terrified, floating belly up on the surface.

This demonstrates the ferocity of the Lightning Tribulation.

"Is Lingwu really alright after that lightning strike?"

Old Man Bai started to panic again.

He was, after all, only a Golden Core; how could his mind not waver in the face of such a Nascent Soul Tribulation?

"It's alright, her tribulation went relatively smoothly."

Sensing the increasingly vigorous spiritual energy fluctuations in the backyard, Zheng Fa offered words of comfort.

Speaking of which, Tang Lingwu was undoubtedly the cultivator most favored by Zheng Fa:

She has had no shortage of Cultivation Method, Spiritual Qi, or even spiritual materials in recent years.

Moreover, there was also Zheng Fa's private tutoring.

Zheng Fa naturally cared about the Old Man Bai, but the old man's aptitude was still lacking, and his cultivation progress was always lagging behind.

Over the years, disciples from the Nine Mountains Realm have been lining Nascent Soul Formation Nascent Soul Formation, and Zheng Fa is quite familiar with the process.

Where problems are likely to occur.

We need to be extra careful where we are.

When to be slow, and when to be fast.

The Nine Mountains Realm is almost running a standardized process.

Before Tang Lingwu went into seclusion this time, he repeatedly gave her instructions.

It seems everything is going well now.

Hearing Zheng Fa's words of comfort, Old Man Bai breathed a long sigh of relief, his whole body softened, and he sat down on the stone bench beside him, his gaze still fixed on the backyard.

Fortunately, Zheng Fa's judgment was very accurate. Tang Lingwu's Lightning Tribulation was extremely smooth, without any danger or surprise.

Seeing the dark clouds disperse, the Old Man Bai chuckled again, "Concern leads to confusion, concern leads to confusion."

But Zheng Fa's expression became much more serious. He looked at the sky, his face devoid of any smile, "For Lingwu, the Heart Demon Tribulation is even more difficult."

The Old Man Bai's upturned lips froze.

"She was influenced by her mother from a young age, which left her with a lot of resentment. Later, she met us; her life was simple, and she didn't have much life experience."

Zheng Fa sighed, "That's why I advised her before to make more preparations..."

He wasn't worried about Tang Lingwu's Lightning Tribulation, but the tribulation of Heart Demon Tribulation was indeed different for each person.

He managed to tame his Heart Demon like dogs, mainly because he had the Yin-Yang Fish Jade Pendant as a backup.

Tang Lingwu, however, did not possess such a treasure. Furthermore, she was too introverted, prone to overthinking, and had a soft personality, and her experiences were not particularly rich.

He was always worried about Lingwu's Heart Demon Tribulation.

The Old Man Bai was stunned. "Then..."

Professor Tian suddenly spoke up, "Lingwu is more determined than you think."

"Um?"

Zheng Fa turned his head and looked at Professor Tian, who said, "Much more determined."

This was puzzling, but before Zheng Fa could ask further, a burst of rosy light suddenly rose from the backyard, and a three-headed Lingwu rode a rainbow and soared into the Yunxiao.

"Only a few seconds? The Heart Demon Tribulation is over so quickly?"

The Old Man Bai asked in a murmur.

Zheng Fa was also bewildered, and then looked at Professor Tian.

The expression on her face suggested that she had expected this.

Tang Lingwu, who had just Nascent Soul Formation, did not celebrate at all, nor did she even rest. Instead, she immediately began to manage the Hacker Competition.

She almost took over Zheng Fa's job:

I contacted Group Leader Yang, held meetings with scholars from various fields, and even organized a review process to score and award prizes to the participants.

Everything was done in an orderly manner, without a single mistake, perfectly in line with Zheng Fa's wishes.

If Zheng Fa didn't know Tang Lingwu, he would have thought she was plotting to usurp the throne.

"I've always felt that Lingwu a bit strange."

Tang Lingwu left early in the morning to work at Nine Mountains Grain Company.

Watching her hurried departure, Old Man Bai walked to Zheng Fa's side, his brows furrowed.

Professor Tian came out of the room and glanced at the two of them.

"Something seems off."

"Too eager," the Old Man Bai scratched his head. "And he looks somewhat familiar."

"Look familiar?"

"It looks familiar."

Old Man Bai finished speaking, he suddenly looked at Zheng Fa, his face showing a look of sudden realization.

Like you!

Like me?

"Just like you! The way she talks to Xiao Yang these past few days is exactly like you."

Upon hearing this, Zheng Fa also remembered.

That's really true!

But why?

Professor Tian slowly walked to Zheng Dharma Body, and seeing that he seemed confused, she couldn't help but sigh, "Didn't you two understand?"

"Understand what?"

