Former Interstellar Mercenary In Urban Cultivation World-Chapter 797: Divine Artifacts (Part 4)

The Sect Leader Qing was troubled by the same thought.

But then his eyes were lit up as he looked in a certain direction. "No need, someone better suited is already here."

He quickly stepped forward and said, "Elder Ding, when did you leave your seclusion?"

The newcomer was none other than Ding Huiqing’s father, The 5th Elder, Ding Chengxin.

"In the past few days, I remember that even though Senior Tian Wuya’s disciple is an Artificer, she primarily focuses on blade cultivation, right? How can she make a divine artifact?"

The Sect Leader Qing showed a bitter smile, "Let’s talk about that later Elder Ding. Right now, there’s something important I need your help with."

Elder Ding looked up at Kenny Lin, who was moving through the thunder tribulation clouds in the sky.

"You want me to save him?"

"Exactly."

Elder Ding observed for a moment and then suddenly looked surprised, "He’s actually absorbing the thunder tribulation."

Several heads tilted upward in unison, a rather humorous sight.

They saw the white figure, who had rushed towards the purple lightning, suddenly get struck by it.

Just as their hearts skipped a beat, they realized Kenny Lin was still fine, calmly bathing in the purple lightning.

"He’s using the thunder tribulation lightning to temper his body!" The Sect Leader Qing blurted out.

"He’s incredibly bold, but usually, a Nascent Soul cultivator facing purple tribulation lightning would have been reduced to ashes by now. Yet, he’s still holding on," Fengzhu Huayao said in amazement.

"But he won’t last much longer. His cultivation level and physical strength aren’t enough. Elder Ding, shouldn’t you rescue him quickly?" Hou Wanshan looked at Elder Ding.

Elder Ding gently stroked his graying beard, his eyes gleaming, "This young man is very extraordinary. Not only is he holding on, but he’s also using the lightning to temper his body. How is he doing this?"

Even a powerful cultivator like Elder Ding couldn’t figure it out, so the others had no chance of understanding.

What they didn’t know was that Kenny Lin was relying on the Yin-Yang Pearl within him.

The Yin-Yang Pearl could absorb almost anything.

At first, Kenny Lin wasn’t sure, but after trying to guide a bolt of lightning into his body, he discovered that it was possible.

However, while absorbing the lightning’s energy, he also endured the pain of his body being tempered by it.

His robes were nearly burned away, revealing his strong, lean upper body.

Some of the female disciples who are watching this scene from below start to blush and feel their hearts beating fast.

Their junior master uncle wasn’t just incredibly handsome; his body was also amazing.

He was the perfect example of someone who looks slim in clothes but muscular without them.

Most of the purple tribulation lightning had been absorbed by Kenny Lin, leaving less than half to strike the barrier around Nameless Peak, barely causing a ripple.

The clouds in the sky seemed to grow even angrier, and this time, the brewing of the lightning took longer than the last.

The oppressive tribulation clouds flashed repeatedly with purple lightning, each bolt thicker than the last.

After two whole minutes of brewing, the lightning in the clouds gathered into a much larger and stronger bolt.

With a humming roar, it rushed down toward Kenny Lin, who had dared to challenge it.

Kenny Lin looked up at the bolt.

His small figure seemed even more insignificant compared to the powerful purple lightning.

It felt as if the whole world consisted only of him and the bolt of lightning.

Even though they knew he would probably be okay, everyone who was watching this scene couldn’t help but feel their hearts in their throats.

This bolt was clearly much stronger than the previous one.

The sheer pressure it emitted made the disciples’ skin crawl.

"Our junior master uncle is really strong."

"Yeah, I wouldn’t even dare to face the blue lightning directly, and now he’s using purple lightning to temper his body."

"I used to wonder why Master Lian took on a disciple whose talent didn’t seem that outstanding. Now, I realize I was just too naive."

A senior disciple at the Nascent Soul stage said with frustration, "He’s been here for three months and has gone from the peak of Foundation Building to the Nascent Soul stage. If that’s not outstanding, then what are we?"

Another disciple sighed, "It took me twenty years to go from the peak of Foundation Building to Nascent Soul stage..."

"I feel like crying. When our junior master uncle joined the sect, I was already at the early Nascent Soul stage. Now, he’s at the early Nascent Soul stage too, but I’m still stuck at the same level. I haven’t even glimpsed the end of the mid-stage yet," one disciple lamented.

On Autumn Water Peak, a young disciple named Kiran Xiao looked up at the sky where Kenny Lin stood, his expression complicated.

When he first joined the Green Lotus Sect, his cultivation level was the same as Kenny Lin’s.

Now, three months had passed, and Kenny Lin was already at the Nascent Soul stage while Kiran Xiao was still struggling to form his Golden Core.

At first, he thought they were the same, dreaming of joining the sect together and supporting each other.

But now, the gap between them had become an unbridgeable chasm.

Kiran Xiao sighed helplessly.

Unfortunately, talent was something one was born with.

Two hours later, the once-powerful tribulation clouds, which had raged like they were on a power trip, began to weaken, as though the effects had worn off.

The clouds dispersed reluctantly, as if they hadn’t realized they had targeted the wrong person, like expecting a grand entrance but getting someone ordinary instead.

"No wonder Master Lian picked this disciple. After enduring this lightning tribulation, the problem of his rapid cultivation speed has also been solved," Ding Chengxin remarked with admiration.

If only his own son, Ding Huiqing, could be like this, he wouldn’t have so much to worry about.