All The Female Disciples Want To Kill Me

The last thing that entered his eyes was that blanket of pure white, lunging towards him. Around his waist, it seemed he could still catch a glimpse of a hibiscus flower quietly blooming. She had a slim waist and jade-like arms, smooth as jade, resembling segments of a lotus root.

She... has a tattoo!?

Only this final sentence had fully formed in his mind.

So soft...

And then, all he saw was a pure gold color...

The spring water filled the sky, turning into mist and obscuring sun and clouds alike.

Dan Wulan, his face deathly pale, watched this scene, crying out in alarm, "No!!!"

—That was the Nine Heavens Golden Thunder, which destroys upon contact.

The lightning conducted into the Sacred Cold Spring, transforming this chilly spring into a pool of thunder. Under the terrifying assault, Dan Wulan fainted on the spot, collapsing to the ground...

All was silent and still. Only a golden, cocoon-like illusion floated quietly above the Sacred Cold Spring.

Within the cocoon, two naked figures clung tightly together without making a sound.

—In the final moment, Su Bei had crushed the Hourglass of Time.

He had dodged the golden thunder, absorbing all of its endless, pure energy into his body.

Finally, all was calm. However, inside the golden cocoon, a faint light emanated from the red thread of destiny in their hearts...

***

How do cultivators transcend tribulation?

This was a peculiar question, one that Su Bei had always wondered about.

Heart Demon Tribulation, Heavenly Thunder Tribulation—after enduring these two ordeals, one could break through. This was an explainable concept.

After all, part of cultivation emphasizes detachment from emotions and desires. By overcoming this layer of the Heart Demon, casting aside the mind's desires, one could walk farther on the path of transcendence from the mundane world. This was a point where Daoism and Buddhism achieved similar ends through different means—such as Daoism's insight into the vanity of worldly pleasures and the Buddha Gate's release of attachments.

However, according to Su Bei's knowledge, whether it was Wenren Pingxin or the mysterious and profound Saintess Yao Yan, neither were unfeeling and desireless as cultivation required. Their love, hatred, and pursuits were the same as any mortal's.

In some respects, they were even more intense—like the Saintess's fondness for candied fruit, or Wenren Pingxin's pursuit of money...

So, how did they pass the Heavenly Tribulation? Could it be that when Key Smoke faced the Heavenly Tribulation, a Candied Fruit Hero suddenly appeared, tempting her with candied fruit in hand, saying, "Come with me, dear, and you'll have candied fruit to eat every day?" Did Wenren Pingxin stumble upon mountains of gold and silver?

The Heavenly Thunder Tribulation was even more contradictory. It marked the cultivator's second rebirth. After being cleansed by heavenly thunder, the body would become more robust. However, cultivators in this world hardly ever withstood it with sheer physical strength, as their bodies were not much different from ordinary people's.

As Su Bei was lost in his wild thoughts, he suddenly opened his eyes.

The scenery around him seemed to gradually stabilize, and Su Bei gazed blankly at the scene in front of him.

It was a cramped room, filled with smoke. A half-empty pack of cigarettes sat on the table. The computer screen showed a half-finished course project on one side. On the other side was a game touted as the pride of domestic PC games, displaying a six-star, full-constellation character card named Eula. On top of a pile of vocabulary books for the College English Test lay a mustard-colored, eighty percent new Nintendo Switch console. The Guardian on its screen was spewing ancient cores uncontrollably, and the A button was covered in black grime...

"Brother Bei, let's not overdo it, life is precious; we should finish the course project first..."

"We have a water pollution exam the day after tomorrow. Aren't you preparing some cheats in advance?"

A chubby guy was sitting at the computer, intently opening loot boxes, a large bottle of cola next to him. The wrappers of a half-eaten hamburger lay discarded on the floor beneath the table. Seeing that he got no response, the chubby guy turned around after opening a box and looked at Su Bei, "Hey, I'm talking to you, snap out of it..."

"Holy shit! It's out! Main attribute crit damage, sub-attributes critical rate, crit damage, attack bonus, and a small amount of health."

"How could this possibly go wrong!? How could it possibly go wrong!?"

"Who's stopping me today? I'm maxing out my Crit Damage Set! I'm going all in!"

Su Bei, who was next to him, opened his mouth and pinched his own cheek.

Pain—

HISSS!

Looking at the tissues on the desk and the paper balls fallen on the ground.

Was he dreaming all this? This is... a college dorm?!

"Are you out of your mind?"

The chubby guy, seeing no answer, stepped forward and patted his shoulder. Su Bei looked up somewhat blankly, managing a smile.

There was no Dantian, no Spiritual Energy, no Immortal disciples—could all of that really have been just a dream?

As if to confirm the thought in his heart, Su Bei swallowed and shakily picked up the Nintendo Switch, casually pressing the + button. The game's screen immediately froze, turning black.

The chubby guy next to him jumped up in anger, smacking Su Bei's head hard, and exclaimed, "How many times have I told you? When using this bug that farms unlimited ancient materials, you absolutely cannot press the menu! You have to walk to the stable to autosave. Now look, it froze again, didn't it!"

"You can't even use shield parry; you're so clumsy. There goes half an hour of progress..."

"You'd spend ten thousand to pull a full-constellation character in a 'pride of the nation' game, yet you suck at single-player games! Lame!"

"Just chill, you've passed out!!"

Su Bei was finally convinced. He really had experienced a very long dream. Those decades in the dream were so vivid that he had even started to hallucinate.