Who Let Him Cultivate?! (WX)

Wu Yao had deliberated for a long time before deciding to condense the Creation Dao Fruit. This Dao Fruit could mediate creation, evolve all things, and also bestow fortune upon oneself, altering fate and turning misfortune into blessing.

After being swindled by the Qilin Immortal, clashing with Hui Doudou, and fighting Yun Zhi, he realized the vast gulf between them. He finally understood one truth—his survival was purely due to incredible luck.

Every time he fought someone, he obtained the outcome he desired. When he exchanged blows with Hui Doudou, he had received the Qilin Immortal’s help and bypassed the Survival of the Fittest Dao Fruit’s ability within the Box World’s seal. After fighting Yun Zhi, he had narrowly escaped and replaced himself outside the Box World.

Both encounters had been perilous, but the gains were enormous. This made Wu Yao realize that his fate profile was extraordinary. But relying on something as intangible as fate was insufficient. The safest approach was to solidify it through a Dao Fruit and develop it to its fullest potential. To that end, he had condensed the Creation Incipient Dao Fruit, combining both “creation” and “fortuitous opportunity.”

However, while condensing an Incipient Dao Fruit was easy, advancing further was as difficult as ascending to the heavens. Through his battle with Lu Yang, he had finally found his fortuitous opportunity.

Fighting with his back to the river in a life-or-death battle, he broke through in desperation. Under Lu Yang’s pressure, the Creation Incipient Dao Fruit’s potential was fully unleashed, allowing him to touch the threshold of immortality.

Today shall be my ascension to immortality!

“Is that the legendary Immortal Ascension Tribulation?!”

“Wu Yao is about to become an immortal?!”

The meaning of the Immortal Ascension Tribulation to cultivators was self-evident. This was the ordeal they dreamed of and the final hurdle on the path of cultivation. Countless half-immortals had perished within it. The Sword Tower Supreme Lord had failed and was now reduced to a wisp of remnant soul.

But no one believed this hurdle could stop Wu Yao.

The cultivators could no longer remain unperturbed. None of them had expected Wu Yao to ascend to immortality at such a moment. If he became an immortal, who could possibly match him?

They could only watch helplessly as Wu Yao faced his tribulation. Like all heavenly tribulations, the Immortal Ascension Tribulation couldn’t be interrupted. If anyone dared to interfere, even losing one’s life and cultivation would be considered getting off lightly.

Lu Yang hastily retreated from this galaxy. It was already engulfed by the Immortal Ascension Tribulation, which was still expanding outward.

Suns, moons, and stars were reduced to nothingness under the Immortal Ascension Tribulation’s power. Only Wu Yao remained in this galaxy.

Dean Gao trembled even through the screen, his mechanical body no longer within his control. This was the inevitable instinct of living beings. The terror of heavenly tribulations had been imprinted in every living being’s soul since the ancient era.

It was a mark of fear passed down through bloodlines. The fear was rooted in the depths of the soul. Regardless of cultivation level, cultivators could feel it seep into their bones at the sight of this.

Only Lu Yang hardly felt anything. Accustomed to clashes between immortals, the Immortal Ascension Tribulation was nothing special. No matter how powerful it was, it was a trial for those yet to become an immortal. How could it be more terrifying than an immortal’s strike?

Lu Yang found it somewhat regrettable. Unfortunately, I’m not truly at the Apex Transcendent Tribulation Stage. It’s just power I’ve borrowed.

Otherwise, I could have piggybacked on Wu Yao’s Immortal Ascension Tribulation and become an immortal alongside him.

His expression shifted as he watched the Immortal Ascension Tribulation. What would happen if I used the Origin-Tracing Incipient Dao Fruit on it?

However, this suicidal thought vanished as quickly as it had appeared. The Immortal Ascension Tribulation is definitely at the immortal level, beyond the influence of a half-finished Incipient Dao Fruit.

Another thought immediately arose. Has the Immortal Ascension Tribulation really existed since time immemorial? Could it have been artificially created?

