135: Chapter 135 It's so good to be young! No backache, no trembling legs!

High in the sky, Lu Chen looked up.

His Divine Sense had already mapped out the situation outside clearly.

The Supreme Lightning Tribulation had expanded more than tenfold, with dark, heavy clouds covering the entire Yaochi Immortal Mountain.

The Zixiao Divine Thunder lurking deep within the tribulation clouds was as thick as mountain Peaks, carrying the Law of Destruction.

Lu Chen looked down at Yao Xi in the spring water.

Yao Xi gripped his wrist, opening her mouth to say something.

Lu Chen didn't let her finish.

He rose from the spring water, droplets streaming down his Black Robe. The soaked fabric clung to his body, outlining a lean yet solid physique.

He grabbed a white robe hanging on the cave wall and threw it on casually, without even tying the belt.

Then he leaned down, and Lu Chen's lips brushed against her forehead, incredibly light.

"We just finished Dual Cultivation. Stay in the pool and stabilize your cultivation."

"This mere Lightning Tribulation, your husband will withstand it for you."

Yao Xi froze completely.

'Husband'—hearing those words from Lu Chen's mouth made her feel incredibly happy.

The tips of Yao Xi's ears instantly turned red, the flush spreading all the way down to her neck.

Her mouth opened and closed repeatedly; the Yaochi Holy Lord, who had been dignified for centuries, now looked no different from a sixteen-year-old girl.

When Lu Chen appeared high in the sky,

His white robe was unbelted, sleeves fluttering, and his wet long hair was draped behind him.

She had long since dispelled the Emperor runes Restriction layered by Han Yunxi.

Beneath the overcast sky, the man stood with his hands behind his back, his white robe snapping in the wind.

At this moment, his Great Emperor Peak aura was fully released.

It wasn't intentional, but a result of instinctive focus.

The Emperors Might crushed down overwhelmingly, and all the female Disciples on Yaochi Immortal Mountain simultaneously felt a tremor from the depths of their life's Origin.

It wasn't fear, but submission—the spontaneous bowing of all things when a Supreme of Heaven and Earth descends.

In front of Yuqing Hall, hundreds of female Disciples who were cultivating all looked up and saw that figure clearly.

With his white robe open and hair loose, revealing the solid lines of his chest, he stood before ten thousand feet of roiling thunderclouds, with thousands of Yaochi Immortal Lotuses beneath his feet.

That image was etched directly into their minds.

"A man? Ahhh!"

"What is he doing? He's going to withstand the Lightning Tribulation for the Holy Lord!"

"Ahhh! I'm so jealous of the Holy Lord! I want to be the Holy Lord too!"

Above the heavens.

The tribulation clouds sensed the Emperors Might released by Lu Chen and roiled even more violently; the will of the Heavenly Dao had been provoked.

The tribulation clouds grew enraged, and the first bolt of Zixiao Divine Thunder struck down.

The pillar of lightning was a hundred feet thick, its purple light blinding, carrying enough destructive power to obliterate an ordinary Supreme as it struck straight for the crown of Lu Chen's head.

Lu Chen didn't move.

With him at the center, the Void Realm for a thousand feet around was covered by his will; within this Domain, he was the Law itself.

The Zixiao Divine Thunder struck his shoulder.

Boom!

Electric arcs surged and purple light exploded as the terrifying power of the thunder spread across his skin, from his shoulders to his arms, and from his chest to his back.

Most of Lu Chen's white robe was shredded by the lightning, revealing his upper body.

His muscles were well-defined, and his skin shimmered with a faint golden luster under the searing lightning.

But there were no wounds, not even a single red mark.

With a Great Emperor Peak Physical Body, a mere Supreme Lightning Tribulation couldn't even break his skin.

The second, third, and fourth bolts...

The Zixiao Divine Thunder struck down in succession, each thicker and more violent than the last. Lu Chen stood his ground, allowing the thunder to strike him without moving an inch.

The lightning light surged over his body, darting into his pores and seeping into his Meridians.

Lu Chen narrowed his eyes. Comfortable.

These past few days of Alchemy had consumed seventy percent of his Origin True Fire, and Dual Cultivation had exported twenty percent of his Origin power. His Physical Body was indeed somewhat overextended, with decreased cell activity and reduced Meridian resilience.

But what was the essence of a Lightning Tribulation? It was pure energy condensed from the Laws of Heaven and Earth.

This energy was destruction to a Supreme Realm Cultivator, but to a Great Emperor Peak Physical Body, it was much like a full-body SPA.

The power of the thunder seeped into his muscle fibers, activating, tempering, and reshaping the cells fatigued by overexertion inch by inch.

Lu Chen even tilted his head back slightly, letting more lightning strike his chest.

Below, on Yaochi Immortal Mountain.

Thousands of female Disciples looked up, watching the scene in the sky.

A man, bare-chested, stood with his hands behind his back in a sea of thunder ten thousand feet wide. As the purple lightning struck him from all directions, he didn't even blink.

Wei Lingxue's throat bobbed.

