Before the Wind Tribulation, Li Yan had dealt with the tribulations with relative ease, so the healing of his minor injuries hadn't caught Mo Qing's attention. But as Li Yan faced the Wind Tribulation, his injuries mounted, and the continuously flashing specks of silver light drew Mo Qing's notice.
He locked his Divine Sense onto Li Yan's wounds. Shortly after, he was surprised to find that Li Yan's wounds were rapidly healing on their own, without the use of any medicinal pills. What amazed him even more was that besides using magical treasures to counter the Wind Tribulation, Li Yan had also withstood its attacks with his physical body.
Those winds carried a trace of Astral Wind. Although it was extremely rare, it was still there. When Mo Qing himself had gone through this stage, he had used four magical treasures in succession and had only barely managed to pass. Even so, the Wind Tribulation had left seven deep gashes on his body, reaching his internal organs. To this day, the memory of those seven wounds made Mo Qing feel lucky to be alive. Although he wasn't a Body Cultivator, he believed his physical body could withstand direct attacks from many magical treasures. But under the Wind Tribulation, it had been as fragile as a melon, splitting open with a deep wound at the slightest touch. His spiritual energy shield had been completely useless.
Moreover, the characteristics of that trace of Astral Wind made the wounds extremely difficult to heal in a short time, and it was also hard to stop the bleeding. In normal times, this wouldn't be a major issue; the wounds would eventually heal with more time. But during a Heavenly Tribulation, the situation was vastly different. The continuous loss of blood meant a drain on stamina, which would greatly affect the subsequent tribulations.
Yet, Mo Qing clearly saw that not only did Li Yan withstand the Wind Tribulation with his physical body, but he also didn't seem too concerned about the smaller wind blades. Those were the very blades he hadn't dared to touch back then. When the small wind blades came into contact with Li Yan's skin, they produced the sound of metal being cut.
In response to Mo Qing's question, Wei Zhongran seemed to be contemplating deeply, but in his heart, he already had some speculations. He had personally healed Li Yan's injuries back then. Even during his Foundation Establishment stage, Li Yan had been able to contend with a mid-stage Golden Core Demon Clan member for a period of time with just his physical body. At that time, Wei Zhongran had also suspected it was due to Li Yan's special constitution.
But later, he had thought about it carefully. The Fragmented Poison Body shouldn't have the same functions as a Body Cultivator. He had also seen the silver light on Li Yan's wounds before, though it hadn't been as bright back then.
"The fact that he and Min'er were able to survive in the foreign continent for so many years was often thanks to that Fragmented Poison Body!" Wei Zhongran didn't answer Mo Qing directly, but simply stated this.
Mo Qing fell silent for a moment, lost in thought. Although he had read many texts about the Malevolent Spirit Sect's three great poison bodies, he had never cultivated one himself, so he was still unsure of how many variations of divine abilities they possessed.
In fact, it wasn't just Mo Qing who had studied the three great poison bodies. All the cultivators in the Four Great Sects, big and small, who knew of them had done some research. After all, Poison Cultivators were already terrifying, let alone those who naturally possessed a supreme poison. No cultivator would ever want to encounter one. Thus, once they learned of such a person, they would certainly want to understand them and know how to defend against them.
At the same time, Wei Zhongran was thinking about something else.
'The power of the Heavenly Tribulation I can sense is no less than the one I faced during my Nascent Soul Formation, and I even have a feeling it's slightly stronger than my last one!'
Wei Zhongran was an elite among elites within the sect. The power of his Heavenly Tribulation was much stronger than that of ordinary cultivators forming a Nascent Soul, and Li Yan's tribulation was almost identical to his. In terms of innate talent, the difference between Li Yan and Wei Zhongran was like heaven and earth. It was just that the cultivation method he practiced was special and resonated with his Spirit Root.
Therefore, Li Yan's strength was sensed by the Heavenly Tribulation. It perceived that someone on the path against the heavens had the potential to break the rules of the tribulation, so the strength of the tribulation it sent down was different, wanting to immediately erase Li Yan.
