Capítulo 1070: Chapter 1089: Chaos Saint Tribulation
“No need for formalities, everyone.”
Ye Xuan sat cross-legged above the Turquoise Pool, without revealing any fearsome aura; yet his mere presence caused the cosmic rules to halt, and the spirits shuddered, gripped by an indescribable sense of awe.
“Since you, Daoists, have arrived, why not show yourselves?”
Ye Xuan sat atop the Heavenly Vault, his expression calm and unperturbed. When his words fell, several rays of red clouds shot forth from the distant heavens.
“Ye Daoist.” Luo Hou sat in the World Annihilation Devil Refinement and nodded towards Ye Xuan, acknowledging his presence.
“This humble Daoist greets Ye Heavenly Venerate.” Xu Puti rode a cloud to arrive, nodding slightly to Ye Xuan before settling himself amidst the clouds.
“Disciple… Ye Heavenly Venerate.”
Primordial Spirit initially intended to call him disciple, yet ultimately refrained, looking at Ye Xuan with complexity, then sitting alongside Lu Ya above the heavens.
“Today’s grand assembly of heaven and earth, aims at imparting the Law and Dao, also granting you an opportunity, displaying the mandate of the Heavenly Court in stewarding the cosmos.” Ye Xuan spoke plainly, his voice echoing throughout the entire Turquoise Pool.
“Thank you, Heavenly Venerate.” The spirits bowed in unison.
Boom!
The heavens shook, the earth trembled, the sound of the Dao resounded.
Ye Xuan sat atop the Heavenly Vault, the sound of myriad Laws emanated from his mouth, echoing throughout the Turquoise Pool, and bringing complete serenity to the Thirty-Three Layered Heaven.
Imparting the Law and Dao, self-reflection.
Ye Xuan imparted the insights gained from his cultivation journey, which was also a form of self-examination.
Three thousand years!
This session of imparting the Law and Dao lasted a full three thousand years, enveloping the entire Turquoise Pool with the light of myriad Laws, and immersing everyone in the sound of Ye Xuan’s myriad Laws, with none uttering a sound.
Some puzzled and perplexed, some instantly enlightened; even Luo Hou and Primordial Spirit had their respective revelations, completely immersed in Ye Xuan’s sermon.
“This sermon, spanning three thousand years, reflects my understanding of cultivation, in the hopes that each of you may gain insight.”
When Ye Xuan’s words concluded, the various Daluo and Quasi-Saints woke up in shock, hurriedly prostrating to express their gratitude to Ye Xuan.
“It’s rare for the Daoists to gather, so I have prepared a small offering of wine. Please do partake.”
Ye Xuan smiled at Luo Hou, Primordial Spirit, and the others, without any discernible gesture. With a gentle wave of his sleeve, the space-time of this realm was altered to the extreme, instantly transporting Ye Xuan and others to the Heavenly Venerate Palace.
Space-time teleportation, altering the heavens and earth.
When Ye Xuan demonstrated such a method, Luo Hou and others felt a complexity, their eyes revealing a trace of bitterness.
In past years, Ye Xuan was but a minor immortal, needing to look up to them.
Yet after more than 3 million years passed, everything had changed. Ye Xuan had become an invincible existence in heaven and earth; they now had to look up to Ye Xuan, which naturally left Luo Hou and others feeling deeply complicated.
Sharing drinks and joyous conversation, sitting and discoursing on the Dao.
Ye Xuan sat in the main seat, with Luo Hou, Primordial Spirit, and others on either side. A jade white table held a pot of Immortal Brew, as Huang Fatty personally filled the glasses for all.
Ye Xuan raised his cup to toast them, saying, “You who are present here have entwined with me in enmities for 3 million years; without your oppression and persecution along the way, there would be no present-day Ye Xuan. With this cup of wine, I toast you.”
Ye Xuan raised his head and drank the wine in his cup, which made Luo Hou, Primordial Spirit, and others feel deeply complicated too, as they also imbibed their cups in silence.