She just wanted you to see it, to put your mind at ease.

Zheng Fa was stunned.

Professor Tian looked at him as if he were looking at a monkey that hadn't fully evolved.

"She can't help you with anything else, so she can only become your right-hand woman, ensuring that the Federation not only isn't a burden but also develops entirely according to your will."

Tang Lingwu suddenly wanted to Nascent Soul Formation.

He even imitated his usual methods in handling Federation affairs.

Just for this?

When Zheng Fa was once again in the Tianhe Sect, Professor Tian's last words still echoed in his mind:

"If this is Lingwu's Dao heart, then her Dao heart is more steadfast than anyone else's."

He slowly came to his senses, his gaze falling on the Nine Nether Devil Ancestor again. Suddenly, he thought to himself, if we were to talk about fellow Daoists to whom one could entrust one's life, the Venerable Tianhe would have the Nine Nether Devil Ancestor.

I probably have even more:

Tang Lingwu, Senior Sister Zhang, Old Man Bai, even Old Yuan, Xie Qingxue, Xiao Yuying...

Thinking of this, even though he was in the Underworld, surrounded by the battle of the Golden Immortal, and in imminent danger, he still felt like laughing.

But laughing at this moment would be somewhat impolite to the Nine Nether Devil Ancestor.

Various lights flashed on the Devil Ancestor's body, and his expression changed accordingly.

When his face turned black, his expression became ferocious, almost venomous.

If it were Bai Guang, his face would reveal a domineering air, as if he possessed the heroic spirit to conquer the world.

If it transformed into golden Buddha light, his expression would be one of unprecedented peace and liberation, even revealing piety.

He was calm more and more often, and the piety on his face became more and more genuine each time.

Clearly, Lu Mo's influence on the Book of Life and Death is becoming increasingly profound.

Half of Yin Mountain is now covered with treasures.

Zhitong has already sintered a relic that shines brightly, illuminating the Underworld.

Lu Mo's Buddha Dharma Aspect, bathed in the golden light of the relics, became increasingly solid and majestic, its aura rising steadily.

With the help of Zhitong igniting his own power and the continuous flow of the Western Continent faith, Lu Mo naturally gained the upper hand.

The Immortal-Slayer Formation Diagram drifted behind the Nine Nether Devil Ancestor, seemingly lost in thought.

Looking around, one sees layers upon layers of space, with the illusory shadows of mountains and rivers intertwined.

Since entering the Underworld, Zheng Fa had never seen the outside world, but now he could vaguely glimpse a way out.

This is undoubtedly a sign that the Nine Nether Devil Ancestor has lost control of the Immortal-Slayer Formation Diagram.

After all, he had lost out in the struggle for the Book of Life and Death, so he naturally no longer had the energy to control the array diagram.

Within the Nine Mountains Realm, in the Purple Tenuity Enclosure.

Standing Heavenly Emperor Body were Senior Sister Zhang, Uncle-Master Pang, Xie Qingxue, and others.

There are also the most elite disciples of the Talisman Arts and Array Dao Academy.

Gu Chang and Mu Qingyan were among them.

"Try the first method first."

Zheng Fa brought back more than two hundred possible solutions. Senior Sister Zhang deduced them one by one, discarding a quarter of them and keeping only the solutions with a success rate of more than 50%.

Senior Sister Zhang had the Primordial Eight Trigrams ready at hand, watching the light screen, prepared to perform calculations at any time:

Breaking the Immortal-Slayer Sword Formation is a dynamic process.

Every step Zheng Fa takes will likely trigger a reaction from the Nine Nether Devil Ancestor and the array diagram:

Senior Sister Zhang and her team's task was to work together, based on the changes in the array diagram in the live stream, to find the most feasible next step.

If it weren't for this support group, Zheng Fa's confidence would have been greatly diminished.

To think that he alone could break the Immortal-Slayer Formation Diagram is such a supreme treasure... is to underestimate Venerable Tianhe and the Nine Nether Devil Ancestor.

But it's different with Senior Sister Zhang and her group.

They possess both modern achievements in major competitions—which can be considered the essence of an entire world.

He himself is among the most outstanding "programmers" in the Xuanwei Realm.

Leaving aside the Nine Mountains Array Dao, the Nine Mountains Talisman Dao is definitely superior to the Xuanwei Dao.

If even these people, along with the Immortal-Trapping Sword, cannot break the Immortal-Slayer Formation Diagram.

Zheng Fa... then accepted it.

While Lu Mo and the Nine Nether Devil Ancestor were locked in fierce combat, Zheng Fa hid in the white mist, his face blurred and his figure dim, making it Qingxu.

The Immortal-Trapping Sword appeared silently in his palm.

