Back in his own room, he felt the spiritual energy here, which was much more abundant than at his home. He took a deep breath, ready to begin his cultivation.
He wasn't practicing the family's heirloom cultivation technique. Instead, he had learned a basic qi-gathering method, common throughout the continent, whose sole purpose was to absorb spiritual energy.
Though this method was commonplace, it could be adapted to all cultivation techniques.
He had already made preparations to join a sect, and the Lingxiao Sword Sect was his best choice. He didn't agree with Wan Si Rui's sentiment that their senior sister had stolen their spotlight.
It was better for this senior sister to grow stronger. The more outstanding figures in the sect, the greater the benefit to their family.
Even though sword cultivators were generally poor, his family had wealth. He only needed to focus on rapidly improving his own strength. Thinking about the future and that exceptional senior sister, he was filled with hope.
That's right, he had already started calling her senior sister. He was beginning to feel a sense of belonging to the Lingxiao Sword Sect. A senior sister who commanded such respect and admiration from her junior disciples must be truly outstanding.
Xu Yi felt that he would also come to like this senior sister very much in the future.
The first heavenly tribulation passed quickly. The second tribulation's power seemed a bit greater, but it only just managed to break through his protective true qi.
Lin Yan used her sword to resist each bolt of heavenly lightning. The second tribulation only damaged her protective true qi, and the third tribulation merely made her hair slightly messy. Only the fourth tribulation caused her some injury.
The expressions of the people around were strange. They had never witnessed such a heavenly tribulation with a lot of thunder but little rain.
After the last bolt of heavenly lightning struck, a sweet rain descended from the sky. The heavenly thunder had not been formidable, but the sweet rain was substantial.
"You should all come and feel it too," Lin Yan said, tidying her clothes slightly and putting on an outer garment from her spatial pouch.
Seeing the disciples gathered around, she understood they were worried about her. This sweet rain was very beneficial, and it would be good for these junior disciples to experience it, which would also help them improve their strength.
"All of you, come over. Remember to thank your senior sister," the Sect Master said with a smile.
"Yes." The disciples all flew over on their swords. The sweet rain fell upon them, transforming into spiritual energy and integrating into their bodies.
They immediately sat cross-legged on their flying swords. As for the qi-refining disciples, the elders sent them within the range covered by the tribulation clouds.
The sweet rain lasted for a long time, though "long" was relative to other heavenly tribulations.
Beneath the sweet rain, many disciples who bathed in it saw their strength increase. Even those whose strength did not improve had their foundations solidified.
The elders were all very pleased to see this situation.
"This child, Wang Shu, is doing well," the Sect Master said to Xu Lan, looking in their direction.
"You flatter me, Sect Master. This is what she should be doing," Xu Lan said, smiling with a hint of pride. Seeing the child she raised become so outstanding, she was also very pleased. At least she had not failed her friend's trust.
After the sweet rain subsided, Lin Yan paid her respects to the elders and then returned to stabilize her cultivation.
The elders, seeing that she was unharmed, were relieved. They then turned their attention to the disciples, especially noting that several had entered a state of enlightenment.
A few disciples were left to guard those in enlightenment, while the remaining elders led the disciples away.
"This time, our little Wang Shu..."