Son-in-law Heaven Emperor Xiao Yi

"I can help you!"

Xiao Yi squatted in front of the pit, smiling as he looked at the Chen Shuiwen before him.
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On Chen Shuiwen's pitch-black face, two blood-stained eyes stared fixedly at Xiao Yi, and he sneered, "You? It'd be good enough if you don't kill me. How could you possibly help me? Besides, this is the Heavenly Tribulation..."

In Chen Shuiwen's view,

It would be good enough if Xiao Yi didn't kill him.

How could he possibly help him?

Besides...

Nangong Shengtian and the others were powerless against the Heavenly Tribulation's might. How could Xiao Yi possibly help him?

At this moment,

The third thunderbolt from the sky above suddenly descended, a thick, purple-gold lightning bolt coalesced into a mighty dragon, twisting its massive body as it fell from the heavens.

In an instant, it illuminated half of the sky, seemingly about to strike right behind Xiao Yi.

In the nick of time,

Xiao Yi, without turning his head, simply slapped his hand out!

Hum!

That terrifying thunderbolt suddenly froze, followed by a surge of peerless elemental power, ascending rebelliously. It enveloped that bolt of lightning and, with a hissing sound, shattered the thick thunderbolt completely.

Hiss!

On Xuanwu Avenue, a collective gasp rang out.

"Impossible!"

"This is the Heavenly Tribulation! How could Xiao Yi shatter the Heavenly Tribulation with just a slap?"

"Has the power of the Heavenly Tribulation weakened? No, that's not right. With nine levels of Heavenly Tribulation, each level is stronger than the last... How did Xiao Yi do it?"

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Chen Shuiwen was even more dumbstruck, staring at Xiao Yi in disbelief, "You, you, you..."

Xiao Yi shook his hand, purple-gold lightning snakes coursing around his palm before they disappeared into his hand. Xiao Yi smiled and said, "Now do you believe that I can help you?"

Chen Shuiwen showed hesitation on his face.

Xiao Yi continued, "There are still six more levels of the Heavenly Tribulation to go! You can take your time to think about it!"

Whoosh!

Xiao Yi withdrew and retreated quickly.

Simultaneously...

The fourth thunderbolt of Heavenly Tribulation fell, its terrifying divine might turning Chen Shuiwen's complexion ashen. Gritting his teeth, he said, "I refuse to believe that I can't withstand a thunderbolt that can be destroyed by a slap from that kid!"

Hum!

Silver light swirled around Chen Shuiwen's body, as if he was a giant formed of poured silver.

In his palm, a purple-gold long knife hummed and slashed towards the thunderbolt. However, when that fifth-grade weapon touched the lightning, there was a loud crack, and the combat knife was cleaved apart and destroyed by the lightning.

With its impediment gone, the lightning struck Chen Shuiwen directly.

Boom!

This bolt of lightning connected heaven and earth, blowing up the area where Chen Shuiwen stood, creating a ten-meter-deep pit in the ground. Spitting out blood, Chen Shuiwen embarrassedly crawled out of the pit.

Seeing the fifth wave of the Heavenly Tribulation about to descend,

Chen Shuiwen no longer dared to be arrogant and quickly looked at Xiao Yi, transmitting his voice, "Xiao Yi, save me!"

Xiao Yi dug at his ear as if he hadn't heard a thing.

Chen Shuiwen's face turned from green to white, fully aware of Xiao Yi's intentions; he was expected to loudly beg Xiao Yi for help. But doing so would surely damage his reputation!

The Headmaster of Shanhe Martial Arts Academy asking for help to survive the tribulation?

Yet his life was at stake now.

Chen Shuiwen took a deep breath, and under the threat of death, he closed his eyes and bellowed, "Headmaster Xiao, please save me!"

"Didn't Headmaster Chen claim he would trample the Xiaoshanhe Institute underfoot? Now he's actually begging Headmaster Xiao for help?"

"I thought Headmaster Xiao handled the Heavenly Tribulation very easily earlier. Why is it so difficult when it reaches Headmaster Chen? Could it be that Headmaster Chen is too weak?"