Liu Ruyan, who had just returned from the competition, whispered:

"I'm definitely going to land this man. I couldn't care less about those sycophants outside; Emperor Yun makes my legs go weak!"

"I, Liu Ruyan, have loved, hated, toyed with others, been malicious, been miserable, been foolish, been played, been poor, been rich, and been kind!"

"But she has never been ugly! If Heaven had not birthed Liu Ruyan, the Great Dao would be like an eternal night! Who stands at the Peak of the Immortal path? Once you meet Ruyan, the Dao becomes void!"

"He's just a Great Emperor, not unreachable! I need to research the clothes the Holy Lord likes to wear first! Play to his interests! Hehe!"

"This is too romantic..." a female Disciple nearby said in a dazed voice.

Liu Ruyan scoffed, "You delusional girl, that's a Great Emperor. How could he be someone you can dream about? Only I can!"

Yaochi Holy Land did not allow men to enter, so many of them had hardly ever even seen a member of the opposite sex.

Now, a Great Emperor who was incredibly handsome was withstanding a Heavenly Tribulation bare-chested for their own Holy Lord.

They were collectively smitten.

On the mountain Peak, Han Yunxi sat cross-legged on a green lotus, the corners of her mouth curling up significantly beneath her immortal veil.

"This kid certainly has a solid body."

She glanced at the stunned female Disciples below, then looked at the composed Lu Chen in the sky.

"What a pity. Yaochi doesn't accept male Disciples; otherwise, I'd really want to keep him here as a stud—ptui, I mean as a Guest Elder."

Above the heavens.

The tribulation clouds seemed to realize that ordinary Zixiao Divine Thunder was useless and began to gather their final strength.

All the lightning retracted into the clouds, converging into a mass in the center of the tribulation clouds, compressing again and again.

A purple-black lightning ball ten feet wide appeared at the core of the dark clouds.

That was the Tribulation Eye, the ultimate strike of the Lightning Tribulation, containing sixty percent of the Law power of the entire Heavenly Tribulation.

If the previous lightning bolts were fists, then this lightning ball was a nuclear bomb.

Even a Supreme Realm Peak Cultivator would lose a layer of skin if they took this hit head-on.

Lu Chen raised his head and took a look!

Pure physical power.

Mars Mighty Punch! With one punch thrown, the wind from it was silent, but the space where the fist passed shattered instantly.

The purple-black lightning ball split from the center, cracks spreading in all directions before it exploded entirely.

The shockwave from the shattered lightning ball, carrying the remnants of the purple lightning, swept out in all directions. The tribulation clouds began to disintegrate from the core, collapsing from the inside out.

In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the dark clouds vanished, and the light of day reappeared.

Above Yaochi Immortal Mountain, the sky was as clear as if it had been washed.

Lu Chen withdrew his fist and shook his wrist.

After being tempered by the Lightning Tribulation, his Physical Body hadn't suffered any loss; instead, it had recovered significantly. His cells were full of vitality, his Meridians were at maximum resilience, and that feeling of being hollowed out had mostly faded.

A free SPA with outstanding results. He looked down at his feet; it would be great if he had a cigarette!

From the direction of the Holy Spring Forbidden Ground, Yao Xi's aura had stabilized a lot.

With a flash of his figure, Lu Chen landed directly back inside the grotto.

Yao Xi sat in the spring water with her hands pressed together, stabilizing her cultivation.

Hearing the movement, she opened her eyes.

Lu Chen stood by the spring, his white robe mostly shredded and his upper body largely exposed. Traces of lightning still flickered on his skin, his hair was loose, and a look of satisfied ease was on his face.

He looked at Yao Xi and gave her an "OK" gesture.

"Done."

Yao Xi stared at him for three breaths.

Then she rose from the spring water, her soaked gauze dress clinging to her body. She walked to the edge of the spring, grabbed Lu Chen's arms with both hands, and pulled hard.

Lu Chen's foot slipped, and he fell into the Holy Spring once more.

Water splashed everywhere.

"Hey! I just finished withstanding the Lightning Tribulation—"

"Shut up."

Yao Xi's arms wrapped around his neck as she pressed her whole body against him, burying her face in the crook of his neck, her voice muffled.

"You called yourself my husband and withstood the Heavenly Tribulation for me; I have to do something in return!"

She looked up, a burning light in her autumn-water-like eyes.

"Lu Chen, you can't escape now."

Lu Chen's back pressed against the cold pool wall once again.

"Yao Xi, you're truly insatiable!"

Yao Xi's finger pressed against his lips.

"I've just broken through to Supreme; I have new sensations this time."

Her voice lowered, carrying the certainty and dominance unique to the Supreme Realm.

"This time, just let me take the lead."

[Host, do you understand what it means to lift a stone only to smash your own waist?]

The mist of the Holy Spring filled the air once more. From the depths of the grotto, Lu Chen's faint protests could be heard, soon drowned out by the sound of the rippling spring water.

On the mountain Peak, Han Yunxi tilted her head, her ears twitching beneath her immortal veil.

The corners of her mouth curled up as she stood and brushed the dust off her skirt.

"It's good to be young; no backaches, no shaky legs!"