Chapter 92 Part 1

No matter which race in the world, as long as they reach the Nascent Soul stage and above, they will face Heavenly Tribulation with each advancement. The celestial phenomena manifested by the Heavenly Tribulation differ according to each person's characteristics or cultivation level.

Back then, when Zhou Yin advanced from Nascent Soul to Void Refinement, he perished because he couldn't pass the Heavenly Tribulation.

Even though there might have been interference from the upper realm, before Zhou Chen pointed it out, for so many years, he had never doubted it. This shows how powerful and deeply rooted the concept of Heavenly Tribulation is in people's minds.

But Zhou Chen's situation is different.

The divine beast Vermilion Bird has been passed down through generations with the same bloodline. There is only one in the world between heaven and earth.

Each one, when advancing in cultivation, must experience the same Heavenly Tribulation. Therefore, except for the first generation Vermilion Bird at the beginning of the primordial chaos, the Heavenly Tribulation that each subsequent generation of Vermilion Bird has to experience will only become weaker and weaker, to the point of being negligible.

This can only be said to be the favor of the Heavenly Dao towards the Vermilion Bird.

However, this favor must be exchanged for the price of not being able to have offspring and not having companions of the same race. It can be seen that the balance of the Heavenly Dao is maintained by the rise and fall of different aspects.

At this moment, the reason why Zhou Yin is shocked is precisely because of Zhou Chen's current situation.

He sat cross-legged with his eyes closed beside him, his body shrouded in a faint golden flame, as if bathed in fire. Looking at the rolling clouds and the scenery of imminent mountain rain outside, one would know that this is the celestial phenomenon of transcending tribulation, and Zhou Chen's cultivation has reached a critical moment.

Not long ago, he had already reached the middle stage of Nascent Soul. Now he is about to advance to the late stage of Nascent Soul. His speed can only be described as fast, making all the cultivators in the world wide-eyed in astonishment.

But Zhou Yin had no time to think carefully. In order to prevent the movement caused by the celestial phenomenon from making people associate it with this place, he successively placed more than a dozen talismans and seals on the formation, isolating the two worlds inside and outside.

Fortunately, Zhou Chen had already added protection to the formation beforehand. The formation was extremely stable. In addition, as the Vermilion Bird's inheritance has continued to this day, the power of the celestial phenomenon has greatly weakened.

The scene of thunder shaking the sky and gold hidden in the clouds gradually dissipated and finally became calm. Otherwise, if it were an ancient Vermilion Bird advancing, or if the formation had not been set up in advance, the result would definitely not be as calm as it is now.

At the very least, the whole world would soon know that a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator had emerged here, and even more so, it would attract the attention of the Upper Realm.

Zhou Yin felt relieved in his heart. Having just advanced, his spirit was full of energy and he did not suffer too much damage. So he simply sat beside Zhou Chen to protect him.

When this person is not smiling, his thin lips are pressed tightly, showing a bit of indifference, with a kind of noble aloofness that overlooks the masses from the clouds.

This is the inheritance of the purest bloodline from the ancient gods. Even the current celestial realm is nothing more than gods and immortals who rose up after ancient times.

However, once his lips curl up and his smile becomes a little brighter on his face...

Zhou Yin thought of that bed of chicken feathers again, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhou Chen opened his eyes.

With one glance, he saw Zhou Yin who was watching him beside him.

A big smile appeared on his face. Without saying a word, he pounced over and hugged the person tightly, his lips pouting. "Kiss me, Little Yin. You were waiting for me, right? Your husband is so touched. Come, let your husband kiss you!"

Zhou Yin pushed away that face that instantly turned into a hungry wolf with a blank expression.

"Quick, turn into that furry thing."

"Huh?"

Zhou Yin looked at him with a deadpan face.

Zhou Chen was first dazed, and then went crazy: "That's not called a furry thing, that's a furball, the young form of the majestic Vermilion Bird. How can you call it a furry thing!"

Zhou Yin said, "Oh, it seems you don't want to go out. Then rest here first."

He got up and was about to leave.

Zhou Chen pounced over and hugged his waist with lightning speed. "No, no, no, we agreed to love each other and never part. Did you forget our pledge of undying love? The cattail is as tough as silk, the rock is immovable. You are the cattail, I am the rock, my dear!"

