My wife who comes from a wealthy family-Chapter 852 - 853 The Nine Dragons Tribulation

"Master, I’ve detected a terrifying power within this Bull Python Jiao Dragon’s Demon Core. Are you really going to refine it?" Little Tower asked nervously.

"Mm, since my god-grandfather gave it to me, I can’t let his kind intentions go to waste!" Ye Wudao nodded and placed the Jiao Dragon Pill into his mouth.

In an instant, an overwhelming fiery energy surged throughout Ye Wudao’s entire body!

"Ah, so hot!" Ye Wudao couldn’t help but cry out in pain.

Immediately after, an extreme chill swept through Ye Wudao’s body.

"Ah, so cold!"

At this moment, the terrifying forces of fire and ice clashed violently within Ye Wudao’s body, like two armies battling in a fierce and bloody conflict!

"Little Tower, wh-what’s going on with this Jiao Dragon Pill? Why does it have both fire and ice?" Ye Wudao couldn’t help but ask.

"Master, the Bull Python Jiao Dragon possesses both fire and ice attributes! You have to hold on!" Little Tower said anxiously.

Ye Wudao’s body felt as though it was tearing apart. His meridians were first subjected to the ravages of fire, then to the tempering of ice!

The pain was unbearable!

"Aaargh!" Ye Wudao roared continuously, like a wild beast.

One day!

Two days!

A week passed.

Ye Wudao gradually acclimated to the forces of fire and ice within his body. He no longer screamed or roared but instead calmed down!

"No way! Master absorbed the power of the Jiao Dragon Pill so quickly?" Little Tower was utterly shocked.

Time continued to flow, and half a month passed!

Ye Wudao remained seated cross-legged, his eyes closed, silent and unmoving, like a sculpted statue.

Suddenly, a powerful aura erupted from his body, surpassing even the peak of a Battle Saint!

Ye Wudao slowly opened his eyes, which flashed with a sharp gleam. "I’ve finally refined the power of the Jiao Dragon Pill. I’m now several times stronger than before. Even if I face a peak True Pill cultivator, I can easily cut them down..."

Ye Wudao stood up and examined his body with his Divine Sense, but his expression suddenly turned heavy.

"Is this...the True Pill Realm? No, why haven’t I condensed a True Pill within me?"

Ye Wudao stretched out his hand and saw that his palm still contained Spiritual Power!

"Even my Spiritual Power hasn’t converted into Mana. What’s going on? Could it be...I failed to break through the True Pill Realm..."

Meanwhile, outside.

Dark clouds gathered, lightning and thunder roared, and violent winds howled!

Within the massive stretch of dark clouds, dozens of lightning bolts snaked through the sky like Jiao Dragons, creating an extremely terrifying scene.

"Hey, brat! Why are you still hiding in the cave? Do you want the lightning tribulation to destroy your grandpa’s cave? Get your ass out and face it already!" the distant shout of Old Scoundrel echoed.

What?

A lightning tribulation!

Ye Wudao froze for a moment before immediately appearing outside the cave.

Old Scoundrel stood outside with his hands behind his back, taunting, "I thought for sure you’d play coward and not come out!"

"God-grandfather, what did you just say about a lightning tribulation?" Ye Wudao asked, his face full of curiosity.

"Just as the name suggests. Martial Artists cultivate strength, while cultivators cultivate truth. Such acts defy the heavens—the path of defiance against the heavens itself!" Old Scoundrel explained. "When a Battle Saint breaks through to the True Pill Realm, the heavens will descend a lightning tribulation. If one overcomes it, they can condense a True Pill within their body and hence abandon their identity as a Martial Artist, stepping onto the great road of cultivation!"

"I see now," Ye Wudao exclaimed in realization before asking curiously, "So, what exactly is the lightning tribulation?"

"Just look up, you brat!" Old Scoundrel pointed to the sky.

Ye Wudao looked up, his face instantly blank with shock!

"What the hell!"

Above his head was a stretch of dark clouds spanning several kilometers, crackling with lightning. The bolts of electricity slithered like Jiao Dragons among the clouds, brimming with danger.

"God-grandfather, is that the lightning tribulation?" Ye Wudao asked curiously.

"Indeed!"

"God-grandfather, how many strikes will there be in the lightning tribulation?" Ye Wudao asked again with intrigue.

