Fairy, don't let your golden finger chase after me!

Chapter 76: A cold wind blows in the Valley of Desolation, cicadas sing in spring and autumn as the

The calamity clouds churned in the sky, like a boiling black ocean.

Layers upon layers of dark clouds spread outwards from the center above Dong Mo's head, obscuring half of the sky.

Golden lightning flashed continuously within the clouds, like wandering dragons, emitting a deep rumble.

The roar wasn't loud, but it carried a powerful pressure from the depths of heaven and earth, making everyone present feel breathless.

At this moment, Dong Yan's face was extremely grim. He looked up at the increasingly lower-hanging tribulation clouds in the sky, and the muscles at the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily a few times.

The appearance of the Golden Core Tribulation in the sky indicates that Dong Mo's physical condition problem has been resolved.

The formation of the Golden Core is already a foregone conclusion.

Once he survives the tribulation of lightning, the golden lock will be unlocked, and he will officially become a Golden Core cultivator.

In the past, Dong Yan would definitely have been excited to encounter such a thing!

After all, Dong Mo was the backup body he had chosen, and the successful formation of the core in that body would be of great benefit to him.

But now...

Dong Yan, however, wished that Dong Mo would be struck dead by lightning.

Because he had made a bet with Yin Lingsu and even signed a Heavenly Contract.

If Dong Mo successfully forms his core, he will not only lose Dong Mo as a backup body, but also the Double Pupil Sacred Body that he has painstakingly cultivated for a hundred years, and the hope of bypassing the Heavenly Dao to become an immortal...

They might even lose a Sumeru pedestal.

Useless! Useless! Useless... How come the entire Dong family are all useless cowards who deceive their superiors and subordinates?

When Dong Mo ran away from home, what guarantees did you bunch of good-for-nothings make to me? Didn't you say that this little beast Dong Mo definitely couldn't solve his physical problems?

Hmph... What a bunch of good-for-nothings!

Dong Changfa is a good-for-nothing, and Dong Zhan is even worse! These two good-for-nothings both confidently sent me telepathic messages after meeting Dong Mo, saying that Dong Mo definitely couldn't solve the physical constitution problem! If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would still be in the dark!

Dong Yan's fists were clenched so tightly they cracked.

Hmph... and you said you could rest assured? Rest assured my ass!

Fortunately, Dong Mo didn't know Dong Yan's thoughts, otherwise Dong Mo would definitely be mocking him now!

Regarding the war reports from subspace and the main base, and the psychological warfare tactics, who in the Dong family doesn't have to fawn over you and try to please you? It would be a miracle if they told the truth!

Of course, Dong Mo was unaware of these things at the time.

At this moment, he was sitting cross-legged on the deck of the spirit boat, looking up at the churning tribulation clouds in the sky. His golden double pupils were unwavering, and his face was expressionless.

Because people who want to win don't have smiles on their faces.

"Rumble..."

A deep rumble of thunder came from the clouds, as if it were silently gathering power.

Yin Lingsu glanced at the sky, then decisively pulled out the spirit sword Star Calamity that she had previously stuck in the deck, and removed the sword energy barrier around the spirit boat.

Seeing this, Gu Ziyue's fox ears twitched, and she asked with some confusion, "Teacher, what are you doing...?"

Before Gu Ziyue could finish speaking, Feng Ling Shuang interrupted her with a sarcastic remark: "Le, a princess of the demon race wouldn't be so ignorant, would she?"

"A cultivator's tribulation lightning can only be withstood by the cultivator himself. The tribulation lightning itself is a process of tempering a cultivator. If other cultivators intervene, it will only harm him."

Upon hearing this, Gu Ziyue's face flushed red, and the fur on her ears and tail stood on end.

"I...of course I know all that!"

Gu Ziyue stammered her excuse, her eyes darting around as she quickly came up with a pretext.

"I...I asked for Dong Mo! He definitely doesn't know! Yes! I asked for Dong Mo!"

