Zhou Xiaocui, who had been acquainted for some time, had weathered most of the terrifying lightning strikes. However, she perished because the last wave arrived sooner than expected, even with high-grade medicinal pills. She simply didn't have enough time to recover her full mana. Mo Wentian, whose strength was slightly lower than Zhou Xiaocui's, seemed even more mournful. Looking at the stout woman, he seemed to see his own fate reflected in hers.

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Two months after the demise of the fat woman, Mo Wentian also faced his own Golden Core Tribulation. However, Mo Wentian's luck seemed to be better than Zhou Xiaocui's. The three waves of tribulation thunder came very evenly, and even the power was slightly less. After Mo Wentian survived the last wave of tribulation thunder, he passed out due to exhaustion, his whole body covered in injuries. It was Lu Xiaotian and several other cultivators who observed the tribulation thunder that helped carry Mo Wentian back to his cave abode and treated his wounds. When Mo Wentian woke up again, he was astonished to find that he had become a Golden Core cultivator. He couldn't help but be overjoyed.

For this, Lu Xiaitian and several other nearby cultivators who were preparing to cross the tribulation could only sigh with admiration for Mo Wentian's good luck. Even the thunder tribulation was not uniform. Every cultivator who encountered the thunder tribulation would have slight differences. The thunder tribulation that Mo Wentian encountered obviously belonged to the relatively easier kind to overcome. This was Mo Wentian's extraordinary luck. Before him, there had been several who failed to cross the tribulation, and most of them were stronger than him.

There are those who rejoice and those who grieve, but the ones who grieve are those who have yet to undergo the tribulation. As for those who have already passed through it, there is only ecstasy, no other emotion. Any other feeling would have been lost in the thunder tribulation. They simply wouldn't have the time or energy to feel joy or sorrow.

<<<　　Mo Wen continued to stay in his original cave abode after crossing the tribulation, intending to use the rich spiritual energy here to consolidate his current realm as quickly as possible. In Mo Wen's words, he still had some spirit stones on hand. Now that he was a Nascent Soul cultivator, what was there to fear about not earning spirit stones? He might as well wait until after his realm was stable following his recent breakthrough before venturing out to hunt demonic beasts and earn more spirit stones.

Everyone has their own opinions. Mo Wen stayed for another two months, and his spirit stones ran out. He had originally wanted to watch Lu Xiaoteng go through tribulation, but that idea could only be abandoned.

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Just three months after Mo Wentian's departure, and a year and a half since Lu Xiaoteng entered Lan Ming City, he felt that the spiritual power controlled by his five primordial spirits had reached its limit. The spiritual power ball before him had already reached the height of an adult human. For this, he spent twenty-five high-grade spirit stones, five for each system. The spiritual power contained within this spiritual power ball had reached a staggering level. His five primordial spirits were also running at their peak. Even if there was one more trace of spiritual power, it would cause the five-system spiritual power to lose balance and explode. Lu Xiaoteng did not dare to make any further attempts. The mana in his body had already reached a state of perfection. If he waited any longer, he wouldn't be more confident in crossing the tribulation.

The colossal spirit ball was absorbed into the barrier, its immense spiritual energy expanding within. It floated above each corresponding island, causing the various spirit herbs there to absorb the energy and grow rapidly.

As for the situation within the barrier, Lu Xia Tian had long been accustomed to it. Allowing these spiritual creatures to grow freely, outside his cave abode on a vast expanse of land covering several dozen mu, Lu Xia Tian set up the Bao Yin Yi Tortoise Shell Formation, the Shui Xin Shi Di Sha Sword Formation that had been refined, and the Five Elements Spirit Shield Formation behind him in sequence. The three formations were arranged with meticulous precision; any deviation in space or order would result in conflicts between them, significantly reducing their power.

He checked everything, from the restorative pills like Huitian Dan to healing potions, the remaining power within the Jiao Hun Zhan Zhu, and even a large number of makeshift weapons for cannon fodder. He made sure nothing was missing.

After making sure all his equipment was ready, Lu XiaTian sat down cross-legged on the spot. As night fell, the moonlight poured down like water, resembling a river of stars flowing across the sky. This bathed the entire hilltop in a serene glow.

Lu Xia Tian sat there for ten days, a layer of dust had settled on his body, and a few fallen leaves drifted onto Lu Xia Tian's clothes.

One day, Lu XiaTian opened his eyes. At this time, Lu XiaTian looked no different from an ordinary mortal, calm and introverted. This was a sign that his state of mind had been adjusted to extreme peace. Afterward, a subtle airflow formed around his body, sending dust swirling away and leaves drifting off.

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Lu Xia Tian spread open his palm, and five golden pills representing the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth appeared. Although he could already circulate the spiritual power of the five elements freely, that was outside. Even if he failed, it wouldn't cause him any serious harm. But once the massive spiritual power of the five golden pills got out of control, Lu Xia Tian couldn't even imagine what might happen. He feared that without a lightning tribulation descending, he would already be blown apart by this uncontrolled spiritual power.

He spent several days adjusting his state of mind because he wanted to form his alchemy pill in a completely calm and optimal state. His process of forming the alchemy pill was far more dangerous than that of ordinary cultivators, ten thousand times over.

Horizontal and vertical are both blades, Lu Xiaoteng inhaled, opened his mouth and swallowed one of the water-attribute Condensing Golden Pills. Immense spiritual power flowed from within. He chose the water-attribute Condensing Golden Pill because its released spiritual power was relatively gentler. Afterwards, since the wood-attribute was also so, it followed a gradual progression. Lu Xiaoteng had previously tried to break through the Golden Core realm when he was at the Ninth Layer of Foundation Establishment. At that time, he had already swallowed many Condensing Golden Pills, and had some understanding of their medicinal properties. Now, he could be said to be familiar with them. Currently, Lu Xiaoteng was at the Twelfth Layer of Foundation Establishment, his Dantian and meridians were much tougher than when he was at the Ninth Layer of Foundation Establishment. The amount of mana it could accommodate had greatly increased. From this perspective, practicing array formations and Golden Core pills in the Twelfth Layer of Foundation Establishment state would be more suitable. Of course, his situation wasn't unheard of before or after, at least those who were in a similar situation to him wouldn't be numerous.

After swallowing two Golden Core Pills in succession, he split his divine consciousness into two to control the immense spiritual power unleashed by the Water and Wood system Golden Core Pills. Next came the Fire system Golden Core Pill. When the third Golden Core Pill was swallowed, Lu Xiaotian's whole body felt swollen. The spiritual power of the three Golden Core Pills had almost exceeded the limit his body could bear. There were still two more to go. What should he do?

Lu Xia Tian was feeling anxious, but he was also thinking of a solution. His dispersed spiritual power was running rampant in his meridians. Although he tried his best to control it with his soul, the space in his dantian was limited after all. When it could no longer contain more spiritual power, squeezing his dantian at the same time, this temporarily unusable spiritual power would be compressed back by the dantian and flow to places with less pressure. Just like water flows downwards, this is the principle.

“By the way, meridians!” Lu Xia Tian’s eyes flashed a gleam. Besides the eight extraordinary meridians, there are many other small meridians for a cultivator to cultivate. And as a body cultivator, his physical body's capacity to hold spiritual power is stronger than that of ordinary cultivators.”