"Haha, for a normal Battle Saint breaking through to True Pill, it’s usually a three-serpent lightning tribulation. For someone more exceptional, it might be a six-python lightning tribulation. For a brat like you who’s constantly up to no good—it’s a nine-jiao lightning tribulation!" Old Scoundrel chuckled dryly.

What?!

Nine-Jiao Lightning Tribulation!

"God-grandfather, what happens if I fail the tribulation?" Ye Wudao asked anxiously, sensing that this lightning tribulation was rather dangerous!

No!

Extremely dangerous!

"Haha, naturally, you’ll die and your Tao will vanish! Your entire Spiritual Power will dissolve and scatter into the heavens and earth—at least you’d be doing something good for the world!" Old Scoundrel said with a mischievous grin.

Boom!

Die and vanish!

Ye Wudao shuddered, his mouth agape. "So terrifying!"

"Of course!" Old Scoundrel replied with a straight face. "Although this Nine-Jiao Lightning Tribulation is dangerous, back in my day, I faced the same tribulation when breaking through. You, brat, with your thick skin and absurd resilience, can definitely survive it!"

"Then that’s fine!" Ye Wudao let out a breath of relief. Knowing his god-grandfather had overcome the same lightning tribulation gave him newfound confidence!

If he could make it through...

Then so could I!

With that thought, Ye Wudao took a deep breath and stood under the lightning-filled sky.

"Bring it on!" Ye Wudao raised his head, his eyes igniting with battle intent!

Boom!

A deafening thunderclap shook the world, echoing across a hundred-mile radius!

"Someone’s undergoing a lightning tribulation?"

"A new True Pill Realm cultivator is emerging!" Several sea-dwelling beasts couldn’t help but comment.

Before one could blink, a bolt of lightning, shaped like a Jiao Dragon, surged violently toward Ye Wudao.

Bam!

A muffled sound echoed, and Ye Wudao felt as though his entire body was struck by an electric current.

"Huh, I don’t feel anything..." Ye Wudao muttered, checking himself several times only to find that he was unharmed.

Bam!

Bam!

Several more bolts of lightning struck down in rapid succession!

Ye Wudao was struck multiple times, yet he turned to look curiously at Old Scoundrel in the distance and asked, "God-grandfather, why doesn’t this lightning tribulation hurt?"

Old Scoundrel, puffing on his pipe, flushed red with frustration and finally snapped, "You thick-skinned brat! After swallowing so many heavenly treasures, refining the Jiao Dragon Pill, and receiving a Dragon Blood baptism, of course this lightning tribulation can’t hurt you!"

So that’s why!

Ye Wudao grinned widely, then broke into hearty laughter. "This little lightning tribulation is nothing! Come on, bring something fiercer! This isn’t exciting enough!"

Boom!

As he spoke, the sky darkened further, and a chilling sense of danger spread across the land.

"What’s going on?" Ye Wudao asked with curiosity.

Crash!

In the next moment, the dark clouds above turned into a dazzling gold, and all the lightning Jiao Dragons transformed into nine golden lightning dragons, their power and aura amplified tens of times over!

"God-grandfather, this—this lightning tribulation feels off! Can it even change form?" Sensing the danger, Ye Wudao couldn’t help but call out to Old Scoundrel, who was spectating from afar.

Thud! Old Scoundrel’s pipe slipped from his hand and clattered to the ground. Staring wide-eyed, he stammered, "Y-you brat! You’ve really done it now! A Nine-Jiao Lightning Tribulation transforming into a Nine-Dragon Lightning Tribulation? Even peak True Pill Realm cultivators breaking through to the Transformation Realm wouldn’t provoke such a terrifying tribulation!"

What?!

Ye Wudao was completely dumbstruck.

Before he could react, a hundred-meter-long golden lightning dragon roared and burst forth from the purple lightning clouds, slamming toward him with unimaginable force.

Boom!

The deafening explosion shook the heavens and earth.

Spurt! Ye Wudao coughed up a mouthful of blood, his body shooting backward like a cannonball for a hundred meters. He felt as though his entire body had been shattered, his internal organs writhing in intense pain.

"You brat! Are you okay?" Old Scoundrel called out in concern.

"I-it hurts so much..." Ye Wudao groaned, finally realizing the enormity of the trouble he had gotten himself into.