Mo Qing had naturally seen this point as well, but his view on it was different. In his opinion, Li Yan's aptitude was fundamentally inferior. It was only by a coincidence that he had obtained the Fragmented Poison Body and managed to come this far. It was already a heaven-sent opportunity for Li Yan to have formed a Golden Core in the first place. He believed the greatest opportunity here was that two young Foundation Establishment cultivators had escaped with their lives thanks to the treasure left by the Wei Family Ancestor. But there, they had also witnessed the scene of the chaotic flow space and even felt the pressure of the two realms' forces on their skin. Such an insight was not something a Foundation Establishment cultivator could possess, and this was what led to a great breakthrough in Li Yan's State of Mind.
He had also briefly inquired about Li Yan's affairs. The boy had, by a stroke of luck, joined an alchemy sect. According to Li Yan himself, he often consumed large quantities of medicinal pills, so it wasn't impossible for him to advance to the Golden Core stage. Such cultivators actually existed in many sects. But when they tried to break through to the Nascent Soul stage, the Heavenly Tribulation they faced could also be immensely powerful. The rules of Heaven and Earth possessed a spiritual nature. For those nobodies who dared to provoke the might of the heavens, the tribulation it sent down could even be many times stronger than the one used to kill people with excellent aptitude.
In the distance, Zhao Min's Divine Sense, like everyone else's, only dared to roam far from the tribulation, her heart filled with anxiety. After the thirteen wind tribulations had passed, besides sensing the "Heart-Entangling Twin Gu" sending out waves of terrified thoughts, there were no other abnormalities. This allowed her to feel a little more at ease.
'There are still twenty-eight heavenly tribulations left. Junior Brother, you will definitely succeed. You were able to form your Golden Core in a place as perilous as the Forsaken Continent, let alone in a situation where your heart is free from worry!'
Zhao Min prayed silently in her heart, but her frosty jade-like face showed little emotion. The next moment, she saw the crimson clouds rapidly gathering in the sky.
'The Red Cloud Tribulation is here!'
Zhao Min stared at the rapidly gathering storm.
"Is your heart pounding? Here, let big sister feel it!" At her side, the voluptuous and beautiful Li Changting's lovely eyes darted towards the expressionless Zhao Min. She could guess Zhao Min's current mood. She knew Zhao Min very well and was aware that her heart was definitely not as calm as her surface appeared; it was already in a state of turmoil.
As she spoke, she stretched out a demonic claw and stealthily reached for a solitary, proud peak.
In this area on the summit of Never-Parting Peak, there were only the three of them. The other Golden Core elders of Never-Parting Peak had long since moved far away. This new Peak Master Li was not as reliable as the old one. She was too eccentric and elfish, often coming up with methods that others couldn't even imagine, either playing pranks on the elders or using them for experiments. She would use what she considered interesting Gu-insects on others. In Li Changting's words, "Disciples of Never-Parting Peak must have the courage to cultivate all sorts of strange and wonderful treasures. Otherwise, if you're always relying on what your ancestors left behind, and every Gu-insect you take out is one that others know how to deal with, then you can't be called a disciple of Never-Parting Peak. And we Golden Core cultivators must be even more daring to try what others dare not..."
So, to this day, these Golden Core elders greatly missed the old Peak Master. Although the old Peak Master was seductive and captivating, making people even more afraid to look at her directly, at least her ability to handle matters was first-rate. Now, unless Never-Parting Peak summoned everyone to discuss important matters, the other elders would avoid this Peak Master from afar. If they couldn't avoid her, they would try every means to get away as quickly as possible.
Miao Wangqing watched as Li Changting's hand reached for that spot on Zhao Min. Her face immediately flushed crimson. Li Changting had touched her body more than a few times. Although she was also a Golden Core cultivator, it was only her realm that was the same; she couldn't dodge at all.
Zhao Min felt a demonic claw rapidly approaching. She didn't dodge or evade. A blue light flashed on her body, and a gentle force pushed the snow-white jade hand away.