“Good.”
Ye Xuan nodded slowly, raising his cup once more, saying, “This second cup of wine, I toast you for not being able to kill me.”
Ye Xuan drank the second cup of wine, and Luo Hou, Primordial Spirit, and others drank theirs to the bottom, exhaling a breath of stale air.
“Bodhi, with this third cup of wine, I toast you, my brother Wukong’s master.”
“I dare not.”
Ye Xuan and Bodhi Old Ancestor clinked cups and drank it all.
“With this fourth cup of wine, I toast you Luo Hou; without your escape and plot from back then, I would not have transcended three tribulations to the present day.”
“Well said.”
Luo Hou laughed self-deprecatingly, raising a cup with Ye Xuan, and they drained their wine together.
“With this fifth cup of wine, I toast my master Primordial Spirit; without your teaching back then, there would not be today’s Ye Xuan.”
Ye Xuan stood solemnly, holding the cup in both hands as he looked at Primordial Spirit, which made Primordial Spirit’s face complex, raising his cup to drink it all with Ye Xuan.
“With this sixth cup of wine, I still toast my master Primordial Spirit; without your multifaceted plotting, I would never have grown to today’s point.”
Ye Xuan once again drank the wine in his cup, and Primordial Spirit’s face was complex, yet still, he drank the wine in his cup.
“Beichen, Huang Fatty, with this seventh cup of wine, I toast you two; across over 3 million years, you two have always followed me without the slightest disloyalty. Though we are master and servants, in truth, we are brothers, and with this seventh cup of wine, I toast you two.” Ye Xuan raised his cup towards them.
“Sir, please don’t say that; this cup of wine should be us toasting you instead.” Gu Beichen hurriedly raised his cup.
“That’s right. Long ago, Beichen and I were mere mortals; without your grace, sir, how could we have embarked on the path of cultivation? We would have been buried long ago. It’s only right for us to toast you with this cup.”
Huang Fatty and Gu Beichen raised their cups, bowed to Ye Xuan, and quickly drank their wine.
“Good.”
Ye Xuan nodded with a smile.
Whoosh!
Ye Xuan once more poured the eighth cup of wine, raising his cup towards those present, saying, “With this eighth cup of wine, I toast each of you present, hoping you might lend me your strength and inform me of all Pangu’s experiences during the Ninth Tribulation back then.”
Having consumed life’s eight cups of wine, Ye Xuan’s countenance turned solemn, as he gathered Luo Hou, Primordial Spirit, and others here for the matters of the Ninth Tribulation.
Those present exchanged glances before drinking the wine in their cups.
“The Ninth Tribulation is the supreme tribulation, also known as Chaos Thunder Tribulation. It requires undergoing ninety-nine thousand, nine hundred ninety-nine Chaos Thunders.” Primordial Spirit said solemnly.
“Even if one survives these Chaos Thunders, one must endure the scorching of Chaos Thunder Fire.” Luo Hou added.
“If one can successfully endure these two great tribulations, the great Heart Inquiry tribulation will descend. If the will isn’t firm, it would lead to soul scattering and death.” Xu Puti stated gravely.
“Back then, Pangu only survived the Chaos Thunder Tribulation, not even enduring the Chaos Thunder Fire, let alone the so-called great Heart Inquiry tribulation.”
Luo Hou murmured heavily; listening closely one would find a trace of tremor in his tone, showing how unsettled his mind was.
“Pangu only passed through the Chaos Thunder Tribulation?” Ye Xuan’s face froze, with his brows furrowing tightly.
He always thought, although Pangu did not pass the Ninth Tribulation, he wouldn’t fare too poorly; unexpectedly, Pangu fell under the Chaos Thunder Fire, never experiencing the great Heart Inquiry tribulation. Could the Ninth Tribulation be fearsome to such an extent?
“The Heavenly Dao Ninth Tribulation is just the term from the Primordial Prison; the true name should be Chaos Saint Tribulation.”