Chapter 337: Uncle Three's Heavenly Tribulation

Chuyang, my nephew, save me!

Uncle Three is going to die, Chuyang—if you don't come out, he'll really die.

He wasn't there yet, but his voice arrived first.

Hearing those two lines, Chen Chuyang froze, watching Uncle Three sprint over as the heavenly tribulation chased behind him, ready to strike at any moment; seeing Uncle Three's cultivation on the verge of forming a golden core—a step whose completion time he didn't know, and which didn't require his help—Chen Chuyang inwardly raised his opinion of Uncle Three's talent.

Compared to his father and second uncle, Uncle Three's talent and strength seemed even greater; seeing the carefree Uncle Three actually reach this stage on his own was rare—indeed, in this world, those who attain this level are exceedingly rare, all of them geniuses.

Forming a golden core seems simple, but it's actually hard—one must survive many severe tribulations, each nearly fatal.

Having cultivated all the way, cutting through thorns and slaying countless foes, the lives he's taken number not just in the thousands but in the hundreds and tens; anyone who reaches this stage is undoubtedly a renowned genius, having fought his way through with absolute strength.

Without his interference and aid, the Chen Clan's best chance to produce a golden core would be Uncle Three, not Father or Second Uncle.

Uncle Three, are you being pursued by the heavenly tribulation?

Seeing Chen Chuyang emerge, Uncle Three Chen Shen was overjoyed, grabbed him in a bear hug and almost kissed his face; Chen Chuyang refused and pushed him away.

He's a full-grown man and doesn't like men.

Chuyang, nephew, please help Uncle Three this time—he went overboard, didn't expect to draw the heavenly tribulation, and is still bewildered, not knowing why it struck.

Uncle Three, seeing the heavenly tribulation, he charged straight for Longshe Mountain without pause; Chuyang, nephew, give me advice—what should I do?

Chen Chuyang led Uncle Three away from Longshe Mountain's area, ensuring the heavenly tribulation wouldn't destroy its formation or damage its spirit veins.

The surrounding ground must also remain intact—underground lies his secret base.

They raced all the way to Second Uncle's tribulation ground; Chen Chuyang let go of Uncle Three and asked, "Uncle Three, what did you do?"

Uncle Three scratched his head: "I don't know either; I just somehow formed a golden core—I simply took the Dragon Blood Pill you gave me, then went into seclusion, and then..."

Realizing this, out of curiosity Uncle Three took the pill, his cultivation broke through, and he formed a golden core.

It happened quickly; Chen Chuyang glanced inside Uncle Three's body and saw him absorbing the Dragon Blood Pill's energy, with some still left to self-refine, and his body was already strong enough for golden-core level.

In every way he surpasses what Father and Second Uncle were at that stage; they were all fooled by Uncle Three's appearance.

If anyone in the Chen Clan can form a golden core alone, it's definitely Uncle Three—he's the fastest and the most steady.

Uncle Three, the heavenly tribulation is here—you can't die!

Chen Chuyang smiled, waved, and swiftly left the tribulation's range—no one knows its bounds better than he does.

He knew it too well—Uncle Three's tribulation seemed a bit stronger than his father's and second uncle's, so Chen Chuyang gave Uncle Another look.

Sure, this tribulation is the strongest I've seen apart from my own; Uncle Three's talent and ability are indeed top-notch—he just loves to mess around.

After meeting Liu Yuer, Uncle Three settled down and cultivated in earnest.

His cultivation and realm surged ahead, and he formed a golden core.

At this pace of cultivation, Chen Chuyang soon became pleased; it appeared the Chen Clan wasn't devoid of talent—he had simply overlooked it.

Chuyang, nephew, you can't go—you can't abandon Uncle Three.

Kid, how can you run off?

Uncle Three is going to die.

Ah.

The heavenly tribulation struck, and Uncle Three's voice cut off abruptly.

Heavenly lightning bolts fell one after another; they don't care who you are or how strong you are—exactly the destined number of tribulation bolts fall, neither more nor less.

If one provokes the tribulation, that's a different story.

Oh dear, how awful—Uncle Three can manage it.

After the first tribulation passed, Uncle Three Chen Shen crawled up resentfully and glanced at Chen Chuyang.

Chen Chuyang warned, "Uncle Three, the second tribulation is coming—be careful."

Boom—

The tribulation bombarded again, and Uncle Three's anguished cries rang out.

His clothes were shredded, his hair scorched.

A rich burnt scent drifted in the air, and Chen Chuyang caught it.

Uncle Three got up; aside from looking rather miserable on the surface, he was fine.

Some impurities were flushed from his body; the tribulation was essentially a tempering process.

Impurities in his body, his true qi, and his soul all underwent baptism.

If he can endure it, his body will undergo astonishing changes.

Forming a golden core marks the official entry into the cultivation realm.

Not just anyone can form a golden core—talent, strength, and luck are all essential.

Boom—rumble—

The ensuing tribulation bolts fell faster, darker, and more powerful.

Each thunderclap shook the surrounding sky.

All the forest and demon beasts fled to their dens, trembling—being naturally afraid of lightning, they dared not show themselves.

Even a stray bolt of lightning could be deadly to them.

The vicinity of Longshe Mountain became a tribulation no‑go zone; no one dared near, and Chen Chuyang stood there, regretting that he saw no one to rob.

Even the Holy Maiden Zhuge Ruolan of the Yin Gui Sect—who usually loved to join the fun—was nowhere to be seen; normally she'd be the first to appear at any disturbance and then bring Chen Chuyang gifts.

This time, no—actually, she didn't show up last time either.

Lately she hasn't come to bring congratulatory gifts; this won't do—next time we meet I'll give her a proper schooling, for such a happy occasion she ought to come and congratulate.

And the other strong ones as well—why aren't they coming?

Especially some demon beasts—if they came to interfere, that would be even better; Chen Chuyang could harvest their blood to boost the Ascending Dragon Pool's fluid and power.

Nearby demon beasts have all fled; around Chen Chuyang's Longshe Mountain and Longshe Cheng within a hundred li, there's no trace of demon beasts—only some uncultivated wild beasts, which pose no threat.

Wild Dragon Snake cave heaven collapsed, the leaked bit of aura, enough Protector those demon beasts.

Under the principle of seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune, most demon beasts will flee for their lives; they will not foolishly run here.

Boom—.

The last bolt of lightning fell; Third Uncle bore it through.

The heavenly tribulation clouds in the sky began to dissipate; Chen Chuyang still followed his old rule, and would not let the tribulation clouds go.

He charged straight into the interior of the tribulation clouds, not letting them dissipate just like that.

He allowed the lightning's power to bombard his body, inside and out.

Finally, Chen Chuyang swallowed all the heavenly thunder in one gulp; the sky returned to calm.

It was as if nothing had happened.

Third Uncle Chen Shen stood up, blinked, and watched the descending figure in the sky.

He was dumbfounded.