Chapter 656

Boom!

The terrifying Heavenly Dao tribulation lightning crashed down, landing on Ye Lin.

The violent power of the thunder rampaged like an angry dragon, destroying his meridians and bones.

Lightning light scattered, pouring out into the surroundings.

Man Yin's eyelids couldn't stop twitching.

At first, a single bolt of tribulation lightning could have left Ye Lin without a scrap of residue.

As the kid withstood the heavenly tribulation more and more, his body grew stronger, and gradually, it took more and more lightning to kill him.

By now, even after withstanding the eighth bolt of tribulation lightning, Ye Lin hadn't completely died.

But, the Dao oath tribulation lightning is endless!

Seeing that eight bolts couldn't kill Ye Lin, the even more terrifying ninth bolt arrived in an instant, slamming into Ye Lin, tearing his flesh to shreds and killing him on the spot.

And this was Ye Lin's one-hundredth life-and-death tribulation!

A burst of Great Dao Zen music rang out, and countless chains of order flowed out, beginning to weave through Ye Lin's flesh.

Majestic blood energy began to condense; the countless life-and-death tribulations experienced over the past few months erupted all at once, destroying and recasting every inch of Ye Lin's flesh.

A terrifying body was reborn, looking exactly like the previous Ye Lin, but with an added sense of indescribable pressure.

"Hundred Tribulations Imperial Physique, it's done!"

Ye Lin's face was full of joy; his persistence in getting struck by lightning for these past months hadn't been in vain.

With a light clench of his fist, a fierce and domineering power surged from his limbs and bones toward his knuckles!

At this moment, even without using any forbidden spells, his physical body alone was enough to kill those in the Earth Fiend Realm, and his cultivation had also unknowingly broken through to the early stage of the Profound Realm.

Man Yin sighed gloomily.

"I have nothing left to teach you. If you need me in the future, crush this jade token."

Man Yin handed an ancient jade token to Ye Lin, looking at him as if he were looking at a monster.

Cultivating the Hundred Tribulations Imperial Physique in just a few months meant that Ye Lin had already mastered the Ten Thousand Tribulations God-Refining Art.

From here on, it was just a matter of grinding away with time, constantly upgrading the Hundred Tribulations Imperial Physique until it transformed into the Ten Thousand Calamities Forbidden Physique.

Man Yin couldn't help but feel a sense of loss.

In the face of such talent, his body-refining experience, which he had been so proud of, seemed laughable.

Ye Lin's body-refining process actually had no technique at all; it relied purely on not dying.

His body-refining method was like going onto a national highway to cosplay as a speed bump to scare a semi-truck; scaring it once gets you 1.2 million in insurance compensation, and Ye Lin scared it a hundred times, getting 1.2 billion.

You ask Ye Lin if 1.2 billion is easy to earn? Ye Lin would only tell you it's easy—just lie down there and that's it. If you really lie down there, you'll hear "we are all living with all our might" ringing in your ears.

After Man Yin left, the second peak master, Situ Qi of the Spirit Peak, appeared.

Those signature black pupils were filled with an indescribable eeriness.

"My specialty is pupil arts, but to practice my art, you need to gouge out your own eyes. If you can't learn it, you will lose your sight and become completely blind. Therefore, there is risk in practicing my art..."

Situ Qi was just about to make the stakes clear to Ye Lin so he could consider whether to learn it or not, but before he could finish, a pair of bloody eyeballs were handed to him.

"Old Senior, is one pair enough? If not, I have another pair in the back," Ye Lin said very sincerely.

Situ Qi: "..."

He had heard Man Yin say Ye Lin was very strange, but he hadn't expected him to be strange to this extent.

Situ Qi took a deep breath and began to teach Ye Lin the pupil art.

"The pupil art I practice is called the Soul-Hunting Underworld Pupil. When practiced to a profound level, it can forcibly detain the souls and primordial spirits of living creatures!"

"To practice this art, one must..."

Cultivation knows no time.

Over the next two years, the eight peak masters of the Spirit, Heart, Soul, Rage, Martial, Force, Tool, and Pill Peaks took turns teaching him.

Ye Lin's life was extremely fulfilling; all kinds of rare treasures and precious pills were sent to him constantly, and he practiced the Immortal Cloud Sect's top-tier technique, the Heavenly Heart Return to Ruins Art.

In two years, because he hadn't killed anyone, Ye Lin's cultivation improved slowly, only reaching the Great Perfection of the Profound Realm, but his combat power had undergone a earth-shaking change.

Aside from having no interest in learning tool-refining and pill-refining, he had mastered the core skills of the other peak masters, and due to his high "affinity" for the elements of heaven and earth, he even showed signs of surpassing his masters.

Ye Lin also gradually became familiar with these old men.

"Old geezer, what are we practicing today?"

Another morning, Ye Lin appeared at the entrance of the nursing home, his black hair glistening, the whole person looking like a banished immortal fallen from the heavens, possessing an otherworldly aura.

His aura was somewhat restrained, but a closer look would reveal that the blood energy within him was vast and majestic, like an ocean.

"Today... we're not practicing."

"Hmm? Are we resting today? Then shall we start again tomorrow?" Ye Lin asked, puzzled.

"Tomorrow... we're not practicing either."

The nine peak masters gathered at the nursing home, looking at Ye Lin with complex expressions.

Primordial Spiritual Root! Truly worthy of being a forbidden-level existence!

In just two years, the peak masters' lifelong skills had all been learned by Ye Lin.

Now, they had nothing left to teach Ye Lin; Ye Lin had drained them dry, and the only thing he lagged behind in was his cultivation realm.

Situ Qi took a deep breath and said to Ye Lin.

"Ye Lin, we have taught you everything we can. The path ahead must be walked by yourself."

"Are you trying to kick me out?"

If humans are not plants, how can they be heartless? Ye Lin's emotions instantly became agitated.

"I've stayed in this nursing home for two years and six months; I know every blade of grass and every tree here by heart. I even gave names to the chickens in the yard, and you're actually trying to kick me out?"

Seeing Ye Lin's display of true feelings, the peak masters couldn't bear it, but they steeled their hearts and said.

"A fledgling eagle must leave the nest to learn how to fly; staying here any longer will do you more harm than good!"

No cultivator becomes a great expert by relying solely on closed-door meditation.

Only by going out to train, fighting people, fighting the earth, and fighting the heavens can one truly make what they have learned their own.

"You're actually trying to kick me out! Are your hearts made of iron? Do you have no feelings at all?"

Ye Lin's eyes reddened, and large teardrops fell pitter-patter.

Seeing Ye Lin crying, the peak masters' hearts couldn't help but twist together; during this time, they had truly come to treat Ye Lin like their own child.

They were just about to step forward to comfort Ye Lin when they heard him continue.

"Since I'm leaving, don't you plan to give me a hundred or eighty innate supreme treasures for self-defense?"