We Agreed On Experiencing Life, So Why Did You Immortals Become Real?

After all, cursing the heavens in the middle of a tribulation crossing was very likely to invite swift retribution.

Unless one possessed the kind of breathtaking natural talent that defied all expectation, an ordinary person, especially someone like himself who was also a mortal emperor, was better off following the proper procedure like a sensible human being.

Compared to Jiang Qingyiʼs view that all the preparations Xiao Mo was making were unnecessary,

Yan Ruxue wore a gentle smile and helped Xiao Mo build the altar, personally arranging the offerings on it with her own hands.

Xiao Mo felt that Yan Ruxueʼs attitude toward the tribulation crossing was exactly right.

Look at her. She showed proper respect to the Heavenly Dao. That was exactly how a proper cultivator ought to behave.

After finishing the altar, Yan Ruxue reached out and tidied Xiao Moʼs collar, then smiled and said,

”When husband crosses the tribulation, do not rush. Simply keep your focus. We have already shown the Heavenly Dao proper face. If that wretched Heavenly Dao does not know how to appreciate the gesture and dares to give husband a hard time, your servant will tear a piece right out of it.”

Hearing Yan Ruxueʼs words, Xiao Mo did not quite know what to say.

It seemed that for Ruxue, her respect for the Heavenly Dao was entirely contingent on whether the Heavenly Dao ”knew how to appreciate the gesture” or not.

”Brother Emperor, the auspicious hour has arrived. It is just about time.” After finishing the arrangement of the formation for Xiao Mo, Qin Siyao came running up to him with a bright and cheerful manner. ”Brother Emperor, do not worry. Foundation Building is very simple. It is over in the blink of an eye.”

”Many thanks to all three of you.”

Xiao Mo clasped his hands and bowed.

Even though Ruxue and Mu Jiuʼs identities remained a mystery, it seemed that with them here, this tribulation crossing was not quite such an impossible undertaking.

Half a stick of incense later, Yan Ruxue and the other two moved to a distance of one li from Xiao Mo.

Xiao Mo took a long, deep breath, released the seal he had placed on his own realm, and made his attempt at Foundation Building.

Thunder clouds began gathering ceaselessly in the sky above him.

Within a radius of five li with Xiao Mo at the center, the air grew dim and heavy, as though a torrential downpour might break loose at any moment.

”BOOM!”

A flash of lightning split across the sky, followed by the low, heavy roll of thunder.

Xiao Mo drew a deep breath, swallowed the Heaven-Stealing Pill, and prepared himself to face the lightning tribulation.

In the days leading up to this, Xiao Mo had read a great many texts on Foundation Building.

Under ordinary circumstances, the Foundation Building tribulation consisted of nothing more than two bolts of lightning.

If one passed through them, Foundation Building was complete.

If one did not, the lighter outcome was severe bodily injury, while the heavier outcome was the complete destruction of both body and soul, leaving nothing behind.

In a rare one-in-ten-thousand case, the cultivator might survive to attempt Foundation Building again another time but based on what Xiao Mo had learned, fewer than one in a thousand cultivators who had failed their first attempt ever succeeded the second time.

”BOOM!”

The instant the thunder crashed, a bolt of violet light came hurtling down from the distant sky.

Xiao Mo did not dodge.

There was simply no way to dodge heavenly lightning.

He stood where he was and bore the first bolt head-on.

As the lightning faded, he lowered his head and coughed twice. A scorched, acrid taste surged up in his throat, which felt as though it had been smoked through with hot fumes.

Xiao Moʼs face, hands, and the skin visible through the tears in his collar were all marked with the dark burns of lightning.

He blinked and shook his head. Tiny sparks of gold still drifted across his vision, and his ears rang with a persistent hum.

Xiao Mo looked toward the three figures in the distance. His sight was blurred, and he could make out only their vague outlines.

Before Xiao Mo could even catch his breath, the second bolt was already upon him.

This time, the lightning did not come crashing straight down from above. Instead, it suddenly contracted and condensed in midair, taking the shape of a long sword, its tip pointed directly at Xiao Mo.

”The tribulation lightning has taken form?”

Yan Ruxueʼs voice dropped very low, but her feet had already shifted forward half a step.