C29 Lesser tribulation
"Wang Kaitian, get the hell out to undergo this thunder tribulation. If you let the thunder tribulation destroy my shop, I'll kill you!"
Fang Qi roared angrily. Wang Kaitian was originally at the point where he was excited about breaking through, but after being shouted at by Fang Qi, his body started to tremble subconsciously.
He was a famous little tyrant in the Star Glory City, someone who even dared to beat his father up when he was being ruthless.
But in front of Fang Qi, Wang Kaitian felt like he had changed.
He clearly felt that he could kill Fang Qi with just one hand, but even if he didn't dare, being reprimanded by him, he could only nod his head and bend his back like a good grandson.
Wang Kaitian also summed up the reason behind this, probably because he was convinced by Fang Qi's boundless charm, and that was the genuine kind.
Fang Qi was too mysterious. No one else could do what he could, this was his unique ability.
"Boss Fang, don't be angry, I'll leave immediately …"
Wang Kaitian fled while carrying the Little Thunder tribulation with him. At the same time, a large amount of cultivators began to gather at the north city.
In a small place like the Star Glory City, a thunder tribulation could be said to be extremely rare, and now that they had seen it, they had to take a good look at it. Whether it was to prepare for their future tribulation, or to enjoy it, so that they had the ability to pretend to not know, the originally desolate North City had suddenly become lively.
"There's actually a young man under the Little Thunder tribulation! Judging by the age of their bones, they should not be over thirty years old! "
"Bullshit, I dare to guarantee that I definitely won't exceed twenty years of age. Whose genius is he, a monster …"
"F * ck, isn't this young master Wang?" Why was he under the thunder tribulation? Could it be that he was undergoing a tribulation? Oh my god! "That's impossible!"
"You just said Young Master Wang, could it be the one from the City Lord's family? "What kind of joke is this …"
"F * ck, that's the Young City Lord! Yesterday, I had a drink with him at the Yi Chun Restaurant... That's the suit you're wearing! "
"Ah, the dragon and phoenix among men. My father is a Jindan Stage cultivator, and now even my son is about to be promoted to a Jindan Stage?" A pair of golden pellets, this is crazy! "
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The spectators cast envious gazes as they watched the thunder tribulations from afar. All of them became incomparably nervous, as if they were undergoing the tribulation themselves.
Xue Gang was also in the crowd. Compared to the crazy people who were eating melon, he was much calmer, at least on the surface he did not dance with joy, but instead looked towards a certain direction in the North City for a long time.
That mysterious grocery store... He really had a miraculous medicine that could help him advance to the Aurous Core stage!
Although Wang Kaitian was considered a big shot in the Star Glory City, but at his age, he was already incredibly talented. Success in establishing his foundation, that was already his limit.
You want to ascend the path of the Jindan? Was it really that simple?
If it was really that simple, then the entire Star Glory City would not have only a few Jindan Stage cultivators guarding it.
Seeing Wang Kaitian undergoing the small thunder tribulation, Xue Gang became even more anxious. He did not know how many of these divine medicines he had, but he was already frantically amassing wealth, and almost went out and robbed with his sword.
However, although he could afford 100,000 Spirit Stones, he needed to go through a process.
Cultivators like him from the Immortal Cultivation Clan lived in difficult times. Originally, they didn't have many ways to get Spirit Stones, but they had to provide the entire clan with cultivation as well as the backing of the clan to pay tribute.
He couldn't accumulate many spirit stones throughout the year.
In the past few days, the power of the Xue Clan had all fallen into his hands, and he had a bit more money on his hands. Otherwise, a family's Great Elder like him would be no different from a poor bloke.