ALL NOVEL Chapter 6: Night tribulations
After the family gathered, my father suggested we conduct the tribulation process in the tribulation field, a secluded valley renowned for its thunder attributes and minor dragon blood. It was located 4 kilometers away from our family residence, a peaceful haven nestled outside any city. As we arrived, I could feel the thunder attribute pulsating through the air, and the plants seemed to quiver with electric energy. Everyone except me and Grandpa sat cross-legged, their eyes closed in concentration.
Then, they took out the container filled with the mysterious liquid and started drinking it. Within seconds, a wave of intense heat washed over them, their faces contorting in pain. Grandpa shouted, "Use the cultivation technique and form your core!" Everyone exerted themselves, their bodies trembling with effort. My mother, a soul saint grandmother (Martial Soul Fire Dragon, level 79), father (level 73), and mother (level 62), were among the most experienced cultivators in our family.
After an hour of intense concentration and physical exertion, a colossal fire dragon roared to life, its fiery breath illuminating the valley. Grandma emerged, looking younger and more vibrant than ever, her red hair shimmering in the sunlight. She announced that she had formed her core and broken through level 80, her voice filled with excitement and determination. She then declared that she was going deep into the tribulation field to undergo her tribulation, her eyes filled with a resolute glint. Grandpa nodded, and Grandma disappeared into the depths of the valley.
After some time, my mother and father both opened their eyes, their faces etched with relief and exhaustion. They came to us, their eyes filled with a sense of accomplishment. Grandpa asked them to introduce themselves, and they proudly announced their martial souls and levels. My mother, a formidable cultivator, revealed her Martial Soul Blue Electric Tyrant Dragon, level 68. My father, a powerful warrior, announced his Martial Soul Red Thunder Dragon, level 76. He also proudly shared that he had condensed his soul core, a significant milestone in his cultivation journey. They were overjoyed, their faces beaming with pride.
My father then turned to Grandpa, asking him to observe the blood to protect him during the tribulation process. Grandpa nodded, his eyes filled with a deep sense of responsibility. He sat cross-legged, his mind focused on the task at hand. As he observed the blood, a serene aura emanated from him, enveloping everyone in a sense of calm and protection.
After what felt like an eternity, Grandpa opened his eyes, his gaze filled with a newfound strength and wisdom. He announced that he had reached level 86 and had formed a soul core. Moreover, he sensed that he was on the brink of breaking through to Title Doulou, a feat that even the most seasoned cultivators aspired to achieve. The news sent a wave of excitement through the group, their hearts filled with hope and admiration for Grandpa's incredible accomplishment.
We then turned our attention to my grandmother, who was still deep in the tribulation field. We could see a colossal fire dragon, its scales shimmering with a fiery intensity, battling against the relentless onslaught of thunder. The clash of elements was a sight to behold, the valley echoing with the thunderous roars and the crackling of lightning.
After what seemed like an interminable struggle, my grandmother emerged, her body bathed in a radiant glow. Her eyes, filled with a sense of accomplishment and power, revealed that she had successfully passed her tribulation. She announced that she had reached level 83 Soul Doulou, a remarkable achievement that placed her among the most powerful cultivators in the realm. Her 8th ring, an astounding 89,000 years old, was a testament to her extraordinary talent and dedication. The news sent a shockwave through the group, as even many Title Douluo had 9th rings with ages less than hers.
The achievement was all the more remarkable considering the challenges she had faced. The tribulation was a grueling ordeal, a test of her physical and mental endurance. The relentless onslaught of thunder, the searing pain, and the constant threat of failure had pushed her to her limits. Yet, she had persevered, her unwavering determination and indomitable spirit fueling her onward.
Her success was a testament to her exceptional talent, her unwavering dedication, and her unwavering belief in herself. She had defied the odds, overcome seemingly insurmountable challenges, and emerged victorious. Her achievement was a beacon of hope, inspiring others to strive for greatness and never give up on their dreams.
Moreover, the dragon blood had played a crucial role in her breakthrough. The infusion of dragon blood had not only strengthened her foundation but had also catalyzed a profound transformation within her martial soul. The dragon blood had acted as a catalyst, unlocking new levels of power and potential that had previously been beyond her reach. As a result, her martial soul had not only become more potent but had also acquired new abilities and attributes, further enhancing her combat prowess.
As I felt the first tremors of my tribulation approaching, I knew that the true test of my strength and resolve was about to begin. I stood tall, my heart pounding with a mixture of anticipation and trepidation. The world around me seemed to blur as the tribulation descended upon me, its power surging through my body like a raging tempest.
The initial shock was overwhelming, the pain so intense that it threatened to overwhelm my senses. My body trembled uncontrollably, my mind racing to keep up with the onslaught. I could feel the tribulation's energy tearing through my meridians, each strike a searing agony.
But I refused to succumb. Drawing upon the strength I had cultivated over the years, I channeled my inner energy into my cultivation technique. The exercise, a complex series of movements and visualizations, became my lifeline, a beacon of hope in the midst of the chaos. With each breath, I pushed myself further, my determination unwavering.
The tribulation's intensity continued to rise, its power seemingly limitless. I could feel my body reaching its breaking point, the pain becoming almost unbearable. Yet, I persevered, my mind refusing to yield. I visualized the path ahead, the goal of overcoming this trial and emerging stronger than ever.
As I continued to struggle, a breakthrough occurred. A surge of energy coursed through my body, revitalizing my spirit and renewing my strength. I felt a connection to the universe, a sense of harmony and power. The tribulation, once my tormentor, had now become my catalyst for growth and transformation.
A purple ring condensed under my feet, a symbol of my triumph over adversity. My soul power surged to level 15, a staggering achievement that few could fathom. However, the system's shielding prevented others from witnessing this incredible feat, leaving them in awe and wonder.
The experience had been a grueling trial, but I emerged from it stronger than ever. I had pushed my limits, discovered the depths of my potential, and emerged victorious. The tribulation had been a test of my character, my resolve, and my unwavering belief in myself. And I had passed with flying colors.
Despite their shock, they offered me their heartfelt praise and urged me to keep my achievement a secret. We then returned home, where my father and grandfather instructed me to maintain absolute secrecy about everything that had transpired.