CHAPTER 425: CHAPTER 418 YE FAMILY CELESTIAL SPIRIT ROOT (FIRST UPDATE, PLEASE SUBSCRIBE)

As the children grew up, and with the sweet talk of a certain man, sometimes hot and sometimes cold, she fell into it instead.

From initial reluctance, she became willing and eager.

Until now, upon hearing the news of him crossing the tribulation.

In a daze, Zhao Ruming took the letter and opened it.

In the letter, there were less than three hundred words, requesting his mother to accept her as a disciple, providing her protection.

Celestial Spirit Root talent, very powerful.

At least in the early stages, there is a considerable advantage, with a fast cultivation speed, requiring only two to three hundred years to attain the Golden Core, with no bottlenecks before Golden Core Peak.

But to a Nascent Soul True Monarch, the Celestial Spirit Root is just like that.

Because the benefits of the Celestial Spirit Root are exhausted before the Nascent Soul, standing at the same starting line with other Golden Core cultivators to reach the Nascent Soul Realm, with no higher probability.

The Celestial Spirit Root cultivator has reason to be proud before the Purple Mansion, but facing a Golden Core cultivator, they are seen as equals, and facing a Nascent Soul, they can only look up.

Upon seeing that Ice Soul True Monarch, she must call her mother.

Unfortunately, that Ice Soul True Monarch has too many daughters-in-law to remember her, but with this letter, there is a chance for connections and protection.

"Husband, be careful!" Zhao Ruming said, "I await you!"

After saying this, Zhao Ruming departed.

...

Soon after, many of the living descendants came forward.

Grandchildren, great-grandchildren, and great-great-grandchildren arrived one after another, numbering in the thousands.

But more descendants disappeared, turning to dust, memories fading away; some died in meditation, in battle, during beast tides, and some due to accidents.

Seeing many descendants, Lu Fan felt a hint of joy; though lacking in talent, he made significant contributions to the clan’s proliferation.

Among his descendants, there are Foundation Establishment Cultivators, Purple Mansion Cultivators, and two Golden Core Cultivators.

Among these two Golden Core Cultivators, one is his son, the other his grandson. His son Lu Mingxuan is an Ice Spirit Root Cultivator, four hundred years old, who crossed the tribulation thirty years ago and attained the Golden Core; his grandson Lu Qiweng is a Metal Celestial Spirit Root cultivator, three hundred years old, who crossed the tribulation fifty years ago and attained the Golden Core.

Looking at these descendants, Lu Fan said: "I’m glad you could come! Soon I will be crossing the tribulation; life and death are uncertain. If I am unfortunate enough to die in the tribulation, do not grieve. I have a legacy, but I do not intend to divide it among you. In dividing the wealth, there isn’t actually much!"

"I will leave part of the wealth in the clan as a reward for outstanding descendants!"

"I hope you will strive hard and contribute to the prosperity of the Lu Family!"

"A cultivator lives in this world, striving merely to become stronger and for longevity, may become lost in the pursuit of Dao. Cultivators should learn to find their home, for with a home, the heart is not confused, the spirit warmed, and they will not lose themselves, losing one’s self!"

"You should be grateful for being born into the Lu Family, as with a father’s protection, your starting point is higher than many cultivators, allowing you to cultivate in peace, without worrying about killing for treasure; when bullied outside, as long as you’re in the right, the Lu Family will support you, and because of the Lu Family, you bypass many detours!"

After speaking, he again beckons some descendants forward.

One by one, they stepped up to receive instructions.

Many descendants, seeing the ancestor giving his last instructions, were all filled with sadness.

Finally, only two Golden Core cultivators remained.

He took out a letter and handed it to Lu Mingxuan, and Lu Fan said: "If I successfully cross the tribulation, all will be well, and this letter will be of no use; but if I fail, take this letter to see your father, who will give you some face!"

"Understood, father!"

Lu Mingxuan said, with a hint of sadness in his eyes.

In a daze, he recalled that ancestor of old.

He once thought his talent was transcendent, surpassing the ancestor was inevitable.

Until attesting to Golden Core, perceiving the gap between Golden Core and Nascent Soul, he knew he had fallen short.

He, a mere Golden Core cultivator, could not win the ancestor’s high regard; even his grandson’s status was insufficient to gain the ancestor’s esteem.

After all, there were too many grandchildren and great-grandchildren, and closeness was not possible.

But with this letter from his father and his father’s passing, the grandfather might, on account of his father, offer some support, helping to solve difficult matters, offering some guidance.

But Lu Qiweng spoke: "Grandfather, no need for this letter! In the future, I will surpass Xuanji Lao Zu?"

Evidently, he did not care.

He thought his talent was good, luck was great, comprehension outstanding, sure to surpass Xuanji True Monarch.

"Enough, let it be so!"

Lu Fan said.

After everything was explained, he began to dismiss the juniors, adjusting his Essence, Qi, and Spirit to the strongest state.

...

Time passed, and finally, the third day arrived.

Everyone waited.

At this moment, tribulation clouds gathered in the void, tides of destruction surged, Spiritual Qi wave after wave, like the sea.

As the black clouds formed, streaks of destructive thunderbolts gathered within.

Beneath the thunderbolts, a figure appeared, it was Lu Fan.

Boom boom boom!

In just a few breaths, the thunderbolts submerged everything.

The void turned into a realm of silver white.

"Husband, you must work hard!"

On the mountaintop, Murong Xue, Ye Qingqing, Zhao Ruming, and other concubines whispered, cheering in their hearts.

The husband, greedy and lecherous, was yet a good husband; no one wishes to be a widow, silently praying at this moment.

...

"Brother, you must work hard!"

On another mountaintop, Lu Xian cheered inwardly, anxious at heart.

He had Celestial Spirit Root and a Pure Yang Dao Body, with rich Destiny, resolving the unseen tribulations.

The Golden Core Three Tribulations, to many cultivators, was a journey of Nine Deaths and One Life.

But to him, it was just a process.

When crossing the Golden Core Three Tribulations, he easily broke through and attained the Golden Core.

But for other cultivators, crossing the tribulation was much more difficult and dangerous.

Over the years, among the Lu family, more than twenty cultivators crossed the tribulation, but only ten succeeded, attaining the Golden Core.

This was due to the Lu family’s recent luck, resolving most tribulation qi.

But in the vast Chu Country, if ten out of a hundred cultivators succeeded in crossing the tribulation, it was already remarkable.

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"Son, you must work hard!"

Lu Xuanji silently consoled in his heart.

Offering only praise and support to his son, everything else depended on him.

If he were to intervene in the tribulation, it would become larger, and even he could be struck dead within.

All matters can seek outside help, but the tribulation can only be resolved by oneself, not relying on others.

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Boom boom boom!

The Celestial Tribulation continued, growing in power.

At the moment of the sixth tribulation, Celestial Thunder, Nightmare Wind, Celestial Fire, etc., swept down.

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PS: Just one update this morning!