Translator: Tamon Translation Checker: Silavin The sky above the Heavenly Dragon City in Serene Province warped, turning into an Immortal Gate. The city’s cultivators clamored at its appearance. “It’s the Immortal Gate of legends!” “Is an Immortal Descending?” The cultivators were excited. Under the focus of thousands of eyes, a man in a green robe holding a golden fan in his right hand stepped out with a casual gait. He had fair skin, sharp eyes, and thin lips, the picture of evil, yet bore a dignified look. His eerie aura swept the cultivators of Heavenly Dragon City, making them shudder. He gave the city a curious gaze, “So this is the Nine Province Continent.” Three lights shot from the city and kneeled before the man. “Greetings, Immortal, to Heavenly Dragon City.” The three were the strongest cultivators of the city, two men and one woman at the Nascent Soul Stage. The youth in green came over, unnerving them. An Immortal descent brought excitement but also fear. What was he doing here? “Is this Ghost Province’s Myriad Mountains?” The man in green asked with a friendly smile. “Immortal, this is Heavenly Dragon City of Serene Province.” “Where is Ghost Province?” The man followed. “Ghost Province is in that direction.” A Nascent Soul cultivator offered. The youth beamed now. “Thank you.” “It’s our honor to guide you.” The Nascent Soul cultivators replied with respect. “Good, so you’re offering to work for me I see.” The trio were stunned. Working for an Immortal was a Heavenly honor, not to mention the chance of grasping an opportunity of helping them meant allowing them the chance to ascend. They replied at once, “We are willing to follow you to death, Immortal!” “I’m hungry. What are you going to do about it?” The trio blinked, lost. “We shall prepare a feast, Immortal.” “The table is set from where I see it.” The man in green turned sinister. An evil energy swept the cultivators. Their hearts seized with dread. In a flash of green, the man turned into a green-haired devil with a ghastly face. All of Heavenly Dragon City cried out in fear. [This isn’t an Immortal, but a devil!] The devil opened its bloody maw and swallowed the three cultivators. With the clear snapping of bones, the devil chewed. He cackled at the end, “Lower Realm’s bugs sure are tasty. I have to have my fill!” Heavenly Dragon City’s cultivators paled at the horrible demise of the three Nascent Soul cultivators. The devil’s eyes shone scarlet and set upon the defenseless city as he swallowed. “Not enough, I need more!” Despair enveloped Heavenly Dragon City as darkness descended. The city was swallowed in cries of anguish. Minutes later, the endless cries halted as Heavenly Dragon City became a ghost town, with piles of bodies gathered everywhere. This was no city, but Hell itself. The green-haired devil turned back to his dignified persona and fanned himself, “With a filled belly, it’s time to go to Ghost Province and finish Immortal Lord’s task.” Chen Changan had a drawing before him. He frowned, deep in thought. Suddenly, thunderclouds gathered. A Nascent Soul lightning tribulation! Heavenly lightning struck down with tremendous force. Bao’er gripped the Sacred Immortal Sword, turning into a light and shooting into the tribulation clouds. In the temple, Foxy rushed on her tiny feet to hide behind Chen Changan from the awful rumble. “Ya, yi, ya, yi!” Chen Changan chuckled, “Don’t be scared, Bao’er is just going through her tribulation.” Lightning snaked down with the power to sunder the Earth. Ling Bao’er had no trouble handling it. She flourished Sacred Immortal Sword, blocking the flashes of lightning like nothing. Chen Ling’s worries were put at ease. [She’s grown her skill in the Dugu Nine Swords, enough to handle even Nascent Soul lightning tribulation. That’s what you get from a talent surpassing the 9th grade.] “Bao’er is rising to the Nascent Soul Stage.” Chen Changan turned his attention to the paper. “Ya, yi, ya, yi!” Foxy looked as well, asking what it was. “These here are the blueprints for reconstructing the Immortal Temple and the Soaring Immortal Mountain.” Touba Ye had repaired the Immortal Temple before, but it became cramped now. It did not fit the glorious image of its invincible lord. The current style was too dull. [It’s my home, damn it!] With Touba Ye, She Zini, Hong Yi, as well as Bao’er and Foxy, the temple felt small. So he wanted to rebuild it and recreate Soaring Immortal Mountain while he was at it. His Absolute Domain did cover a third of it, after all. Foxy blinked not really getting it. Chen Changan smiled. “Just go and play. We’ll have to see how long it will be for you to reach Nascent Soul.” “Ya, yi, ya, yi!” Foxy clenched her cute fists. She would give her all! Everyone knew Nascent Soul tribulation was a hard border to cross. Many cultivators of the Nine Province Continent stopped at the peak Golden Core Stage, with very few being able to reach the Nascent Soul Stage. It was all due to the Heavenly Tribulation. The many cultivators, including Demons and Monsters, couldn’t take the pressure and would die instead. Ling Bao’er notwithstanding. She had too many aces up her sleeve. First was the Immortal Lord’s vital Immortal Artifact – Sacred Immortal Sword, then there was her superior talent. Not to mention Chen Changan imparted her with Dugu Nine Swords. Aside from that, Ling Bao’er cultivated in an Immortal Land. The Immortal Energy transformed her body with every breath. Other cultivators, even robust Demon Kings, couldn’t match Ling Bao’er’s toughness. With the fall of the last lightning, the tribulation ended.