"Don't play around, Senior Sister Li. The Red Cloud Tribulation is here!" Although Zhao Min said this, Li Changting's interruption had eased her tense mood considerably. Seeing this, Li Changting's eyes filled with a smile!
At the same time, somewhere in the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains, a big man in a brocade robe slashed down, cleaving a "Vicious Mountain Turtle" that was pouncing on a pale-faced woman. The "Vicious Mountain Turtle's" incomparably hard shell was actually split into several pieces by this single slash, and a large amount of blood gushed out from the cracks, instantly dyeing its entire body red.
The "Vicious Mountain Turtle's" eyes revealed an inexplicable terror. The moment its cleaved body hit the ground, it vanished without a trace, instantly using the "Earth Evasion Art."
The big man in the brocade robe glanced at the ground. A quick sweep of his Divine Sense revealed the "Vicious Mountain Turtle" rapidly fleeing underground, already a hundred zhang away. He chuckled, the light in his hand faded, and his large saber was put away. At the same time, he withdrew his Divine Sense, having no intention of chasing the "Vicious Mountain Turtle."
"Why didn't you kill it? I was almost eaten by it!" The female cultivator walked over at this moment, looking at the brocade-robed man with an annoyed expression! The female cultivator had a delicate figure and beautiful features. She was a Foundation Establishment cultivator, while the brocade-robed man's aura surged without end, revealing him to be a Golden Core stage cultivator.
"You dragged me out here to temper your cultivation method. Your State of Mind is already there; what you lack is the tempering of your cultivation base to make your magical power more refined. That demonic beast isn't worth much anyway. Letting it go is no big deal. When you come back next time, wouldn't it be better to slay it with your own hands!"
Hearing this, the female Foundation Establishment cultivator snorted lightly. "Is Martial Uncle Sun feeling wronged that I dragged you out here? If so, I won't trouble you, old man, next time!"
When the brocade-robed man heard this, he shook his head like a rattle drum and immediately interrupted her. "Hey, what's this 'old man' talk? I'm full of dragon's vigor and a tiger's ferocity, right in the prime of my life…"
Hearing the brocade-robed man's words, the female Foundation Establishment cultivator's pretty face flushed crimson. She couldn't help but spit lightly. "As a senior, what nonsense are you spouting? If you keep talking nonsense, I'll ignore you!" Although she called him a senior, there wasn't the slightest bit of respect in her words. In fact, her tone was rather ambiguous.
"Mu Lian, when will we become Dao Companions? That way, your status in the sect can also be elevated a bit!" The brocade-robed man looked at the female cultivator, a trace of love flashing in his eyes. This person was none other than Sun Guoshu. Since forming his Golden Core, he no longer felt the same urgency as before and had finally become an elder of Four Symbols Peak.
These days, he no longer took on missions as desperately as before. Instead, he would often go to Lord Lao Peak to find medicinal pills and magical treasures suitable for his future cultivation. He would also frequently go out to the market to search for pill recipes, hoping for a pleasant surprise. He knew the ins and outs of the market and knew there was still immortal fortune to be found.
Later, on one occasion, he unexpectedly encountered Mu Lian, with whom he had once shared a life-and-death experience, on Lord Lao Peak. After that escape, Sun Guoshu had chosen to enter seclusion to break through to the Golden Core stage, and the two had lost contact since then. After meeting on Lord Lao Peak, Mu Lian, facing Sun Guoshu who had already become a Golden Core cultivator, appeared very reserved.
On the contrary, Sun Guoshu, seeing an old acquaintance again, was filled with emotion. He remembered the scenes when he was just a young Foundation Establishment cultivator, working hard to raise his cultivation just like Mu Lian. After a few words with Mu Lian, the two went their separate ways.
He had thought that with the thousands of disciples coming and going in the Malevolent Spirit Sect, and everyone cultivating diligently, he didn't know when they would meet again. Unexpectedly, Sun Guoshu encountered Mu Lian again in a market. That market was not the Peiyang Market close to the Malevolent Spirit Sect, but a rather distant place. When Sun Guoshu met her, Mu Lian was in a dilemma!