The captured Zhutian warriors watched with fanatical gazes, crying out, “May the Heavenly Emperor be eternal and everlasting, enduring throughout the ages!”

This was the Heavenly Emperor they believed in. Even if he suffered a temporary setback and fell into a disadvantageous position, he would reverse the tide and lead them to victory.

A searing lightning tide descended, drowning Wu Yao. The Immortal Ascension Tribulation represented the will of heaven and earth, capable of obliterating the origin of life.

“Hahahaha, Immortal Ascension Tribulation, we meet again! It’s still the same power; that’s not enough!” Wu Yao’s laughter came from within the lightning and thunder.

His flesh was scorched, and his body was charred, old skin peeling away as new skin grew. He seemed to have been reborn, shedding his mortal body and replacing his bones. His qi and blood surged, and there wasn’t a trace of defeat or fear on his face. Instead, he mocked the Immortal Transcendent Tribulation for being nothing special.

The second wave of the tribulation descended, far more terrifying than the first. Countless lightning bolts coiled around Wu Yao, piercing heaven and earth, shattering several nearby galaxies. Everyone thought Wu Yao would be defeated, yet he withstood the tribulation, full of vigor.

This was Wu Yao, once the Yu Emperor. He was about to return to his peak—no, after becoming an immortal, he would be even stronger than in his peak state.

The tribulation evolved all things into lightning spirits to punish Wu Yao, so Wu Yao turned blood into ink, creating a hundred demons to repel them.

Third wave... fourth wave... The Immortal Ascension tribulation’s power kept increasing. Across the vast world, only lightning remained. Wu Yao stood rooted to the spot like a divine needle that stabilized the sea.

By the later waves, however, he could no longer remain at ease. He was covered in wounds as the tribulation transformed into an endless inferno. Flames incinerated the sky, burning through the void, seemingly intent on refining Wu Yao.

At last, the endless lightning tide faded. Wu Yao was charred black, like a piece of charcoal.

“Did he fail?” someone murmured.

As if answering the question, a cracking sound came from within Wu Yao. It wasn’t loud, yet it spread across the entire cosmos.

Old skin sloughed away, revealing newly grown flesh. It was white, smooth, and sacred, as though he had been reborn.

“He has become an immortal.” Lu Yang scratched his head in vexation. “But it’s not like I can’t fight him.”

Half of the picturesque Qingfeng Sword’s small world had become a desert. Lu Yang had moved a portion of the Buddhist Kingdom’s land out. Even though it was just a portion, it was still soil from the Buddhist Kingdom.

Through the interconnected power of faith, Lu Yang could forge an immortal body to fight Wu Yao, who had attained immortality.

But that’s unnecessary.

Lu Yang glanced at Yun Zhi, who stood next to him. She had appeared suddenly. He didn’t know if she had just returned or had been back for some time.

Wu Yao’s charred body shattered completely. His eyes blazed with immortal light that could illuminate numerous worlds, while his body emitted a faint glow, every inch of skin brimming with immense power. His Dao Fruit solidified and finally achieved great perfection. It could recreate the cosmos and reshape heaven and earth.

Before becoming an immortal, Lu Yang had been a worthy opponent who had pushed him to immortality. After ascending, he no longer regarded Lu Yang as a threat. Immortality marks the divide between heaven and man.

Wu Yao’s gaze fell on Lu Yang. “Brat, if you obediently return my immortal sword—”

Just then, he saw the person standing beside Lu Yang, the figure whose memory had haunted him for a lifetime.

Wu Yao shuddered, instantly coming to his senses. His eyes turned lucid as realization dawned upon him. His love for his sword had clouded his judgement. Caught up in the heat of the battle, he hadn’t thought things through.

Now that he saw Yun Zhi, he finally remembered. After I swapped myself out, wasn’t my immortal sword picked up by Yun Zhi?!

Wu Yao withdrew his radiance and flew to Lu Yang’s side, patting his shoulder with a hearty laugh. “What I, Wu Yao, admire most is talented juniors like you. I don’t need that immortal sword anymore. Consider it a gift.

“Everything I said earlier was just a joke. You didn’t take it seriously, did you?”