Qi Cultivation Starting from the Repair Panel

Capital of the Great Zhou.

In the midst of ruins, Bai Nian cleared away shattered tiles and debris, digging out Chu Zheng, who only managed to regain his senses after a while.

The moment consciousness returned, Chu Zheng accessed the healing panel and completely mended his injuries, promptly sitting up.

"Are you seriously hurt?"

Looking at the dust-covered Chu Zheng, Bai Nian's eyes filled with concealed worries; if Chu Zheng were to die, he didn't know whether he could ever make it back to Illusory Spirit City alone.

"Find a place to hide; I will find you later."

Chu Zheng spoke briefly, pushed Bai Nian away, and started running. The Qi around his body roiled unstoppably, searching for the elemental Qi in the surroundings.

Just now, he had sensed a very distinct rejection within the surrounding elemental Qi.

The normally receptive elemental Qi now seemed distant, as if it had abandoned him.

Chu Zheng could vaguely feel that ever since he had encountered Ling Qi, the tribulation Qi around him had been awakened, and he was now trapped in a major tribulation for a Qi Cultivator.

This was a life-and-death trial, signifying he had fully stepped into the threshold of Qi Cultivators.

Following the Hundred Days Spiritual Transformation, Chu Zheng's cultivation had always been smooth sailing, never encountering any tribulations. The Song Family's disaster also wasn't targeted at him; he could withdraw at any time, managing it effortlessly.

The unseen tribulation Qi was always accumulating, finally erupting today.

Ancient Qi Practitioners who achieved considerable cultivation could foresee their personal tribulations and even the people involved, thereby devising strategies to safely overcome their tribulations.

Previously, Chu Zheng had no awareness of this, and now it was too late to prepare.

The major tribulation was extremely perilous; all coincidences stemmed from nature's intent to doom him.

If Chu Zheng drank water now, chocking to death was not out of the question.

Everywhere around him, the elemental Qi sent warnings; this major tribulation was far from over.

Chu Zheng ran desperately without a clear direction, stalling for time, while calming his agitated nerves and thinking desperately for a solution.

The tribulation was not a certain death situation; there had to be a sliver of life's chance.

But now, he couldn't even see the nature of the tribulation clearly, let alone devise a strategy...

Retreating to a Small World to temporarily avoid the situation was absurd; delaying would only make the tribulation Qi denser, turning it into a death tribulation.

By then, he might be struck dead by a bolt of lightning as soon as he left the Small World.

Having fled the Capital for thousands of miles, Chu Zheng suddenly felt a tightness around him, and his frame froze in place.

Above the vast sky, a red rainbow streaked across, revealing a figure eight feet tall, dressed in a crimson brocade robe.

In his palm, he held a Jade Talisman; the aura emitted from the talisman was all too familiar to Chu Zheng—two mixed auras, one from Ling Qi and one from himself.

He's here!

Feeling the surge of tribulation Qi around him, Chu Zheng's jaw tightened as he stared at the middle-aged man before him, took a deep breath, and concentrated his mind.

Remembering Wei Changqing he had once seen, Chu Zheng's brows relaxed slightly, and his expression carried a touch of adolescent innocence, his face puzzled as he asked:

"May I ask who you are, senior?"

"Taixuan Holy Land, Fang Jiong."

Fang Jiong remained unmoved, his eyes already filled with a murderous intent: "Where did you get this Taixuan Divine Fire Scripture?"

"I found it on a corpse by chance."

"Have you passed it on to others?"

"No," Chu Zheng shook his head.

"Where is the corpse now?" Fang Jiong's brows relaxed slightly, his expression softened considerably, even releasing Chu Zheng voluntarily.

Chu Zheng didn't relax at all; he could feel that the murderous intent from Fang Jiong hadn't diminished in the slightest and had even intensified.

In that instant, Chu Zheng felt the stealthy surge of tribulation Qi, and the next statement would determine his life or death.

Fang Jiong had clearly resolved to kill; to prevent the Sect-Defending Secret Scripture from leaking, he had come for this purpose. Regardless of the consequences, Chu Zheng was doomed.

An understanding dawned on Chu Zheng; he had not believed in fate before, but the appearance of Fang Jiong undeniably told him now.

Heavenly Fate truly existed.

Otherwise, in the vast expanse of the world, how could Ling Qi incidentally encounter a person from Taixuan Holy Land, and even lead him directly to Chu Zheng?

This was not a coincidence but an inevitability.

This tribulation was originally meant for Ling Qi, but because Lingxue helped Chu Zheng avoid one tribulation, Ling Qi did not kill him but only knocked him unconscious.

However, that level was clearly not enough to dissipate the tribulation, subsequently drawing Fang Jiong here.

Heavenly Fate...

This was the major tribulation!

Chu Zheng bowed his head, the murderous intent welling up in his eyes, chilling to the bone.

"Answer!"

Fang Jiong stepped forward impatiently, lifting his broad palm, gripping Chu Zheng's face, and forcibly lifting his head.

The fiery red palm radiated oppressive heat, quickly scorching Chu Zheng's face and emitting puffs of blue smoke.

Fang Jiong's eyes brimmed with anger, resembling an erupting volcano, appearing like a deity emerging from flames. Had he not been inept at soul secret techniques, he would have forcibly extracted the soul by now.

He was not skilled at delicate tasks. The youth before him had a too fragile Divine Soul to withstand disturbances; a slightly forceful move could kill him outright.

[Fang Jiong (Fifth Order): Taixuan Holy Land, Deputy Head of the Punishment Hall, Cultivation at Divine Infant Seven Transformations, tasked by Immortal Alliance to emerge from Taixuan Holy Land and hunt down Heretic Path followers, his internal organs slightly damaged due to years of absorbing and refining Divine Fire, affecting his cultivation progression.

He's now resolved to kill you; can be repaired (0/1000).]

Divine Infant Seven Transformations!

A shadow crossed Chu Zheng's mind, seemingly startled, he returned to his senses and whispered: "In a certain Small World."