Upon hearing Gu Ziyue's attempt to shift the blame, Dong Mo, who was preparing to undergo his tribulation, was completely dumbfounded.

Wow... you can really shift the blame like that? And I'm involved in this too?

Yin Lingsu sheathed the Star Calamity sword and waved her hand.

"Alright, all of you, stop joking around. Quickly step back and give Dong Mo enough space to undergo his tribulation."

Yin Lingsu pointed to the distance and urged the three girls beside her.

"Stay away as far as possible, lest you get struck by lightning."

Feng Ling Shuang and Gu Zi Yue exchanged a glance, then simultaneously snorted and turned their heads away.

Song Qiuyu sighed helplessly and pulled the two of them away.

Yin Lingsu walked up to Dong Mo, squatted down, and stared straight at him with her golden eyes.

"Good disciple, are you confident you can survive this tribulation?"

Dong Mo took a deep breath and smiled slightly.

"Senior, there's no need to worry. It's just a tribulation of lightning, nothing more than a bit of hardship."

Hearing this from afar, Gu Ziyue couldn't help but roll her eyes and mutter resentfully.

"Hmph, pretending to be dead."

Yin Lingsu laughed and patted Dong Mo's head: "Then concentrate on overcoming your tribulation. If you really can't hold on, just tell your master."

"Although I cannot shield you from the lightning tribulation, I can still save you before you are struck dead."

Dong Mo: "..."

My cheap master really does have a terrible mouth when he speaks.

Yin Lingsu led the three women to retreat to a distance, leaving only Dong Mo on the deck of the spirit boat.

Dong Mo raised his head and looked at the increasingly lower tribulation clouds in the sky.

At the center of the calamity clouds, a huge vortex was slowly forming, with golden lightning flashing continuously within it, as if something was being conceived within it.

Almost at the same time, Zhao Xier, standing on the Hemingshan Wharf, looked at the lightning above Dong Mo's head and asked Dong Maogong beside her with concern.

"Old Ghost Gong, when a Golden Core cultivator experiences their first Heavenly Tribulation, it usually involves one or three bolts of heavenly lightning, right?"

Dong Maogong shook his head, a look of worry in his eyes: "Normally, yes. But young master has the Double Pupil Saint Body, so it might not be that simple."

Zhou Cai pointed to the huge vortex in the sky that was pressing down lower and lower and casually added, "Look at the scale of those tribulation clouds, they are at least on the scale of nine heavenly lightning bolts."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Xier's expression changed slightly, her heart filled with worry for Dong Mo.

Nine tribulations? That's the highest-grade lightning tribulation for those in the Golden Core stage!

Young master... please don't let anything happen to you!

On the spirit boat, Dong Mo sat cross-legged, gazing at the thunder in the sky, a slight smile playing on his lips.

After reading so many novels and playing so many games, it's finally my turn to show off!

In this situation, Dong Mo couldn't help but want to compose a poem.

Gou...

Oh, no! It should be...

A cold wind blows through the desolate valley, and cicadas sing as the young man returns.

Tears fall from the clouds on Heming Mountain, thunder roars across the sky, disrupting the heavens' might.

Despite enduring the flames of calamity, his heart remained undaunted; a single golden elixir summoned a thunderous roar.

Today I have attained the Yellow Hair Path, a truly extraordinary person with an extraordinary sword and extraordinary cultivation!

Dong Mo was thinking this...

"boom!"

A golden bolt of lightning suddenly struck down from the clouds of calamity!

The speed was unbelievable; Dong Mo didn't even have time to react before the lightning struck him hard!

Dong Mo was careless! He didn't dodge! He was struck directly by the thunderbolt.

Dong Mo, who was originally going to recite a poem, was instantly struck by lightning and turned into Wu Jing's face.

I'm not going to tell you anything!

"Hmph... Ahhhhhh—"

Dong Mo's foul-smelling screams echoed between heaven and earth, and Feng Ling Shuang and Gu Zi Yue in the distance simultaneously covered their eyes.

Yin Lingsu's lips twitched, and she felt that her disciple was somewhat difficult to judge...