Chapter 2765: This place has no heavenly tribulation for breakthrough?

Watching the bowl of rice that Heavenly Spirit gave Zhao Tianqing, filled to the brim, the people of the Iron Peak Tribe nearby became somewhat dissatisfied.

"Hey, kid, what do you mean? Why is his bowl so full? Look at how the point has piled up."

"Not only is it heaped, this bowl is also overly large, right? Is this a bowl or a basin?"

"I earned this rice with my ability, what's the problem?"

Facing the dissatisfaction of the Iron Peak Tribe crowd, Zhao Tianqing pursed his lips, then happily held a large bowl of food, found an empty spot, squatted down, and began eating heartily.

One bite, and it was that flavor—finally he got to eat it.

For a moment, Zhao Tianqing felt like tears of an old man streaming down—just to eat this bite of rice, how hard has his old body worked?

Even when he first stepped onto the path of cultivation, he hadn't been this desperate—his old bones were almost being torn apart.

However, Zhao Tianqing's ability to come here was both unexpected and reasonable.

After all, Zhao Tianqing's cultivation level, while not matching the elders of the Iron Peak Tribe, is still not bad compared to ordinary tribesmen.

During this time, he trained desperately in the Smelting Furnace Method, greatly increasing his strength, so this bowl of rice was rightfully his to have a bite.

On the other side, Tianlin, facing the opposition of the Iron Peak Tribe people, also explained with reason and evidence.

"Everyone, I haven't broken any rules; as for that bowl, there's nothing wrong with it—your bowls aren't much smaller, are they?"

"This…………………"

Hearing this, the Iron Peak Tribe people all fell silent.

Their bowls were naturally not small either—they had already used the largest bowls they could find; who would use a small bowl when eating at Ye Zhangqing's place, unless they were brainless?

Seeing the Iron Peak Tribe people speechless, Tianlin grinned.

Before, the Human Race couldn't break through on their own; even though he was anxious, he had no other choice—surely they couldn't break the rules.

But now, Zhao Tianqing came here relying on his own strength to get rice; nobody had anything to say—what's wrong with me dishing out a bit more?

Obviously breaking the rules, Tianlin wouldn't dare, but adding a little more in these small details, keeping a steady hand, is no big deal.

Unable to find a rebuttal, the Iron Peak Tribe people finally had no choice but to disperse helplessly, each going to eat.

At this meal, the Human Race finally had someone eat; this undoubtedly gave a huge boost to their morale.

Watching that figure squatting among the Iron Peak Tribe crowd, many Human Race cultivators, though drooling with hunger, felt the fire in their hearts burn ever brighter.

The Human Race, too, could enjoy this hot bowl of rice even under the circumstance of being surrounded by wolves.

Desperate effort, hard work—later they would surely have their own place.

Many thought this way; for a time, the Human Race's cultivation efforts became even more fervent.

It could no longer be described as risking one's life; it was practically courting death, and the bloodshed never ceased.

After improving the cultivation method, the Smelting Furnace Law, people paid no heed to the intensified pain, instead forcibly increasing the speed.

If Zhao Lao can eat rice, then they certainly can as well.

That evening's dinner, Zhao Tianqing ate again—indeed, it wasn't luck but true ability.

Having eaten two meals in a row, this proves the path is correct; as long as one is willing to strive, they can eat.

In the following days, many Human Race cultivators went completely berserk.

And with such frenzied, arduous cultivation, the resulting effect goes without saying—describing it as rapid progress is no exaggeration.

Furthermore, on this day, during cultivation, someone suddenly stopped moving; before nearby companions could notice, the next second they only felt that person's spiritual power erupt violently.

This is a sign of an impending breakthrough.

This disturbance quickly drew everyone's attention; Zhao Tianqing, having gathered himself, looked at the Human Race cultivator who had begun breaking through, and his face darkened.

"Are you sick? You're breaking through here—quickly go outside the tribe to find a spot and figure out how to undergo the heavenly tribulation on your own."

Even the weakest among those present, if they break through their cultivation level, must undergo the heavenly tribulation.

Moreover, the power of that lightning tribulation is absolutely not to be underestimated.

Undergoing the heavenly tribulation within the Iron Peak Tribe, not to mention affecting many companions nearby, the tribe itself would likely be razed to the ground.

You're being oblivious, aren't you?

However, facing Zhao Tianqing's angry shout, this person showed no reaction; after a short while—about a hundred breaths—he finally raised his head and said.

"Zhao Lao, I've finished breaking through."

Huh???

Upon hearing this, Zhao Tianqing and everyone present were stunned; they looked at the person who had completed the breakthrough, then lifted their heads to look at the azure sky.

Their eyes were full of suspicion.

Breakthrough complete? Where's the heavenly tribulation? Why is the sky still so blue? Something's off.

For a moment, everyone couldn't process it—this shouldn't be happening, right? Where's the heavenly tribulation?

Zhao Tianqing even stepped forward personally, examined the person's cultivation, and found that they had indeed broken through—no lying.

But after this breakthrough, the expected heavenly tribulation did not appear.

For a moment, Zhao Tianqing's mind gave rise to a bold hypothesis.

Could it be that within the Barbarian God Tribe Divine Realm there is no heavenly tribulation?

He shared his guess with everyone; hearing it, they were first stunned, then someone exclaimed joyfully.

"If that's the case, then this Barbarian God Tribe Divine Realm is practically a cultivation holy land."

"Yeah, if there truly is no heavenly tribulation, then our breakthroughs would be completely free of worries."

For Human Race cultivators, aside from the difficulty of the breakthrough itself, the next challenge is dealing with the heavenly tribulation.

This thing cannot be helped by others, and might even harm oneself.

Thus, each heavenly tribulation is, for Human Race cultivators, a ghost gate; passing it makes the cultivation path a smooth road, but failing means only death and disappearance.

To undergo the heavenly tribulation, Human Race cultivators need to prepare so many things; in this regard, nobody dares claim absolute safety.

But now, the Barbarian God Tribe Divine Realm lacks heavenly tribulation, which completely removes a major threat for the many Human Race cultivators.

In an instant, everyone's eyes lit up.

This truly is a Xiūliàn holy land.

Even Zhao Tianqing's eyes flashed with surprise, and he immediately nodded.

"Good, good, good, this way we can act freely."

"Everyone, this is a great opportunity; whether you can seize it depends on your own abilities."

"Zhao Lao, rest assured, we understand."

Everyone nodded heavily; even without Zhao Lao saying it, they understood the meaning.

In a moment, everyone's Xiūliàn became even more arduous.

Over the next few days, people began to break through one after another, and the heavenly tribulation never appeared at all; for the Human Race, this was practically a blessing that only existed in dreams.