Chapter 293: Cullen Family

Zhang Sanfeng still needed to guard the entrance to the Demon Cave and could not leave; after Meng Yifan consulted Zhang Sanfeng on some precautions needed for undergoing the Thunder Tribulation, he left the Ancient Tomb.

In the time that followed, Meng Yifan hid in the secret chamber of the base, receiving high-voltage electric shocks every day to better adapt his body to the power of thunder and lightning.

Additionally, Meng Yifan arranged for Jiang Hailong to purchase large lightning rods and other lightning-protection equipment to set up the site for the tribulation.

Meng Yifan prepared to undergo the tribulation on Earth not only because he was surrounded by powerful enemies in the Great Wu Heavenly Dynasty and could not undergo it in peace, but also for another reason: after Earth entered the End of Dharma Era, the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi was exhausted, so the Thunder Tribulation formed would be relatively lower in power.

If the success rate of undergoing the tribulation in the Great Wu Heavenly Dynasty was a slim chance of survival, then on Earth in the End of Dharma Era, the success rate was at least fifty percent.

Coupled with lightning rods and other equipment, Meng Yifan had an eighty percent certainty that he could successfully pass the Thunder Tribulation and advance to a Fifth-grade Cultivator.

As the days passed, the Spirit Power fluctuations on Meng Yifan's body became increasingly fierce, nearing the threshold of advancement; if he wanted to undergo the tribulation now, he only needed to shake his body to trigger a resonance with Heaven and Earth, and he could summon the Thunder Tribulation.

Meng Yifan was not in a rush to undergo the tribulation; instead, he kept increasing the voltage to simulate the power of the Thunder Tribulation, and through constant exposure to electric shocks, some miraculous changes were slowly occurring within his body.

Time spent cultivating always passes quickly, and before he knew it, five days had gone by.

On the sixth day, Meng Yifan sat on an iron chair, his hands and feet each gripping an industrial power cable, enduring the constant shocks of 660V voltage; electric sparks would pop out on his skin from time to time.

If it were an ordinary person, they would have long since been charred, but Meng Yifan had already adapted to this level of electric shock, even crossing his legs and humming a tune leisurely.

This level of electric shock counted as his leisure time; in these past few days, Meng Yifan had already endured high-voltage shocks of one hundred thousand, or even one million volts—that feeling was truly exhilarating.

Even with Meng Yifan protecting his body with Spirit Power and True Qi, he was still shocked into full-body convulsions and nearly passed out.

"Thump! Thump! Thump!" Suddenly, the door to the secret chamber was knocked on rhythmically.

"Yifan." Jiang Hailong's somewhat anxious voice sounded from outside the door.

Meng Yifan frowned; before he went into closed-door cultivation, he had instructed Jiang Hailong not to disturb his cultivation unless there was an emergency. Jiang Hailong was not someone who didn't know the urgency of matters; now that he had come to find him, could something major have happened?

Meng Yifan released the cables, stood up to turn off the transformer, and then opened the secret chamber door.

"Yifan, it's bad. Hu Youwei and his daughter have both been captured, and even Du Qingyun had his hands and feet broken and was taken away. The other side sent word that if you want the lives of those three, you must go alone to Hulu Island on the high seas at nine o'clock tomorrow morning to pick them up," Jiang Hailong said.

Meng Yifan was stunned. Hu Youwei and his daughter were Meng Yifan's business partners who sold the local specialties he brought back from the Great Wu Heavenly Dynasty World to accumulate wealth for him, and Du Qingyun was considered Meng Yifan's grand-disciple; these three were quite important to Meng Yifan.

Now that they had all been captured, and he was told to go to Hulu Island alone to pick them up, it was obvious that the other side was prepared and was targeting Meng Yifan.

Du Qingyun was a Three-Rank Lower-Stage Immortal Cultivator and also a behind-the-scenes boss of the Hong Sect; he was already a true expert on Earth today. He didn't expect that he would have his hands and feet broken; the person who did it was at least a mid-stage Third-grade expert or higher.

"Do you know who they are?" Meng Yifan asked.

Jiang Hailong looked grave and said, "The other side didn't hide their identity; I found out easily. They are from the Western Cullen Family."

"People from a vampire family." Meng Yifan pondered for a moment. The other side must have known that this Valley in Wild Man Mountain possessed mysterious Eastern arrays, so the Cullen Family captured Hu Youwei, his daughter, and Du Qingyun, forcing Meng Yifan to go to Hulu Island, just to avoid the interference of the arrays.

Moreover, the Cullen Family likely had some special arrangements on Hulu Island; if Meng Yifan went, he might never return.

"Yifan, should we go to save Hu Youwei, his daughter, and Du Qingyun?" Jiang Hailong asked.

"Save them, of course I must save them. It just so happens that I also need some Vampire Blood Cores; they actually delivered themselves to my doorstep."

"Hailong, you guard me; I will go undergo the Thunder Tribulation today. After I succeed, I will go meet those vampires who traveled from afar and teach them a lesson. Shenzhou is a forbidden zone for other Immortal Cultivators; those who offend my Shenzhou shall be punished, no matter how far away they are!" Meng Yifan said.

The location Meng Yifan chose for the tribulation was a small hill not far from this Valley base. The Cannons in the base had already locked onto the surrounding area; as long as any enemy dared to approach this zone, the Cannons could bombard the entire vicinity.

Not only that, Meng Yifan had already confirmed with Zhang Sanfeng that Zhang Sanfeng's strength had recovered significantly; even while guarding the entrance to the Demon Cave, his Spiritual Power could condense into a line and cover the area near this small hill.

At this moment, Zhang Sanfeng's Flying Sword was lurking beneath the small hill; if any enemies really came to launch a sneak attack while Meng Yifan was undergoing the tribulation, Zhang Sanfeng's Flying Sword would slaughter every invading enemy.

This was the reliance Meng Yifan had to undergo the tribulation on the small hill with peace of mind.

Meng Yifan was Zhang Sanfeng's last disciple, and Zhang Sanfeng valued Meng Yifan highly. If Meng Yifan truly encountered a life-or-death crisis, Zhang Sanfeng would rather abandon the entrance to the Demon Cave he had suppressed for eighty years to save Meng Yifan.

Two hours later, on a desolate small hill in Wild Man Mountain, Meng Yifan sat cross-legged with his five hearts facing Heaven. The abundant Spirit Power within his body was like a vast river of Spirit Power, surging and churning, flowing rapidly along his extraordinary meridians.

When the river of Spirit Power completed one Great Heavenly Cycle, a series of crackling sounds suddenly came from Meng Yifan's body; his bones and muscles resonated, and the surrounding air vibrated accordingly.

This vibration sound traveled from near to far, and this peculiar sound of bones and muscles resonating rippled throughout the entire world.

The sky, which had been cloudless for ten thousand miles, suddenly became covered in dark clouds.

A mass of dark clouds covering a radius of ten kilometers appeared above Meng Yifan's head, within which bolts of lightning twisted and turned like swimming dragons, and bursts of muffled thunder sounded like the urgent war drums on an ancient battlefield.

At the very moment the thunderclouds were rapidly forming, far away on the Temple Mount in Jerusalem in the West, an old man with a wrinkled face and white hair was basking in the sun, dozing off.

Suddenly, as if the white-haired old man had sensed something, he opened his eyes abruptly, and two dazzling white lights flashed like lightning, disappearing in an instant.