Chapter 63: Tribulation Crossing and Ascension! Dao Ye Has Succeeded! (Please Follow!)

“We’re here?”

Chu Wange rubbed her sleepy eyes, as if just waking from sleep.

But those with sharp eyes could tell that her dao aura was thick and her sword intent even sharper—clearly, she had made another breakthrough.

Everyone knew Chu Wange’s realm—Qi Refining peak.

Surely, pushing further beyond this peak brought her one step closer to Foundation Establishment.

No wonder she’s the Immortal List Top Graduate!

Envy flickered in everyone’s eyes—even He Shixiong of the Dao Academy paused, momentarily stunned, the instant he saw Chu Wange rise.

But then he glanced at Lin Mo beside her…

He seemed utterly ordinary by comparison.

Qi Refining 8th Layer was decent enough, but among the new students of the Nine Dao Academies, it was only middling-upper tier.

Many even thought, “Why is he in the Immortal List’s Top Ten? I could do it too!”

“Look! Is that Wudao Cliff?”

Suddenly, a cry rang out from the crowd; everyone turned toward the direction the voice pointed.

Amid swirling mist and clouds, dark mountain ranges rose and fell, half-hidden, like a flowing scroll.

Between layered peaks, one towering mountain stood out—rising beyond the sea of clouds, stretching endlessly upward, nearly touching the Nine Heavens.

Even though they were already above the clouds, they had to tilt their heads upward just to take in its full height.

The mountain was majestic and imposing, noble and upright, its jagged rocks full of charm, radiating a faint spiritual energy.

“So big! So grand!”

Someone in the crowd sighed again, instantly shattering the solemn atmosphere everyone had been building.

Everyone wanted to mock something, but after thinking, they realized their minds were blank—no fitting words came to mind.

Lin Mo had even briefly thought Zhang Daha had slipped into the crowd, but then he recalled—if it were Zhang Da, he’d probably shout, “Wocao, so big and grand!”

Zhuang Weinan smiled and said, “That’s right—that’s Wudao Cliff.”

Lin Mo gazed at the cliff’s peak, seemingly reaching straight to the heavens, and felt his chest open with awe.

What kind of view would one see from the summit…?

The moment this thought arose, the sky above suddenly churned—clouds and auroras vanished as rolling black clouds surged from the horizon, rapidly converging toward the peak of Wudao Cliff.

Before anyone could react, a wild, almost manic shout echoed from the cliff’s summit:

“Ahahaha! Dao Ye has succeeded!!!”

Only then did everyone notice a figure standing atop Wudao Cliff, clad in a Daoist robe, wild-eyed, his voice drifting through layers of mist:

“Three years of enlightenment, sudden awakening—today, I prove the Dao and ascend!”

Someone is ascending?

Lin Mo’s eyes widened sharply, but Zhuang Weinan said, “Lucky day—someone’s undergoing Tribulation Crossing for Foundation Establishment.”

Oh, it’s just Foundation Establishment…

He twitched his lips—the guy up top made it sound like he was becoming a celestial immortal.

He Shixiong smiled and said:

“Good timing—you can all observe how others draw down lightning for Tribulation Crossing. Good experience.”

Hearing this, everyone grew serious, fixing their gazes on the cliff’s summit.

Most of the new students had never witnessed a Tribulation Crossing firsthand—even Chu Wange, the Immortal List Top Graduate, looked slightly more attentive.

The crowd fell silent, afraid of disturbing the one undergoing Tribulation Crossing far above.

The black clouds on the horizon churned violently, faint lightning flickering within, sending chills down spines.

He Shixiong nodded slightly and remarked:

“This man’s aura is thick, his foundation solid—he’s reached Qi Refining peak. He has a good chance of surviving the lightning tribulation. Watch closely—you may gain much.”

Everyone nodded, holding their breath, their focus deepening.

The heavenly tribulation didn’t keep the observers waiting long. After a moment, a bolt of lightning shot from the heavens, cleaving a path through the dark clouds, then striking straight down toward the man atop the peak.

“Crack!!”

A deafening thunderclap exploded beside them—the lightning struck the summit with perfect precision.

Several rocks shattered and flew outward, tumbling down the cliff, dust instantly obscuring the top, hiding all sight of what lay within.

Everyone tensed instinctively, eyes locked on the summit.

Moments later, the dust cleared—but no figure remained on the cliff’s peak.

Lin Mo’s brow furrowed slightly. “Did he… ascend?”

“Uh…” Zhuang Weinan’s face twisted with awkwardness. “He failed the tribulation. His body perished, his Dao dissolved.”

“Ssshh~!”

The crowd sucked in a collective breath, glancing involuntarily toward He Shixiong at the front of the deck.

Didn’t you say his aura was thick and he had a good chance?

He Shixiong frowned slightly, cleared his throat, and said: “The Immortal Path is long—every step must be taken with care, with caution. One misstep, and you vanish into nothingness, your body destroyed, your Dao erased.”

Here, his face twisted with disdain: “This man is surely a new student from outside the Nine Dao Academies. Three years on Wudao Cliff—and still can’t master the Hundred-Day Foundation Establishment Method? Hmph. A waste.”

“You must take heed. Don’t think passing the Immortal Exam Realm means you’re safe. Don’t forget—you’re still in the mortal realm!”

His lecture successfully shifted everyone’s focus to the looming threat of Tribulation Crossing.

Youbei CPU Le … Lin Mo muttered inwardly, though some of He Shixiong’s words weren’t wrong.

Though all these new students had been accepted by Qingshan Sect, as long as they hadn’t ascended to the Spirit Realm, they hadn’t truly stepped onto the Immortal Path.

During his time aboard the Immortal Vessel, Lin Mo had read the Qingshan Sect’s Foundation Establishment handbook and learned much about Wudao Cliff.

The most important thing he’d noted was the success rate of Tribulation Crossing.

New students from the Nine Dao Academies had a very high success rate—over ninety percent.

But new students from the other twenty-one ordinary Dao Academies had a success rate of only sixty to seventy percent—a massive gap.

And from Wudao Cliff onward, the difference would become stark.

Amid the new students’ murmurs, the Immortal Vessel slowly glided toward the mid-slope of Wudao Cliff, then anchored at a specially carved platform on the mountainside.

Before even disembarking, the Qingshan Sect new students saw a crowd already gathered on the mountainside.

They wore Daoist robes of different styles.

Clearly, they weren’t just from the Nine Dao Academies—they included new students from the other twenty-one ordinary Dao Academies too.

The number was vast—at a glance, thousands strong.

He Shixiong turned to look at the fading black clouds on the horizon, where a golden glow now spilled slowly from the heavens, a breathtaking sight.

He then turned back to the new students and said:

“Ladies and gentlemen, timing is perfect—today is the first day of the Hundred-Day Radiance.”

He glanced again at the ordinary Dao Academy students gathered on the slope, a faint smirk on his lips:

“Qingshan Sect’s position is at the summit. Don’t waste time—climb the mountain now.”