When did I ever make such a pledge? Zhou Yin looked down at his hands and started to feel a little itchy.

"I've transformed, take a look." Zhou Chen's voice rang out. Zhou Yin turned around.

A colorful furball, with each fine hair shimmering with different colors of light, stood on the steps looking at him expectantly.

"This new look is not bad, right?"

Zhou Yin: "..."

"You don't like it? Then I'll change it!"

Zhou Chen was very perceptive. In order to save himself from the fate of being punished, he decisively acted.

In an instant, a shining golden furball appeared before his eyes.

"How about this? Wife, you prefer solid colors, right? I think the previous gray one was too inconspicuous and couldn't show off my graceful demeanor - ah ah ah!! Murdering your husband!!"

Zhou Chen should be thankful that the formation in the courtyard also isolated his miserable screams inside.

All the brilliance and valor of a generation of Demon Beast Emperor was completely non-existent in front of a certain person.

After a while, Zhou Yin removed the defensive formation and stepped out of the courtyard with a "Kite" hanging on his shoulder, who had hidden his cultivation and was beaten into a listless state.

Xiao Yu and Su Song had waited for more than ten days. Seeing Zhou Yin come out, they were overjoyed at first, but when they saw his cultivation level, they were stunned. They remembered clearly that before Zhou Shifu went in, he was still at the early Core Formation stage. In just a few days, he had already advanced.

Generally speaking, it would take at least several years to more than ten years of closed-door cultivation to advance. Even with the aid of top-grade spiritual medicines and a solid foundation, it would take at least one or two years.

Zhou Yin's situation was a bit special. It was equivalent to rebuilding his Golden Core, and the benefits brought by dual cultivation were definitely not limited to just rebuilding the Golden Core. It also repaired his originally deficient meridians and spiritual roots compared to ordinary people.

With the help of Zhou Chen, advancing in less than ten years was actually nothing.

But in the eyes of Xiao Yu and Su Song, this Zhou-shishu was simply like a celestial being.

Seeing that Zhou Yin was about to leave, Su Song said loudly, "Zhou-shishu, the acting sect master has ordered that you go see him as soon as you come out of seclusion!"

Zhou Yin ignored him and continued walking out.

Su Song said, "Hey, Shishu!"

He was about to go forward to stop him, but Xiao Yu hurriedly pulled him back. With this delay, Zhou Yin had already walked far away.

Zhou Yin first went to find Yun Zong, but Yun Zong's attendant said he was not there, so Zhou Yin flew towards Yaoguang Peak again.

Zhou Chen asked curiously, "Ah Yin, where are you going?"

Zhou Yin said, "To check on Huang Wenjun."

Speaking of Huang Wenjun, Zhou Chen immediately thought of Liu Xiaowan. Back then, Zhou Yin had entrusted him to Liu Xiaowan's care. That woman was busy dressing up and didn't give him food to eat. As a result, he ran to the back mountain of Mirror Sea by himself.

Unexpectedly, in order to find him, Zhou Yin was almost silenced by Chen Zhong and Wu Feng.

Thinking back on this past event, Zhou Chen was simply gnashing his teeth at that woman Liu Xiaowan, and by extension, he didn't have much good feelings towards Huang Wenjun either.

"I won't allow you to go." His voice sank.

"I'm not going to see Liu Xiaowan." Zhou Yin seemed to know what he was thinking, and there was a slight smile in his eyes.

"Even so, you're not allowed to go. Those few people will only bring you trouble!"

"Can't I go see them before I leave?"

"No... wait, leave?" Zhou Chen keenly grasped the wording in his words.

"This place has undercurrents surging, but it won't be revealed that quickly. I'll leave a letter for Yun Zong, letting him come find me if he has trouble, and then I can leave."

Zhou Yin hadn't forgotten that he still had matters to resolve in the Zhou family's village. Now that over twenty years had passed, human lifespans were limited. If he waited until the other party was old and dead, revenge would be meaningless.

"Where will you go after you leave?" To be honest, Zhou Chen had no good feelings at all towards Shangxuan Sect. In his eyes, these cultivation sects were all half a pound and eight ounces the same. The infighting in Tianyan Sect was fierce, and it didn't seem peaceful here either.

"Dongyue's capital."

Zhou Yin had told him about the matters of the Zhou family's village before, so Zhou Chen understood as soon as he heard it.