Zheng Fa sat cross-legged, placed the Immortal-Trapping Sword on his knees, and repeatedly cast Method Formula with both hands, attempting to communicate with the Immortal-Slayer Formation Diagram.

Of course, others couldn't see Zheng Fa.

This action probably couldn't escape the notice of the Nine Nether Devil Ancestor.

But the Nine Nether Devil Ancestor had no time to pay attention.

He didn't even open his eyes, remaining focused on resisting Lu Mo's refining.

Seeing that no one was watching him, Zheng Fa became bolder and tried his best to break the formation.

"Ineffective, the array is not responding."

"Next one."

"It still doesn't work..."

"There seems to be some movement here!"

"Write this down and try this Method Formula."

Inside the Purple Tenuity Enclosure Heavenly Palace Hall, the Heavenly Emperor Body and Senior Sister Zhang were exchanging information rapidly.

The disciples in the hall also understood that this matter concerned the life and death of the Nine Mountains Realm.

But the more this was the case, the less they dared to speak up, because if they were wrong, they couldn't bear the responsibility.

"Master, I was thinking, could I try...?"

Senior Sister Zhang shook her head upon hearing this. "I've already calculated it, and it's not very effective, but your idea is good."

The Heavenly Emperor Body glanced at Gu Chang, who was speaking, and a hint of approval appeared in his eyes.

Gu Chang deliberately spoke first.

As Zheng Fa's senior disciple, he was already used to discussing things with Zheng Fa and the others, so he was not so reserved.

On the other hand, Gu Chang deliberately "made mistakes".

When Senior Sister Zhang was deducing that solution, Gu Chang was also present.

How could I not know it's impossible?

Speaking up now was merely setting an example for the other disciples.

Most importantly, this wasn't something he or Senior Sister Zhang taught him.

This disciple, no longer timid as before, is increasingly behaving like a disciple of the Sect Leader.

Sure enough, seeing that Gu Chang spoke first and that True Person Zhang hadn't criticized him for his mistake, many of the other disciples in the hall eagerly joined in.

For a moment, it seemed as if everyone was expressing their own opinions.

Zheng Fa secretly broke the formation, and the Nine Nether Devil Ancestor should have known about it:

Not to mention that he is the "Artifact Spirit" of the Book of Life and Death, and knows everything about the Underworld.

Even if Zheng Fa is currently hiding under the guise of the Nine Nether Talisman Edict, how could he possibly be fooled?

At first, however, he didn't seem to care about his actions, after all, Lu Mo was the real deadly threat.

Although he had some strength, in his mind, this strength probably wouldn't be enough to cause any trouble.

The Nine Nether Devil Ancestor seemed too lazy to even look, focusing solely on resisting the invasion of the Buddha's light.

After a while, Zheng Fa suddenly saw that the Nine Nether Devil Ancestor opened his eyes and looked at him, causing him to stop moving.

The Nine Nether Devil Ancestor's eyes were filled with anger and disdain.

The anger stemmed from the fact that he felt he was just like Lu Mo, wanting to seize his treasure and even taking advantage of his vulnerability.

Disdain... probably meant laughing at his overestimation of his abilities, that with such meager strength he dared to covet the Immortal-Slayer Formation Diagram.

The Nine Nether Devil Ancestor stared at Zheng Fa with a cold expression, but made no move.

Zheng Fa breathed a sigh of relief.

The Nine Nether Devil Ancestor probably really doesn't have the strength to deal with me.

He simply rolled up his sleeves and got to work openly and honestly.

The Nine Nether Devil Ancestor watched coldly, his anger growing stronger, almost to the point of gritting his teeth.

Zheng Fa thought to himself, if before, the Devil Ancestor's gaze towards him still held some affection for the holder of the Jade Pendant.

Now, the other side probably wants to bury him along with the original Founder the Four Tianhe Branches...

They're all traitors!

He could even sense a hint of mockery in the expression of the Nine Nether Devil Ancestor, as if he were looking at a clown.

Following the guidance of Senior Sister Zhang, Zheng Fa tried various approaches to break the formation.

Two hours passed quietly, and the expression of the Nine Nether Devil Ancestor suddenly stiffened.

Behind Yin Mountain, the Immortal-Slayer Formation Diagram trembled slightly without making a sound.

Zheng Fa felt that his Immortal-Trapping Sword had become one with the Immortal-Slayer Formation Diagram, and he seemed to be able to activate some of the formation's functions.

It's done!

He looked up and saw that the Nine Nether Devil Ancestor looked panicked, his lips were trembling, and his eyes clearly wrote two lines of poetry:

The village brats bully my old age and weakness; how can I tolerate thieves right in front of me!