“Thank you, Master.” Lin Yun bowed again.
“Alright, go back now.” The Fire Cloud Emperor waved his hand.
“This disciple takes his leave.”
Lin Yun bowed and exited the hall.
After Lin Yun left, the red-furred kitten hopped out.
“Master, I wonder if Lin Yun can safely pass his third calamity. Such a prodigy—don’t let him fall to the Three Calamities and Nine Tribulations,” the kitten said.
Throughout human history, countless exceptional geniuses and prodigies failed to overcome the Three Calamities and Nine Tribulations, either perishing or fading into obscurity.
The Fire Cloud Emperor gazed at the hall’s ceiling: “It’s not something we can control. It all depends on his fate…”
At that moment, the Fire Cloud Emperor suddenly received a message from the Heavenly God Palace.
“Hm? The Heavenly God Palace wants me to come quickly?”
The Fire Cloud Emperor stood up immediately…
…
Elsewhere.
After leaving the palace, Lin Yun flipped through the documents the Fire Cloud Emperor had given him.
There were over thirty files, meaning more than thirty targets for Lin Yun to deal with.
A quick glance showed they were all within the Fire Cloud Empire, either at the tribulation realm or calamity realm.
Clearly, the Fire Cloud Emperor had filtered out those with lesser strength or sins, leaving only the most heinous, carefully selected targets.
The Fire Cloud Empire was vast, with a population in the trillions. The number of sinners was countless, but these thirty-odd were the worst.
Especially the calamity realm sinners in the files. Having failed their tribulations and entered the calamity realm, they had no hope of further cultivation, short lifespans, and had lost all sense of morality. Slaughter was routine for them. Their strength made them reckless, unafraid of death, and hard for anyone below an eternal being to handle, allowing them to evade justice.
Of course, not all calamity realm cultivators were like this.
Next, these people would become Lin Yun’s prey!
“Back to Dongyuan Prefecture first.”
Lin Yun didn’t rush to hunt them. After leaving the city, he used the teleportation array to return to Dongyuan Prefecture.
His primary concern now was the third calamity of his Three Calamities and Nine Tribulations.
Dongyuan Prefecture.
In the main square of the city lord’s mansion, a banquet was set up. The families and sects that fought, along with the personal and city guards, were seated here.
The square was vast, easily accommodating a million without feeling crowded.
Under Huo Zhen’s organization, the banquet had begun, its purpose to thank everyone for their vital support.
Upon returning, Lin Yun joined the banquet, expressing gratitude for their help.
Huo Zhen, following Lin Yun’s orders, distributed the tribulation pills and spirit crystals obtainedontol from the Tianqiong Clan during the banquet.
At the banquet.
Yu Ying sat beside Lin Yun.
“Brother Yun, I never imagined you’d built such a force,” Yu Ying said with a smile.
Back when they first met, Lin Yun was just a struggling figure in a county city, hounded by powerful families, even forced to flee.
Now, he was the Fire Cloud Emperor’s disciple, lord of Dongyuan Prefecture, a regional governor!
Times had changed; Lin Yun was no longer the weakling he once was.
Lin Yun held Yu Ying’s delicate, jade-like hand.
“Ying’er, back then, I wasn’t strong enough to protect you. But now, no one can harm you again!” Lin Yun looked at her earnestly, his face warm with affection.
He still vividly remembered how Yu Ying nearly came to harm and disfigured herself to protect herself.
“Yes!” Yu Ying’s face flushed as she nodded.
“Brother Yun, your strength has grown so fast these years. You must’ve endured a lot,” Yu Ying said, looking at him with concern.
“You have to endure hardship to rise above,” Lin Yun grinned.
Then, he gently placed his hand on Yu Ying’s belly.
“I wonder how long until our child is born?” Lin Yun said with anticipation and a touch of nervousness.
“I don’t know, but the little one’s almost fully grown. It shouldn’t be long,” Yu Ying said, her face glowing with happiness.
The child was, after all, the fruit of their love.
“Ying’er, stay in the mansion from now on, be its lady, and focus on nurturing our child,” Lin Yun said, stroking her hair.
“Yes!” Yu Ying nodded with a radiant smile.
At that moment, Patriarch Zhu, the Jiu Xuan Sect Master, and other tribulation realm cultivators approached Lin Yun to toast him.
“Lord Lin, thank you for the tribulation pills and spirit crystals!” the Jiu Xuan Sect Master said with a smile.
“I should be thanking you. Here, a toast to you all.” Lin Yun raised his cup and stood to toast them.
…
Elsewhere.
Heavenly God Palace, meeting hall.
Vice Palace Master Yao, with a long white beard, sat there.
The Fire Cloud Emperor entered.
“Vice Palace Master Yao, you summoned me urgently. What’s the matter?” the Fire Cloud Emperor asked as he walked in.
“Fire Cloud, come, sit!”
Vice Palace Master Yao smiled warmly, gesturing for him to take a seat.
Once seated, Yao personally poured the Fire Cloud Emperor a cup of fine wine.
The Fire Cloud Emperor took a sip and froze.
“This… is your Taiwei wine, Vice Palace Master? You never share it, yet today you’re treating me? This must be no ordinary occasion,” he said with a smile.
He drained the cup in one gulp.
“Haha, Taiwei wine indeed! Excellent!” the Fire Cloud Emperor laughed heartily.
“Come, I’ll pour you another. This whole pot is yours,” Yao said, refilling his cup.
The Fire Cloud Emperor looked surprised: “The whole pot? Vice Palace Master, this is unusual. You only brew one jar every ten thousand years, and we can barely get a sip.”
“What, you don’t want it? I’ll take it back then,” Yao said, reaching for the pot.
“No, no, no! Of course I want it. I’ll pour myself.”
The Fire Cloud Emperor laughed, grabbing the pot and filling his cup, drinking deeply.