The surrounding hundreds of thousands of onlookers all turned their eyes to Chen Shuiwen, murmuring amongst themselves.

Prior to this...

Chen Shuiwen was as humiliated as he had been arrogant and smug, and at this moment, his face couldn't have been more scandalized!

His complexion turned to the ugliest shade, his eyes nearly bleeding tears. He had gone to great lengths and spared no expense to gather these people here, timed perfectly with the day the geniuses' battle began, for the grand opening of his institution.

He had hoped to severely dampen the spirits of the Xiaoshanhe Institute, but now everyone was laughing at him instead.

Chen Shuiwen felt so mortified, he practically wished for death!

Xiao Yi glanced at him and said coolly, "Is this how you ask someone for help?"

"I..."

Chen Shuiwen's face turned incredibly ugly as the fifth bolt of Heavenly Tribulation struck down, burying him underground once again. This time, he broke four ribs, suffered internal injuries in all organs, and blood spewed from his every orifice.

If he delayed any further...

At most, by the seventh strike of the Heavenly Tribulation, his life would be over.

Out of desperation,

Chen Shuiwen closed his eyes in despair, tears of humiliation falling, and he fell to his knees with a thud, pulling at his neck with bulging veins, and roared, "Institute Head Xiao, please save me!"

"Save me..."

His roar actually drowned out the sound of thunder.

At the entrance,

Nangong Shengtian and the others exchanged glances, all seeing the disagreeable expressions on each other's faces and the disappointment in their eyes.

All of their meticulous preparations.

Had been utterly ruined by Chen Shuiwen's kneeling!

As he looked at Chen Shuiwen kneeling before him, the corners of Xiao Yi's mouth lifted slightly. As the sixth heavenly bolt descended, he declared in a loud voice, "Chen, why go through such lengths? Get up quickly, it's just a minor Heavenly Tribulation. Watch as I help you transcend this tribulation!"

"A minor Heavenly Tribulation?"

"Such grand words, I truly want to see how you will help him transcend this tribulation..."

Nangong Shengtian and the others all turned their attention to Xiao Yi, watching the tribulation clouds that spanned fifty miles across the sky. A sliver of expectation and hope arose in their hearts, "Wouldn't it be exactly what we wanted if Xiao Yi died under the Heavenly Tribulation?"

The several hundred thousand spectators were also fixedly watching Xiao Yi.

How would he deal with the same Heavenly Tribulation that had nearly killed Chen Shuiwen?

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd.

Xiao Yi reached to his side with his right hand and commanded sharply, "Sword, come!"

Humm!

A fifth-grade Longsword shot out from his Storage Ring, landing in the palm of his hand.

Xiao Yi gripped the sword with one hand.

Facing the rolling thunder clouds, he tilted his head back with a cold glint in his eyes and let out a low roar, "A mere Heavenly Tribulation, behold my sword cutting it down!"

Swish!

A chill enveloped the blade.

At this moment...

Xiao Yi transformed into an invincible Sword God.

The Longsword in his hand buzzed, and a terrifying streak of Sword Qi condensed atop the blade, fluctuating erratically like a green galaxy piercing through the void. With a swift motion, it slashed towards the tribulation clouds above.

Humm!

With one stroke, the sword's chill reached across nineteen provinces!

This sword, as if a mystic sun had descended, lit up the whole imperial city!

Countless strong men found the Longswords they wore or hung on the walls all buzzing, as if eager to unsheathe themselves, as though thousands of swords sensed the presence of the Sword Ancestor, wishing to pay homage!

The dreadful Sword Intent made countless experts pale with shock.

In full view of the crowd, the Sword Qi vanished into the pitch-black tribulation clouds.

With a thunderous boom...

Beams of light shot from within the clouds; they were beams of Sword Qi that cleaved the fifty miles of tribulation clouds in half. The violent thunder dissipated abruptly, and the clouds were also torn asunder under the relentless assault of the boundless Sword Qi!

The Heavenly Tribulation that had nearly sent Chen Shuiwen to his death was shattered by Xiao Yi with a single slash!

At this moment...

All eyes on Xiao Yi, apart from shock and awe, were filled with fear...